She stretched out her right hand, her slender, soft fingers gently pulling out the white shawl hanging from her arm.

A pair of delicate hands gently wrapped a thin, gauze-like shawl around his eyes and tied a beautiful and secure knot at the back of his head.

"I won't let you see..." She curled her lips into a smirk and whispered provocatively in his ear, "What can a palm print do to me?"

Xiao Heye was blindfolded and could not see anything. He could only rely on his sense of hearing, smell, and touch to feel her warmth.

For him.

Isn't this a novel and exciting experience?

Xiao Heye used a little force to press Su Tiyue's petite body closer to him. Since they couldn't see anything anyway, he would kiss wherever he touched her...

The oil lamp was almost burned out when the wick popped... and then it went out completely.

...

Xiao Heye tossed her high into the air, into the clouds...

Then he put Su Tiyue down heavily...

Whether it is paradise or hell, only the two of them know.

After a long while, the oil lamp inside the tent was lit again.

We were supposed to stay up with her tonight to celebrate the New Year, but... I'm afraid neither of us will be able to sleep.

Su Tiyue's eyes were moist, as if she had just been crying.

She wrapped herself in a soft silk quilt, leaving only her small head peeking out, her round eyes looking at him.

Xiao Heye was shirtless, with several scars on his back, but the light was too dim for Su Tiyue to see clearly...

When he came closer, Su Tiyue was able to see what was in front of him.

He had a strong, powerful chest, smooth lines in his tanned abdominal muscles, broad shoulders and a narrow waist... well, his legs were long, and his arms were long too.

Her fingers are also very beautiful.

She had to admit that Xiao Heye's hands were the most beautiful she had ever seen.

Xiao Heye lay down next to her again, casually picked up the green sandalwood wristband that Su Tiyue had just given him, played with it in his palm for a moment, and then put it on his wrist.

"You clearly like this handheld item, but judging from your voice just now, you didn't seem too happy?"

After hearing her say that, Xiao Heye twitched the corner of his mouth and remained silent.

He felt a deep bitterness in his heart.

Why are you unhappy?

Perhaps it was because holding this hand reminded him of some past events.

He recalled the heavy snow ten years ago, when they first met in Suzhou, and Su Tiyue gave him a piece of candy.

Lychee flavor.

That day, Xiao Heye took her candy, viciously ripped off the jade bracelet from her wrist, and then disappeared without a trace.

Finally, on a snowy night, Xiao Heye hid alone in the desolate woods, clutching the bracelet, and huddled under a withered tree.

I unwrapped the candy, put it in my mouth, and held it there...

The sugar was very sweet, but his heart was very bitter.

He cried... he cried very sadly and desperately.