Seeing the two of them grinning, Li Changyu also relaxed considerably. He followed them, chatting and laughing as they walked.
In the snow, the sound of their footsteps went CRUNCH, CRUNCH, without stopping. In the center of the village, Zhang Huai stopped and asked, "Why don't we go to my place to eat? It'll be easier to talk. With all this snow, it'll save Qingmu from having to rush home."
Li Changyu hesitated for a moment before saying, "I was hoping to ask Juhua if she has any good recipes. So, let's just go to Qingmu's place. Qingmu, I'll have to impose on you this time. Oh! I brought some pastries from home. Wait here, I'll go back and get them for Juhua."
Without waiting for them to reply, he turned and ran back toward his home.
