They Are Ours

Tan Mo sent him a text message asking what he was up to.

Wei Zhiqian sent her a picture of his trunk full of firecrackers.

Although it was forbidden to set off firecrackers in B City, some small-scale fireworks could still be set off.

"I just went to buy these," said Wei Zhiqian. "What are you doing at home?"

Since they could not see each other, they actually had problems getting used to it.

Wei Zhiqian could only take the initiative to do more work so that he could distract himself from thinking about Tan Mo.

Tan Mo had just finished washing her hands when she ran to the kitchen with her phone.

The dumplings were sorted based on type.

The ones with normal fillings were placed together while the ones with special fillings for good fortune which she had made were placed on a separate plate.

In addition, the way she made the dumplings were different, so she could easily find the dumplings she made.