"Christmas Eve today."

Early in the morning, Chu Qiao drew a big apple on the misty windowpane with his finger.

Yi Qingchen embraced her gently after herself. "Now the downstairs should have begun to decorate for Christmas."

"That's great. I like Christmas best. I'm going to be in a very good mood today." Chu Qiao smiled and snuggled in his arms. "This is the first Christmas Eve we spent together."

"I'll spend Christmas Eve with you all my life."

"Hmm."

The mobile phone of Yiqing Chen on the nightstand not far away is ringing all the time.

"Telephone." Don't look over Chu Qiao's face.

"Grandpa enjoyed the Christmas Eve Turkey...