When life went smoothly, time slipped by before anyone knew it.
It felt as though autumn had only just begun, yet snow was already falling.
Every day, Bai Congming woke in a well-heated room, walked a few steps to the garage, where the car's heater was already running, and arrived at an office as warm as spring.
Those winters that froze his hands and feet seemed as though they would never return.
The only stretch where the wind could reach him was the four or five hundred meters he secretly walked to the Flower Shop to see Sun Xiangxiang when Ding Ding wasn't looking.
These days, Sun Xiangxiang no longer needed to invent excuses to lure him over. Once the time came and she had the snacks ready, Little Bai would show up on his own.
"Sister Xiangxiang!"
"Come here, Little Bai." Sun Xiangxiang had made mulled wine. "Want to try some?"
Alcohol held no appeal for Bai Congming. He pinched his nose, backed away two steps, and hurriedly waved his hands.
"Little Bai doesn't want any!"
Tilting his head, he spotted a familiar person sitting in a familiar corner, and smiled in that direction.
"Hello, Streetlight Brother."
Even though Sun Xiangxiang had repeatedly told Little Bai to pretend he hadn't seen him, the well-mannered Bai Congming still greeted Chen Xin with a cheerful smile.
Chen Xin nodded. "Hello."
That was the end of the greeting. Bai Congming first wandered around the Flower Shop, then sat beside Sun Xiangxiang and picked up little cookies from the table to eat.
The mulled wine bubbled away, petals and fruit slices tumbling inside and giving off a very tart smell.
Bai Congming licked his lips, but pushed it away when Sun Xiangxiang served him some.
"Brother Ding doesn't drink, so Little Bai doesn't