After going upstairs, Bai Shengsheng saw that the door was ajar. She remembered what Tang Junhe said last time, knocked twice, and then pushed the door open.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw a trace of blood on the corner of Tang Junhe's lips. She exclaimed and hurriedly ran over with the medicine box.
"Junhe! What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Tang Junhe came back to his senses, wiped the corner of his lips casually, and replied nonchalantly.
"You're bleeding. Don't move. I'll take care of it for you."
Bai Shengsheng worriedly grabbed his arm and when she got closer, she found that the corners of his lips were broken. Thinking of the angry Yin Ran she met downstairs just now, her eyes darkened. Did these two people fight again?
While she was thinking about what had caused the two of them to fight, she took out iodine and wanted to treat Tang Junhe's wound.
Unexpectedly, before she could touch him, Tang Junhe turned his head away.
"You go out first. My injury is fine. I want to be alone for a while."
He was feeling restless at the moment and just wanted to be alone for a while.
Hearing this, Bai Shengsheng bit her lower lip unwillingly and hesitated for a while. Looking at Tang Junhe with a bit of annoyance between his brows, she finally responded meekly with "OK" and left with the medicine box.
But when she left, she still left the medicine.
"Take care of your wound yourself."
After she finished speaking, she saw that the other party didn't even look at her. Her heart sank again, but she still forced herself to leave.
At this moment, staying would not win her any favor.
After Bai Shengsheng left, Tang Junhe sat at the desk, thinking of what had just happened, lowered his eyes and sighed heavily.
All this has gone haywire.
Even he himself did not expect that when he heard Yin Ran mention Song Zhi, his heart would feel so sad, and he would admit that his feelings for Song Zhi had exceeded his expectations.
His hands, hanging on his knees, were clenched into fists.
But he really had no way to give Song Zhi up like he did before.
He couldn't bear to see her with any man other than himself.
In his heart, he no longer treated her as a younger sister.
Song Zhi spent a very pleasant winter at Ran Qiu's house. His days were leisurely and lively.
As the year drew to a close, the snow fell even more frequently, covering the houses layer by layer and blanketing the entire educated youth village with a thick white quilt.
The mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and people are basically staying in their homes for the winter.
Song Zhi was the same. She basically stayed at home and did nothing, but for some reason her body kept losing weight. She had a good meal every day, with a lot of meat, and she had never been on a diet.
However, losing a lot of weight has its advantages. She is obviously more beautiful than before and her body is lighter.
Her skin is fair and tender, and her chin is pointed. After losing weight, her facial features have become more delicate and three-dimensional, especially her big and round almond-shaped eyes, which are like two round and translucent grapes. When she looks at people, her eyes are sparkling, and she looks like a standard beauty.
"Song Zhi, why are you becoming more and more beautiful?"
Nie Jinmei marveled at Song Zhi's beauty, and couldn't help pinching her own face which had obviously become rounder, and said in confusion.
"We all eat from the same pot, so why are you getting thinner and more beautiful while I'm getting fatter?"
Rong Zhengqing was listening from the side and felt a sense of empathy. She also gained weight, but Song Zhi was the only one who was getting further and further on the road to becoming more beautiful.
"All the meat is on us!"
The two of them looked at Song Zhi with resentment.
Song Zhi shrugged, looking helpless.
"I don't know what's going on."
This look made the two of them look even more resentful.
New Year's Eve soon arrived, and none of the three of them could get train tickets to go home, so they all stayed at Ran Qiu's house to celebrate the New Year.
In order to have a happy and lively New Year, the three of them went to the town together two days ago to buy a lot of things.
Early in the morning, Ran Qiu took out a brush and two pairs of blank red couplets, spread them on the table, and asked the three little guys to help him grind them.
"Want to write the couplets yourself?"
Seeing this scene, Song Zhi, Nie Jinmei and others gathered over.
Ran Qiu nodded, dipped the brush in ink, and began to write.
His movements were smooth and flowing, and he had written a couplet in a short while.
Song Zhi leaned forward. It was the first time she saw Ran Qiu's handwriting, and she felt that it was as elegant and powerful as he was, with a hidden edge.
"Do you want to try it?" Ran Qiu saw that she was looking at it seriously and handed the brush to her.
Song Zhi immediately shook her head. Her calligraphy was really not that good.
"I won't make a fool of myself."
Seeing her embarrassed expression, Ran Qiu did not force her and quickly wrote the remaining couplets. Then he asked the three little guys to get some rice paste and go outside to paste the couplets together.
"Teacher Ran's handwriting is so beautiful!"
Seeing the vigorous and powerful handwriting, Nie Jinmei couldn't help but marvel at it, and even Rong Zhengqing praised it a few words.
"Once this couplet is posted, the festive atmosphere of the New Year is complete."
Song Zhi looked at the door with couplets pasted on it, and suddenly thought of something. He immediately ran back to the room, and in a short while, he came out with two big red lanterns.
"Hey, Song Zhi, when did you buy the lantern?"
Nie Jinmei exclaimed in surprise, and her smile became brighter as she looked at the beautiful big red lantern.
"I bought it a long time ago and kept it in the house. I almost forgot about it." Song Zhi made up an excuse to get away with it. She had just taken this lantern out of the space supermarket.
No one thought much about it.
After hanging up the big red lanterns together, everyone's face was filled with bright smiles. With the decoration of couplets and lanterns, the whole house looked festive.
Song Zhi brought out some candies and fruits, and Nie Jinmei and Rong Zhengqing also prepared some respectively. When put together, it became a full table.
There is no need to do any work on New Year's Eve, so everyone sits together around the fire, cracking melon seeds and chatting.
Song Zhi and the other two, plus Ran Qiu's family of four, the whole family sitting together was particularly lively.
Seeing that Ran Qiu was about to make the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Zhi stopped him and suggested: "Let's have hot pot tonight."
"Hot pot?" Upon hearing this, several people looked over in confusion.
Song Zhi then quickly explained: "It's a specialty of our place. We just put a pot on the stove and blanch vegetables or meat. Eating hot pot is not only convenient and lively, but also especially suitable for winter. It's so cold, you should eat something hot."
Hearing her description, several people couldn't help swallowing.
Song Zhi went to the room and took out a bag of hot pot base. Considering that there were children, she took the bone soup base.
"This was sent to me by my father." She explained to everyone.
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