"Come to think of it, Lord Yu, do you have any plans for December?" Yuuka typed from her bed.
Christmas was coming soon. Lord Yu hadn't forgotten, had he?
Meanwhile, Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat. Had Qigong Shiori told Yuuka about the surprise he had prepared for her ahead of time?
"No? Just the usual streams," Zhao Yu hurriedly replied.
"Come to think of it, what about you, Yuuka? Do you have other plans? Is that why you're asking?"
"Not really. I was just curious," Yuuka replied, a flicker of disappointment passing through her heart.
Zhao Yu looked at the words on the screen, then turned to gaze out the window. The vegetables in the fields had wilted, covered in a fine layer of white frost, just like his mood.
Didn't Lord Yu (Yuuka) celebrate Christmas? Would it be a little inappropriate for me to prepare a gift?
Separated by a thousand miles, the two of them thought the exact same thing.
But Zhao Yu's patience was clearly not as good as Yuuka's. After struggling with it for a while, he finally couldn't help typing out a line in the chat box.
"Yuuka, you wouldn't happen to be secretly preparing something, would you?"
"Lord Yu, you wouldn't happen to be preparing something in private, would you?"
The two messages reached each other's phones almost simultaneously.
"Ahahaha, how could that be? December isn't some special month!"
"Hahaha, exactly. It's just an ordinary month—what could anyone possibly prepare?"
Though they both flatly denied it, Yuuka and Zhao Yu still smiled at the sight of those messages.
Lord Yu (Yuuka) was such an idiot. He couldn't even keep a secret.
Sometimes, when you liked someone, you couldn't bear to disappoint them. Even a surprise deliberately prepared for them would quietly reveal itself