After leaving the Bai family, the two did not return to Jinyu Huating, but instead went to the glass house on the mountaintop.

After the heavy snow, the mountaintops were covered in a blanket of white, as if covered with a thick quilt. Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, enveloping the distant mountains, valleys, and fields in a silvery-white world.

It washes away the superficiality and cleanses the soul.

As I opened the car door, a gust of cold wind swept in.

Just as Bai Qianmo was about to get out of the car, Gu Jueye reached out and took her hand.

"etc."

Bai Qianmo turned her head curiously to look at him. Gu Jueye turned off the car, took out the car key, and nimbly pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

The snow on the mountain is much deeper than that in the city. When you step on it, the thick snow can reach up to your calves, and it makes a crunching sound with every step you take.

Gu Jueye walked from the front of the car to the passenger seat. While Bai Qianmo was still in a daze, he turned around and squatted down: "Get in, I'll carry you."

"Are you going to carry me on your back?"

Gu Jueye turned his head and smiled, a slight curve to his lips: "What, do you want me to hug you?"

Well, what she really meant was that she could walk by herself.

But if her boyfriend wants to take advantage of her, she seems to need to show a vulnerable side.

"Let's just memorize it."

Bai Qianmo nimbly climbed onto Gu Jueye's back, and Gu Jueye lightly carried her on his back, walking through the thick snow towards the glass house.

She wrapped her arms around Gu Jueye's neck, feeling her hands were a little cold, so she rubbed them against his chest, then slipped her hands inside Gu Jueye's open collar and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's warm now."

Gu Jueye paused slightly, her action stirring up many memories of the past.

Ever since that time he had a stomach ailment and she brought him stomach medicine, it seems that from that night onwards, his opinion of her gradually changed.

In the days that followed, she remained busy and only returned home in the evenings. When she did return, she rarely lingered in the living room. Apart from occasionally coming out to pour a glass of water, she could hardly hear any noise from downstairs.

Perhaps it was the loneliness of being in a foreign land that aroused his curiosity about this girl.

Or perhaps, it was when she anxiously took out her stomach medicine and ran to him under the lamplight that night that he developed a strange dependence on her.

In short, after that night, he gradually started spending time in the living room, watching movies in the evenings, and buying groceries and cooking dinner for himself.

At first, she didn't seem to notice his unusual behavior. When she opened the door and saw him watching TV, she simply nodded politely, poured him a glass of water, and then went back to her room as if nothing had happened.

Occasionally, he would vaguely hear her talking on the phone in her room, entirely in English, her voice cold yet exuding an undeniable air of authority.

He roughly guessed from the few words he heard that she seemed to be involved in stock trading, which surprised him somewhat.

According to the landlady, she was an art student, and he often saw her coming back with books about art and architecture. He felt that with her outstanding looks, she was very suitable for the art major.

After staking out her building for a month, he gradually realized that his actions had not attracted her attention at all, which made him feel somewhat frustrated.

Until one day, their relationship finally began to change.

That day was Lunar New Year's Eve, the eve of the Chinese New Year.

He wasn't someone who cared much about formalities, but that day, he suddenly felt like cooking a New Year's Eve dinner.

He knew the little girl hadn't gone out, so he went to the supermarket early in the morning to buy a lot of groceries.

The aroma of food wafted throughout the room, and the person inside the door finally couldn't resist coming out.

The man heard footsteps approaching the kitchen and smiled triumphantly.

"Mr. Gu, what are you making? It smells delicious."

"Would you like to try some braised beef?"

The girl blinked her big, bright eyes, her gaze fixed on the beef in the pot, filled with a hint of hope.

"OK."

She readily agreed, and then all the dishes were served. The girl sat opposite her, looking at the table full of beautifully presented dishes, and asked in surprise, "Did you make all of this?"

He felt a little smug inside, but pretended to be very calm on the surface.

He wanted her to feel that cooking was no difficult task for him.

He discovered that she had never been to the kitchen during her stay there, and clearly, she didn't know how to cook.

"Try it." Gu Jueye picked up a piece of beef and placed it in her bowl.

The little girl couldn't wait to take a bite, and a look of amazement appeared on her bright little face: "It's delicious, even better than what I've had outside."

"Do you often eat out?" he asked, seemingly casually.

"Yes, I usually eat in the cafeteria, and occasionally I order food from nearby restaurants. If I don't go out on weekends, I order takeout."

"Can't cook?"

The little girl smiled awkwardly: "I don't think I have any talent for cooking."

Gu Jueye lifted his eyelids, a shrewd glint flashing in his deep eyes.

“I really enjoy cooking, but because I’m often alone, I’m too lazy to cook…” He looked at the little girl across from him as he said this.

"From now on, I can cook whatever you want to eat at night."

The girl paused slightly, her clear eyes looking at him with a hint of inquiry.

He felt a little nervous, as if his thoughts had been spied on. He picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Consider it a thank you for the stomach medicine you gave me that day."

Upon hearing this, a bright and cheerful smile quickly flashed across the girl's face.

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