JSY Team won the world championship again. They held the trophy together and took a victory photo. Finally, Shen Zeyu announced his retirement on stage.
Although everyone felt regret, they also knew that his hand injury was no secret. It's just that the fans cried for a long time, and in the end, they could only let go of their feelings with the passage of time.
After the competition ended, it was the eve of the Lunar New Year and the first snowfall. Song Yanqing had dinner with Shang Shujue, Xuan Ling, Ling'er, Ling Yunting, Yi Shuang, Ling Yu, and others. They got to know him and understand him better.
They were all very satisfied with the meal. Ling Yunting didn't dare to have any objections, after all, he was Song Yanqing's cousin's boyfriend and was going to marry Song Yun in the future. He didn't dare to go too far, for fear that he would be in a terrible situation when he came to propose marriage.
With Song Yanqing having passed the test with Shang Shujue's friends, the next step was to come out to Song Yanqing's family. However, coming out to his family during the Lunar New Year might be too much for them to handle.
Shang Shujue remained skeptical of human beings' ability to accept things, but when Song Yanqing said he would go home for the New Year, he still went. At worst, he would be kicked out, and he could just find a place to hide.
But when he and Song Yanqing arrived at their home, the scene was completely different. Not only was he not kicked out, but he was also warmly welcomed by Song Yanqing's parents. His older brother and sister even brought their children to play with building blocks with him.
He had a great time there and even met his good friend Ling Yunting's girlfriend Song Yun, as well as Ling Yunting who was always clinging to Song Yun. After the Song Family found out that he and Ling Yunting were still friends, they liked him even more.
He didn't know why, but his sacred flame told him that their kindness and goodwill towards him were genuine, so he reciprocated with sincerity, nothing more.
"Why are you making a snowman in the snow on the balcony? Aren't you cold? The snow outside is falling quite heavily; even if you were Little Fox, you wouldn't be able to withstand the cold..."
Song Yanqing carried a bowl of taro ball sago pudding upstairs, but couldn't find Shang Shujue in the bedroom. After putting the bowl down, he looked around.
He hadn't been searching for long when he spotted the Little Fox lying on the balcony, making snowballs in the snow.
The Little Fox's nose was red from the cold, and his snow-white fingers were so red they seemed to seep through to the bone. He frowned, took a blanket, and went out to wrap the fox in it, his words full of worry.
" Song Yanqing, I have thick fur all over my body, so I'm not cold at all. Although my hands look red, I'm not cold. Besides, making a snowman is more fun when it's snowing. It's not fun after the snow has stopped."
The Little Fox nestled in the blanket Song Yanqing wrapped around him, holding a snowball in its hands to show him. It spoke a string of fallacies, but it did so with such conviction and self-righteousness.
"You say you're not cold? You're shivering! Stop it, let's go back. We'll come out to play again after the snow stops. We'll build a snowman together, and I'll join you if you want a snowball fight."
Song Yanqing had no choice but to coax him. Getting him inside was the most important thing. Shang Shujue knew he was genuinely worried about his illness and fever, so he didn't insist on making a snowman in the snow and went back with him.
"Okay, then you have to keep your word. You can't lie to me, or I won't talk to you anymore. You know I'm the best lie detector expert, you know."
"Okay, I won't lie to you. I'll go with you once the snow stops. Come on, let's go inside quickly. Your clothes are all wet. Go inside and warm up a bit, then take a hot bath and drink some Banlangen (a traditional Chinese medicine) to prevent catching a cold or fever."
Song Yanqing was genuinely worried that he would get sick and have a fever. Last time, Shang Shujue didn't believe in superstitions and thought that his thick fur would still be useful after he became human, so he ate ice cream and played in the swimming pool without any restraint.
As a result, he caught a chill in his body in the early hours of that day and developed a high fever, which woke up Song Yanqing, who was holding him while he slept. Song Yanqing hurriedly gave him fever-reducing medicine and tried physical methods to lower his temperature.
He struggled through the night before his fever subsided, and the next day when he woke up, his whole body ached and he couldn't get out of bed. He was so uncomfortable that he whine to himself, saying he never wanted to be sick again.
"Otherwise you'll definitely get sick tomorrow, and being sick is awful. Didn't you say that yourself when you had a fever last time? How come you've forgotten again? You never learn."
Upon Song Yanqing's words, Shang Shujue seemed to finally remember this matter, snapping out of her unrestrained joy of playing in the snow, and awkwardly laughing for two seconds as she threw herself into his arms.
"Hehehe... Song Yanqing ~ I really forgot, I'm sorry, don't be angry, let's go inside, let's go inside, I need to calm down first, and then I'll take a hot bath."
"..." After hearing this, Song Yanqing sighed helplessly, then picked him up and carried him back into the house. The house was very warm, and Shang Shujue felt the temperature difference the moment he entered, which gave him goosebumps.
"Ugh... Song Yanqing, the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors is so big! I didn't feel cold when I was making the snowman, but now I feel so cold. Hug me tight."
The moment Shang Shujue felt the cold, he placed his icy hands on Song Yanqing's neck, making Song Yanqing shiver. Song Yanqing didn't pull away, but simply said helplessly, "You little rascal..."
"Hehehe, I'm the little rascal, and you're the big rascal. No matter what, we're still a perfect match, hahaha. You can't get rid of me now, I'm going to stick with you for life, you can't back out~"
Shang Shujue didn't feel ashamed at all for being scolded. On the contrary, he had his own reasoning, which left Song Yanqing speechless. He could only wrap Song Yanqing up in the quilt, turn around and pour him some hot water to help him recover faster.
"You, you, sometimes I just can't do anything with you. Hurry up and finish your water so I can see if your hands are still cold."
Song Yanqing handed Shang Shujue some water, then, like an "old father," carefully gave him instructions, fearing that he might catch a cold and fever again in the early hours of the morning.
The last time he was sick, he was in a daze, delirious, and on the verge of death, which really frightened Song Yanqing. This time, he absolutely couldn't take it lightly.
"Your hands aren't cold anymore, feel them, aren't they warmer? Don't worry too much about me, last time was just an accident, this time is different, I'm prepared."
Shang Shujue spoke with a smile, then pulled out a small ceramic bottle from somewhere and poured out a purple pill from it.
"This is a pill to prevent illness. If you take it, you won't get sick so easily. It was given to me by Xuan Ling. He heard that I was seriously ill last time, so he asked the Qingqiu pharmacist to research it for me. You can take it too."
Song Yanqing looked at the pill in his palm, which faintly glowed with a purple light. After a while, he relaxed his tense nerves, poured him some water, and told him to swallow it with water.
"Okay, as long as you don't get sick, that's fine. Here, take this medicine. I'll go put some hot water in the fish tank for you; a nice hot bath will make you feel better."
Okay~
The two people always have endless love to express in certain things, as if they would never separate because of each other's shortcomings or some daily arguments.