Outside the carved iron door, Gu Qichen, who was in a suit and leather shoes, had bags of various sizes piled at his feet, and he was holding two huge plastic bags on the left and right in his hands.
At first glance, it looks like...fireworks?
Star stood on the steps without moving forward, "What are you doing here?"
“I’ll stay up with you on New Year’s Eve!”
The gloom between his brows and eyes when they parted last night and today at noon disappeared. Gu Qichen's brows and eyes were gentle, "Chang Qing, open the door!"
He deliberately asked, "Aren't you going home?" When the words came to his lips, Star swallowed them back.
Anyway, this is the only time to be willful!
From now on, when we stay up late on New Year's Eve, we may still be in the imperial capital or not, and who will be around us.
Star stepped forward and opened the door.
Wearing a dark suit, Gu Qichen didn't even wear a coat.
His body no longer had the iron-blooded sternness of the past, but now he had a bit more of a suave and handsome look.
Watching quietly as he carried in the pile of boxes and bags in front of the door, Star locked the door and followed him in.
This is Gu Qichen's first time at Star's house.
After entering the door and looking around, he seemed to be familiar with the environment.
First, he sealed the dishes cooked by Aunt Sun with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. Then, he placed the portable gas stove he brought on the coffee table in the living room, "I'll make the army pot for you later! Eat while watching the party."
Army pot, let you experience how I have spent New Year's Eve these years, it is definitely a different experience!"
She watched helplessly as he took off his suit and threw it on the sofa in the living room. Then he took out an apron from the pile of bags he brought and tied it on.
Star folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen door, "Are you going to be a cook?"
Gu Qichen was stunned for a moment, then looked back at her, "Why, are you afraid that you won't be able to become the general's wife?"
Star:……
Star gave him a cold side glance, turned around and went to sit on the sofa.
In just over ten minutes, the coffee table in the living room was filled to the brim.
There is a portable gas stove in the middle, and hot pots are simmering all around.
Red beef and mutton slices.
Brown tripe meatballs.
Colorful assorted vegetables.
There are also canned cherries and yellow peaches that are crystal clear and plump.
On TV, the party kicked off, with festive colors of bright red and green accompanied by even more festive music.
Beside him, Gu Qichen had already piled the pot with vegetables, added water, and boiled the army pot he was talking about.
Is this different from hot pot?
Star stared at Gu Qichen, and when he said "Okay", Star picked up a chopstick and took a bite.
He couldn't help but frown.
There is still a difference.
It tastes much worse than hot pot.
Looking up again, he saw Gu Qichen taking one bite after another, the food was delicious.
Star lowered his head, his eyes flashing slightly.
As a dignified young man of the Gu family, what kind of delicacies have you never tasted?
In the past, he wouldn't have even looked at something like this, right?
But starting from the age of 18, this is what he can only eat on New Year's Eve.
Feeling a little astringent, Star picked up the vegetables and started eating.
I couldn't help but think of the ten years before returning to the imperial capital.
At that time, she was studying in Paris, and he went to Paris to see her.
She went to Milan to study, and he went to Milan again.
He was busy with the regiment all year round, and he almost never went home.
I save all my vacations every year, and except for a day or two back home, I spend the rest going abroad to accompany her.
When she returned to the imperial capital, he stopped saving up for vacation and came back when he had time.
Even if I come back, I may not be able to see her.
In the previous ten years, when the mountains were high and the emperor was far away, and I didn't know what tomorrow would be like, the two of them were together from morning to night, like conjoined twins.
Washing dishes can spark sparks in the kitchen.
But instead, they came back and the two of them became the most familiar strangers.
Even Qin Chizhou and the others saw that something was wrong with them.
Lu Changqing, is it worth it?
Still...do you want to persist?
The pendulum in my heart was swinging from side to side, and I didn't even know when I put down my chopsticks or when Gu Qichen cleared the table.
When Star came back to her senses, Gu Qichen had already come over with sobered red wine and sat at her feet.