Xizeer lifted his hand to rub Yousheng's head: "Things that belong to you, you have to rely on your own ability to guard them."
Yousheng didn't look at him, lost in thought about something unknown.
...
By the time Xia Mu arrived at the Kang family's, the New Year's Eve dinner was about to start.
Kang Chen, upon seeing Xia Mu, exclaimed happily: "I was worried you wouldn't come, but you're here! Have a seat, it's rare for you to get out of the lab, you should have a few more drinks tonight."
Xia Mu was already familiar with the Kang family, he was pulled into a seat and said: "I find that going out on New Year's Eve really feels different from usual."
"What kind of feeling?"
"Empty..."
The number of cars on the streets had decreased, the roads were empty, and many of the tall buildings on both sides had turned off their lights. So many people in this city had left to return to their hometowns.
But the scariest thing was the emptiness in the heart.
