Snowflakes drifted down from the night sky. The hotpot was steaming.
"It's snowing," Sirona said softly as she reached out her hand.
"I'll allow you to put your hand into my pocket for warmth."
Sirona smiled. "No."
However, she still put her hand into her pocket. Her snow-white cheeks were dyed red.
"How do you feel?"
"I'm not cold anymore."
"But my hand is cold."
Sirona rolled her eyes and whispered, "I don't have pockets."
Lu Ye did not say anything. His gaze fell on Sirona's slender fingers, which were as delicate as white porcelain.
Sirona blushed and moved her hand off the wooden table.
"It's just a gift in return. Don't think too much about it."
"Don't worry. I'll definitely sleep with the feeling of your touch tonight."
"… That doesn't sound good."
Sirona looked straight at the bubbling hot pot with chili oil. The fresh vegetables, the oily meatballs, the delicately textured mutton …
She carefully groped around under the table with her fingers. Then, she felt a gentle and strong hand take the initiative to take her hand into his palm.
Sirona pursed her lips and lowered her eyes. She suddenly recalled the first time they shook hands in the snow.
She mischievously scratched her palm with her pinky.
"Ugh …" Lu Ye's expression changed slightly.
"Mr. Lu, do you have a stomachache?" Xiaozhi looked over worriedly.
Lu Ye nodded strenuously. "Stomachache … It's an old problem."
"When can we eat?" Akin asked with his chin propped on his hand.
"At least until the meatballs float," Christa said.
Their pinky fingers touched under the table again. After probing, Lu Ye felt a delicate and soft touch.
Cattleya, who had just walked into the backyard, happened to see the two of them close together.
Cattleya's mouth fell open.
It would shock Cattleya for an entire year!
"Cattleya?" Wan Long extended his finger and waved it in front of her. "How many fingers is this?"
Cattleya shook her head and quickly walked towards them.
Everyone looked up at Cattleya in surprise.
"I also want to... have a meal together," said Cattleya with a pout.
Xiao Lan was the first to react.
"It's about adding a pair of chopsticks. You guys can find a place to sit!"
Wan Long bowed apologetically and sat down beside Lijia. He whispered to her.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"
"No, it's fine." Her eyes sparkled with excitement. "I also want to see such a scene."
Wanlong:???
Na Zi squatted at the side and looked at Geng Gui. "It's Christmas … Are you going to train too?"
"Koujie!" Geng Gui nodded vigorously.
To make its master the strongest trainer... that had always been its dream.
And now, it could feel that its master was gradually responding to its expectations.
"Kou Jie! Geng Gui smirked. "Haha!" Geng Gui grinned.
Was there anything more blissful than this?!
"That's great," Na Zi said softly. Then, she suddenly smiled. "Then, I'll train with you!"
Cattleya's arrival was beyond Sirona's expectations.
"Why are you here?" Sirona pulled her blonde hair and asked in surprise.
"Oh." Cattleya did not say anything and squeezed between Sirona and Mr. Lu.
Sirona smiled helplessly at Lu Ye. Then, she stroked Cattleya's long hair to comfort her.
"I'll accompany you after we go back, okay?"
Cattleya looked at Lu Ye warily, then looked at Sirona and shook her head.
His expression was like that of an abandoned animal or a child whose favorite toy had been snatched away.
"Okay," Sirona said with a smile. "Then, let's eat together!"
"Uh …" Lu Ye drew back his hand a little regretfully. He looked at the steaming hot pot and smiled.
"Let's eat!"
Let's eat, let's eat!
Akin's eyes lit up, and he quickly reached out with his chopsticks at a tempting meatball.
Pa!
The chopsticks collided. Akin looked up in astonishment, and so did Xiaozhi.
Their gazes collided fiercely in the air, sparking a series of sparks.
This was a battle between two gluttons!
"This guy." Little Silver rubbed his forehead helplessly. "He's really hopeless …"
Dishes were divided into Little Milk Immortal, Guoran Weng, Fire-Breathing Dragon and so on.
And Mr. Lu's dish was undoubtedly at the highest "flame bird" level.
Akin blew on the hot meatball and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, his face turned red.
The spicy taste exploded on the tip of his tongue, followed by the delicious broth, which whetted his appetite.
Swallowing with difficulty, Akin chugged down the water as he challenged the next meatball.
"So spicy!" Highdragon Ferry was slightly speechless, his eyes lighting up. "But it's delicious!"
Chi Hong: "Phew, it's burning up a little!"
Kona: "This taste … it simply doesn't make sense!"
Xiaozhi: "Another bowl!"
Mr. Lu watched this scene with a smile on his face.
Forget it … Let's just write off Little Notebook from before!
After all, it was time for Little Notebook to start a new round of holding grudges!
Cattleya leaned half her body toward Sirona.
Sirona whispered in her ear, "Give me your hand."
"Hm?" Cattleya was slightly startled, but she still gave Sirona her hand.
Sirona squeezed Cattleya's soft hand and tilted her head in puzzlement.
Why …
Why didn't she feel the same as before?
…
Damu Research Institute.
Dr. Ohki looked at the person in surprise.
"Why," Kikumo said coldly, leaning on her cane, "can't an old fart like me come here to take a look?"
The leader of the industry, Dr. Ohki, was a little uneasy, which was rare.
"Of course you can. It's just that I thought you …"
Kikumo leaned on her cane and looked around, then glanced at Dr. Ohki.
"Smoke less."
Dr. Ohki froze on the spot.
This … is this still the Kikumo I know?
The Kikumo who would beat and scold me whenever she disagreed?!
"Why?" Kikumo said coldly.
"Nothing." Dr. Ohki shook his head, put out his cigarette, and asked, "You were also invited here?"
Kikumo nodded slightly.
Dr. Ohki replied with an "Oh." The two of them fell into a long silence.
After decades, the two of them were already old men in their twilight years.
This was out of Kikumo's expectations.
When she saw Damu Yucheng, there was no anger, no blame, no resentment.
There was only.
Oh, it turned out that this guy also aged so quickly.
The heavy snow outside was falling in a flurry.
"I'll get you a cup of black tea," Dr. Ohki said in a hurry.
"Yes …" Without waiting for Kikumo to speak, Dr. Ohki added.
"Sugar cubes, no cream, right?"
Kikumo was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly.
In the empty research institute, Kikumo looked at Damu Yucheng's back.
She got up with her cane and walked shakily to Damu Yucheng's desk.
Suddenly, her pupils constricted.
A faint smile appeared on Granny Chrysanthemum's wrinkled face.
"Let's go, ghost."
"Mouth!"
Grandma Kikumo leaned on her cane and walked shakily out of the room in the snow.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Dr. Ohki hurried back with the black tea.
But the room was empty.
Damu Yucheng scratched his head and suddenly felt a little lost.
Sitting back in the office chair, he raised the old yellowed photo and the letter sent by Kikumo last time.
Looking down, Dr. Ohki couldn't help but smile.
At the foot of the letter, there was a crumpled footer.
There was an extra ghost's smiling face.
…
Heavy snow was falling.
The outdoor party also came to an end.
Chi Hong suggested that everyone take a group photo as a souvenir.
The words of the "fighter" must have been unanimously agreed by everyone.
"Can, can I also take a picture with everyone?" Xiaozhi scratched his cheek in embarrassment.
"Of course!" Akin smiled and pulled Xiaozhi over. "I've already approved of you as my little brother!"
"Hehe." Xiaozhi scratched his head.
Mr. Lu looked at the sky silently.
He just hoped that Akin wouldn't infect Xiaozhi with his death-seeking personality!
Xiao Lan took out a tripod from somewhere and set it down.
"One, two, three, eggplant!"
At the same time, she ran quickly to Little Silver. Blushing, Little Silver caught her in a flurry.
"Eggplant ~" Everyone laughed in unison.
"Pikachu! (* `▽ ́/) * "
"F * * k, Ghost Geng, you're blocking the camera. Take another one!"
"One, two, three … whose Pikachu is this?"
"I'm reporting, it's Xiaozhi's Pikachu!"
"Ah, Pikachu, come back quickly!"
"Pikachu — chirp! Chirp! "
…
Guandu, Rocket Base.
The man in a suit was accompanied by only one cat, Boss Cat.
The entire Rocket Base was humanely on vacation.
The loneliness was like a thick shadow, but Sakaki enjoyed it immensely.
Beep beep beep —
Sakaki raised his eyebrows and picked up his personal phone, which he didn't use often.
He clicked on the voice message. It was Lu Ye, that guy, speaking in a mean tone.
"Boss Sakaki, Merry Christmas!"
"This is my Christmas present for you. Remember to give me a five-star rating ~!"
"A … Christmas present for me?"
Sakaki stared blankly for a long time before he looked down.
It was a group photo.
Everyone was covered in dirt from the electric shock.
But everyone's faces were brimming with smiles.
Looking at the young man in the red and white hat, the corners of Sakaki's mouth involuntarily curled up.
Shortly after, he fell silent.
It was a red-haired teenager with gloomy eyes, reminiscent of his younger self.
Sakaki gently stroked the photo with his big hand and exhaled deeply.
He made a call to Real Bird, who was eating barbecue.
"Hm … Boss, what's the matter?"
"I heard that he's preparing for the Guandu Conference."
Sakaki said, "Give the spare Toki-Pan badge to Lu Ye …"
"Also … give him 'The Profound Meaning of the Earth'."
Real Bird was stunned for a long time before he said dryly,
"Your subordinate understands."
'The Profound Meaning of the Earth' was the culmination of Master Sakaki's life's work.
He gave it to Mr. Lu so easily?
It seemed that Mr. Lu's status was more important than he thought …
In the quiet room.
Sakaki suddenly smiled.
I, Sakaki, have never owed anyone anything in my life, except for …
Sakaki shook his head and muttered,
"Instructor, this is my gift in return. I hope you'll be satisfied …"
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