Jiang Linyuan packed the dumplings into an insulated lunchbox. Figuring it was about time, he came up with an excuse and drove off.
The little village was quiet on a winter night, as if it had been tucked away in the mountains, beneath the sky and wrapped in clouds.
It would probably get livelier later, once the night grew deeper.
When Jiang Linyuan set out, a light snow was falling. In the headlights, the flakes glittered like silver sand.
It felt like the snow would get heavier as the night went on.
When he reached the village entrance, he found a car blocking the road.
The village streets were narrow, usually wide enough for only one car.
Jiang Linyuan honked, signaling for the other driver to move aside.
But instead of moving, the driver got out. Judging by the figure, it was a girl.
Oh? What was going on? Had the car broken down?
Jiang Linyuan got out too. He couldn't just leave the car blocking the road.
He had dumplings to deliver to the Saint of Thieves.
But when he saw the girl walking toward him, he froze.
"Um, I wanted to ask, is Jiang..."
The girl looked up and saw Jiang Linyuan's face. She froze too.
Amid the fine snow, the headlights crossed, and their eyes seemed to sparkle with countless stars.
Then the girl's eyes curved as she broke into a smile.
"What a coincidence, Senior! We meet again!"
With that, she ran over and threw her arms around Jiang Linyuan, pressing her face against his chest. She hugged him tight, overjoyed.
She had once failed to hold on to her connection with her senior, but that was all right.
She would pick it up again. Even if it was difficult, she would insist on trying.
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