The snow crunched underfoot.

Ye Zhou stopped in front of the girl and said with some complaint, "Standing outside in this cold weather, aren't you afraid of freezing into an icicle?"

An Youhe chuckled, "I guessed you'd be back soon, so I waited a little while longer."

The girl handed the handbag to Ye Zhou: "This is a gift for you."

"Giving me a gift today? It's not even a holiday. If we're talking about holidays, today's Singles' Day. What do you mean by this? Girl, are you going to dump me?" Ye Zhou raised an eyebrow but didn't take the gift.

"No, I didn't mean anything by it. How could I possibly dump you? I just wanted to give you a gift."

As the girl spoke, she took a black woolen hat out of her handbag.

Ye Zhou's eyes lit up. "You made this yourself?"

"Mmm." The girl nodded emphatically, a smile she couldn't hide on her lips.

Ye Zhou took the hat and put it on; it fit perfectly.

"This hat is quite suitable, but I thought it would be a scarf. Don't girlfriends usually like to give scarves? But this hat is really warm. My head and ears are instantly warm."

The girl was very pleased with her masterpiece, and then, as if by magic, she pulled a long red strip out of her handbag.

"A scarf knitted with red wool!" Ye Zhou's mouth dropped open, and he burst out laughing in surprise.

The scarf was also wrapped around her neck, which surprisingly matched the black trench coat.

"Why did you suddenly want a red scarf?" Ye Zhou touched the scarf; it was soft and fluffy, and it was incredibly warm in the freezing cold.

"Yes, because red is festive."

Ye Zhou looked at the red scarf around the girl's neck, which was exactly the same as his own.

He stepped forward, wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist, and hugged her tightly, giving her a full embrace.

"How can there be such a good, considerate girlfriend in the world?" Ye Zhou whispered mushy words in the girl's ear.

An Youhe's ears were itching. "You, you're good too. Because you're good too, I've become better too."

"Nonsense, I'm not good at all, I didn't even prepare a gift for my girlfriend."

The girl's ears were red, and she stammered, "You, you are the best gift."

A warm feeling welled up in Ye Zhou's heart, and he lifted the person's feet off the ground and spun them around several times.

"I really like this gift, and I'm going to wear it forever," Ye Zhou said earnestly.

The girl had a sweet smile on her lips.

Looking at the girl's stunningly beautiful face, especially her slightly proud yet shy expression, Ye Zhou's heart melted.

He peeked at the girl's rosy lips several times, acting like a rogue.

The girl's eyes widened, somewhat puzzled.

Ye Zhou said with a mischievous grin, "Your mouth looks a bit cold, let me warm it up for you."

The two whispered sweet nothings in the snow, while not far away, Lin Mengting watched them so in love, her eyes filled with an indescribable darkness.

Chen Yang, who was next to Lin Mengting, sensed that something was very wrong!

Just as Lin Mengting was about to take a step, Chen Yang clutched his bandaged arm and cried out, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much!"

Lin Mengting turned around abruptly, "What happened? Why does it suddenly hurt again?"

"Try getting shot yourself. My arm has been hurting the whole time, but I'm just tough."

Feeling guilty, the girl gently supported Chen Yang's intact arm and made another call to the family medical team.

Ye Zhou, holding the girl, saw the grand scene not far away and gave a thumbs up to his roommates from all over the country.

...

dormitory.

Chen Yang climbed onto the bed with one hand and lay down, unable to suppress his curiosity any longer.

"Ye Zhou, what's the deal with Lin Mengting? She likes you, so why did she try to kill you back in the US? Is this what they call a love-hate relationship?"

Ye Zhou leaned back and lay on the back of the chair.

"Which eye of yours saw that she likes me?"

“I saw it with both eyes. Didn’t she offer you money and ask you to kiss her before, and you refused? Isn’t that obvious enough?”

"This woman is very cunning; you're only seeing the surface."

"I think if she had offered me money to kiss her or something, I definitely would have agreed. After all, Lin Mengting is quite pretty, and she would be a strong contender if Tsinghua and Peking Universities were to select the most beautiful girl in the campus."

"Now you're making sarcastic remarks again. Back when we were abroad, she offered you five million instead of letting you participate in the competition. Why didn't you agree to that?"

Chen Yang stammered, "Well, that's a matter of dignity. Never mind, Brother Zhou, I understand you. But these past few days, apart from the shot she gave me, I think she's been quite considerate."

"She likes women."

"Huh?" Hearing Ye Zhou's nonchalant words, Chen Yang sat up abruptly from the bed, accidentally aggravating his wound and causing it to ache.

The amount of information was overwhelming, and he found it difficult to process.

"You're saying Lin Mengting likes women? She, she, she likes An Youhe?"

Ye Zhou nodded.

Chen Yang thought about it again. He went through all the things that he had found strange before, and suddenly everything made sense.

"I really didn't expect Lala to be by my side. But judging from the way she acted today, it seems like she still has feelings for An Youhe!"

Ye Zhou paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, "Yangyang, I suddenly think you're quite right. Lin Mengting is indeed very considerate, and she's also very beautiful. Moreover, I guess she's never had a boyfriend before, and she only likes An Youhe. They're both still single."

Chen Yang: "??? Brother Zhou, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you can totally pursue Lin Mengting."

"Huh? But she likes women. How can I do that? I'm a grown man, I can't possibly undergo gender reassignment surgery for a woman who's even considered pretty!"

"She doesn't like women, she just likes people of the same gender as herself, so you can make her like you too." Ye Zhou earnestly instilled this idea in Chen Yang.

"What you said seems to make some sense," Chen Yang said after thinking for a while.

"Go after love bravely, young man."

Ye Zhou concealed his inner smugness, straightened up, and began typing.

The WeChat group for the "Forty Thieves" went absolutely crazy, with sales constantly breaking records that night.

I called Zhou Ping, and the phone rang several times before she answered.

"Mom, how are your shop sales?"

The noise from the other end was very loud, as if they were very busy.

"Too many people are buying, I'm in a hurry to process the packages! I'm busy today, so I'll talk to you later!"

"Okay, Mom, even if you're busy, you must take care of yourself!"

"You little rascal, I'll give you a red envelope later."

The other end of the phone hung up first. Ye Zhou was in a good mood. He closed his laptop, went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he came back, he saw a money transfer on his phone.

1314 yuan.