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Because Ye Chen had his head down, he couldn't see the expression on his face at that moment. Yet for some reason, he felt that Ye Chen must look very aggrieved, like a fluffy little rabbit with drooping ears, appearing weak and unwilling to engage with anyone.
In reality, Ye Chen's face was expressionless.
That day, Pei Guanjing had promised to help him carry something, but when he glanced at Pei Guanjing's hands and waist, they were empty. It seemed that Pei Guanjing had forgotten.
He didn't know how to break this awkward silence. If he brought it up, what if Pei Guanjing felt embarrassed? But if he didn’t say anything, he would feel uncomfortable inside; after all, there were no festive goods for the New Year. How could he celebrate without them? So Ye Chen could only keep his head down in silence, thinking that perhaps he could find an opportunity during a meal to casually bring it up.
Fortunately, since Pei Guanjing entered the tent, he hadn't said a word, which eased Ye Chen's mind somewhat. However, the silence between them was still incredibly awkward.
For a moment, the only sounds were the bubbling of the clay pot and the crackling of burning charcoal in the fire pit.
Suddenly, Pei Guanjing's voice came from above: "Ye Chen."
His tone was light and soft, like fresh snow falling silently.
Ye Chen felt every cell in his body come alive in an instant, eager and waiting for what would come next.
Had he remembered?!
Ye Chen quickly raised his gaze, his bright eyes sparkling with anticipation as he looked at Pei Guanjing.
But Pei Guanjing only called out his name softly once and then fell silent again.
"…"
After a moment of waiting, it turned out that Pei Guanjing was simply waiting for him to sit down and eat.
Ye Chen grabbed a cushion and sat across from Pei Guanjing, beginning to eat.
For a long while, neither of them spoke a word, and only Ye Chen kept his head down, eating the rice in his bowl.
This year felt quieter than the Qingming Festival.
Did Pei Guanjing really not know that today was New Year's Eve? Surely he hadn’t forgotten to buy anything?
Eventually, Ye Chen became anxious, wishing he could grab Pei Guanjing by the neck and force him to confess whether he had bought anything! Of course, he didn’t have the courage to do that; he could only think about it in his mind.
In terms of patience, he was no match for Pei Guanjing. So in the end, Ye Chen raised his head.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Pei Guanjing smiling gently at him.
It was a very subtle smile, like pear blossoms illuminated by a faint moonlight—hardly noticeable unless one looked closely.
Ye Chen felt his face beginning to heat up again.
How long had he been staring at him? Did he have something on his face?
Ye Chen quickly wiped the corner of his mouth and found a grain of rice stuck there. Oh no, he had just embarrassed himself again!
But even after wiping it off, Pei Guanjing still wore that same expression, making Ye Chen’s heart race. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he forced a serious face and called out flatly, “Master.”
Come on, with such a serious expression on his own face, Pei Guanjing should really stop smiling. Couldn’t the esteemed master just give him a break?
Yet Pei Guanjing maintained that gentle curve of a smile. Then he reached out and handed Ye Chen an Oiled Paper Bag.
Ye Chen took it in confusion.
The tentacles were still warm, and then a familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
He excitedly opened the Oiled Paper Bag and found that it indeed contained Candied Chestnuts.
Candied Chestnuts! Every year when they first hit the market, he would buy several pounds at once, even if it meant suffering from constipation for days; he would insist on eating them.
He was absolutely a true fan of Candied Chestnuts.
A bag of Candied Chestnuts successfully made him forget the strange smile of Pei Guanjing from earlier.
Ye Chen lifted his head, his eyes crescent-shaped with a sweet smile: "Thank you, Master."
His naturally downturned eyes always squinted into slits when he smiled. This kind of smile was incredibly infectious; anyone watching could feel his joy.
Pei Guanjing observed how Ye Chen instantly transformed from a stern little old man into a bright, flower-like smile, and he couldn't help but feel more amused himself.
Today, he was heading to the street stronghold in the city.
Along the way, amidst the bustling crowd, passersby hurried along, their arms laden with bags filled with New Year goods. It suddenly dawned on him that today was already New Year's Eve.
Among the throng of people, a family of three stood out remarkably.
The husband carried a basket filled with pastries and oil packs, while the wife steadily held their child beside him. The child clutched a bag of Candied Chestnuts tightly in their hands, savoring them with such delight that they hardly lifted their little head.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think that perhaps children all had a special fondness for Candied Chestnuts.
Afterward, as he left the stronghold and passed through the long street in the city.
The streets were lined with various stalls selling New Year's goods, the sounds of vendors calling out filling the air.
Suddenly, amidst the clamor, he heard someone nearby selling Candied Chestnuts, the sweet aroma wafting through the cold wind.
He couldn't help but stop in his tracks, standing quietly in front of the stall for a moment, gazing at the steaming Candied Chestnuts. The image of Ye Chen's silent and awkward figure as he left the Military Camp two days ago flashed through his mind.
Today was New Year's Eve, a day for family reunions. Buying something for the child felt like a gesture of goodwill from an elder.
This was his first time celebrating the New Year with someone else.
In previous years, he had either been busy with missions or alone in the courtyard, quietly staring at the long-dead Hawthorn tree.
After pondering for a moment, he reached into his pouch, pulled out a few coins, and handed them to the vendor to buy a bag of Candied Chestnuts.
Let this be a New Year's gift from him as a master to his Disciple.
In truth, even he was reluctant to admit that the reason he bought this bag of Candied Chestnuts was that deep down, he wanted to make Ye Chen happy.
Like coaxing a child, he looked forward to seeing that pure and simple smile on his face.
At that moment, the scene before him unfolded just as he wished.
A bag of Candied Chestnuts effortlessly exchanged for Ye Chen's bright smile.
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