Tong Mo cherished it so much because ever since her mother became comatose, she hadn't received any New Year's money in the past decade and more.
Perhaps someone had given her some warmth, and Tong Mo felt that this year finally wasn't as sad as before.
A few days later, it was time to visit relatives and friends.
Every year at this time, Luo Mengmeng and Gu Zhihan would part ways, each heading to their grandparents' homes.
They had just returned this time, and the very next day was Valentine's Day.
"Gu Zhihan, let's go out and play tomorrow!" Luo Mengmeng couldn't bother to go to his house to tell him, so she simply opened her bedroom window, stepped onto the balcony, and shouted toward his window.
It had to be said that their room windows faced each other, which made it very convenient for them to shout across.
Gu Zhihan was reading at his desk in his bedroom when he heard the noise. He pulled open the window and nodded his handsome face, looking at the girl across, "Sure."
