His nose bridge was high, his eyes were deep and clear, and in the flickering candlelight, between the play of light and shadow, his eyes conveyed a depth of feeling that was hard to express in words.
Wen Xian looked at him, her vision seemed to blur with a thin mist, her eyes filled with gentle ripples.
She slowly extended a slim, pale hand.
Lu Xiao took her fingertips and pulled her up.
My love, stay strong,
A languid M-style tune began to play softly on this snowy night.
The stylus moved on the record player, and in the tall wine glasses on the table, the red wine diffused a rich fragrance, in which their reflections subtly appeared.
In the cabin’s living room, the tall, straight-backed man wrapped one arm around the woman’s slender, soft waist while intertwining his fingers with hers.
Wen Xian placed one hand on his shoulder and held his hand with the other.
In her red dress, she was breathtakingly beautiful, the dim, hazy light making her complexion even more porcelain, her cheeks faintly rosy, her eyes brimming with spring, her full lips a bright red.
She was beautiful before, but now, nourished by love, she seemed to radiate an even more captivating charm from within.
So enchanting it was impossible to look away.
In the flickering firelight, the curve of her turning skirt, her hair gently stirred by the candlelight, and her shining, affectionate eyes made the scene in the cabin one that would be eternally frozen in that moment.
I’ll have already arrived, all the pain
If marriage isn’t for making one’s life happier, then what’s the point?
Marriage is a tomb, but if he is the right person, then it is a warm harbor.
By the end of the dance, Wen Xian was a bit tipsy. Leaning on Lu Xiao’s shoulder, the two embraced lightly for a while, until Wen Xian pushed this man of hers onto the couch.
The wine glasses reflected the candlelight.
Faintly revealing two overlapping shadows on the couch.
Before they knew it, Chinese New Year’s Eve arrived.
Wen Xian and Lu Xiao had spent New Year’s Day together and now welcomed New Year’s Eve.
This was their first New Year’s Eve together, but there would be countless more to come.
However, they did not spend the day in the cabin, nor did they go back to Beijing, but instead they went to the jurisdiction area.
There was the canteen aunty, Old Man Li, and also Zha Xi, Ga Zhuo, the handsome eighteen-year-old Sang Nian, and the adorable daughter of aunty from home, Jin Zhu, and of course, her son Lu Ping’an.
Wen Xian enjoyed the simple, joyful times they had now. She wasn’t filming during this period, but that didn’t mean she could relax indefinitely.
Jing Jie had already called her, saying that in a while, she would go abroad on behalf of the National Animal Protection Association to participate in international animal rescue activities.
She would join ambassadors from other countries, as well as Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, partake in the activities, and also start filming a show.
This time, however, the rescue operation was different from the usual—it was a marine life rescue activity.
In the sea, countless creatures, perhaps they would also spend some time on the surface.
In any case, this activity would not be easy; she would encounter many unknown people and the rescue activities would require her complete dedication, hard work, and effort.
It might also involve some unknown natural risks, so the officials would select two people with strong physical fitness to accompany her, to protect her as well.