"Let’s go back, it’s windy outside." Gu Yixuan took off his overcoat and draped it over her shoulders.
Mo Ran turned her head to look at him, and in the night, his gaze was bright, very beautiful.
Perhaps it was the sheer loneliness, or perhaps the desire to spend New Year’s Eve with someone, Mo Ran heard herself saying.
"How about we find a place to have New Year’s Eve dinner?"
"Sure!" Gu Yixuan eagerly replied, not giving her any chance to change her mind.
Seeing his fervent gaze, an unusual wave of emotion slid through the depths of Mo Ran’s heart.
They found a hot pot restaurant and sat in the main hall, ordering lots of dishes to eat. The business was booming, with many people who had no place to celebrate also coming in for a meal.
Gu Yixuan originally wanted a private room, but Mo Ran insisted on sitting in the main hall. Hot pot was the best way to create a passionate atmosphere; the hall was packed with people, each table laughing and chatting merrily.
Gu Yixuan didn’t like the noise and frowned slightly. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on Nove1Fire.net
Mo Ran noticed his thoughts and smiled. "Don’t you think so? By listening to their laughter, we can also feel the festivity of New Year’s."
Indeed, Gu Yixuan began to find the noisy sounds less piercing.
However, what he most desired was to spend it alone with her; he liked the world of just the two of them.
They ordered a clear broth pot, not spicy, which Mo Ran enjoyed a great deal.
While eating hot pot, Mo Ran subconsciously checked her phone and saw no missed calls, a flash of disappointment crossing her eyes.
Gu Yixuan noticed all this and just grimly picked up his glass and drank a large gulp of alcohol.
In the hall was a huge LCD TV, broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala. It was almost midnight, and the clock on the big screen started the countdown.
Everyone in the restaurant stood up excitedly, shouting in unison, "Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight... ten, nine... three, two, one!"
As the New Year’s bell rang, before Mo Ran could even smile, a firm kiss suddenly landed on her lips.
Gu Yixuan’s eyes were inches away, watching her intently, as if she was the only person in his world.
The cheers surrounding Mo Ran were inaudible, her mind blank, occupied by none but Gu Yixuan...
The kiss was brief, yet that fleeting second felt eternal, like a century.
Gu Yixuan pulled away from her lips and smiled, "New Year’s gift."