Cheng Weiyue received a text message from Lei Qi, saying that tonight was New Year's Eve, and they would have two days off.
Time really flew by. Cheng Weiyue was stunned for a moment as she flipped open her phone's calendar.
With a bit of astonishment, she murmured softly, "It's New Year's Eve already..."
Before her words had fallen, her waist was gently hugged from behind.
Zhou Jingwei's voice carried a trace of lazy tiredness, with a low, hoarse laughter, "So busy you can't even keep track of the dates?"
"That's not it..." Cheng Weiyue hummed, put her phone aside, and turned to burrow into Zhou Jingwei's embrace.
Her eyes sparkled with radiant laughter, the pupils clear and pure, softly carrying a curved arc of moonlight, "It's just that it's the first time I'm spending New Year's Eve with Mr. Zhou, I'm so happy that I didn't react right away."