He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Hearing the old lady's words, Song Zhi didn't say much, mainly because she was afraid of saying too much and letting something slip, which would definitely worry the two old people.

To avoid worrying the old man, she nodded perfunctorily, "Of course, he's very well-behaved."

Before the old lady could say anything more, Song Zhi spoke first: "Alright, Grandma, sit down and rest. I'll turn on the TV for you to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

As she spoke, she turned on the TV in the ward, then went to the bathroom to get water to wipe Song's father's face and hands.

After her father fell asleep, she sat quietly on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala with him.

Time passed by, and Song Zhi checked the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

She glanced at the old lady, who already seemed somewhat drowsy.

Song Zhi leaned closer and gently patted her awake: "Grandma, let's go home now."

The old lady became slightly more alert: "What time is it now?"

"It's eleven o'clock, it's very late. Shall I take you home to rest?"

The old man shook his head: "I promised to stay here with your dad, and I'll go back tomorrow."

The old lady insisted on staying to celebrate the New Year. Fortunately, there was a bed in the ward specifically for caregivers, so Song Zhi had no choice but to arrange for the old lady to rest on the bed.

Afterwards, Song Zhi walked alone to the balcony and gazed at the dark night sky.

I wonder what Fu Lu is doing now.

Is he perhaps playing mahjong with his family right now?

Thinking of this, Song Zhi couldn't help but pick up her phone and browse through her contacts, which contained only a handful of people.

In that instant, a strange sense of loneliness welled up in her heart, and she suddenly realized that she had not made many true friends in her life.

Xiao Wan, who was once the only person he could confide in, has now betrayed their friendship.

Just as Song Zhi was lost in thought, a notification message suddenly appeared on WeChat.

She subconsciously clicked on it and saw that it was indeed a message from Attorney Fu.

The screen showed that, just as Song Zhi had guessed, he was happily playing mahjong with his family, and even Fu Ya's familiar face appeared in the frame.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Song Zhi suddenly felt envious.

She had never dared to imagine such an atmosphere.

Will I be able to join such a warm and welcoming family someday?

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

It was a New Year's greeting from Gu Lechi.

Looking at the red envelope transfer, Song Zhi smiled helplessly and then edited a reply.

Song Zhi: [Happy New Year, Orchestra.]

Gu Lechi: [Happy New Year, Zhizhi, here's your New Year's red envelope, hurry up and accept it.]

Song Zhi: [I won't accept the red envelope; the sentiment is enough.]

Gu Lechi: [Accept if you consider me a friend, otherwise I'll get angry.]

Upon seeing Gu Lechi's words, Song Zhi sighed helplessly and finally clicked "receive payment".

Song Zhi: [Thank you (*^▽^*)]

Then I added some more money and transferred the red envelope.

Gu Lechi: [What do you mean?]

Song Zhi: [New Year's red envelope, hurry up and accept it.]

Gu Lechi: [...]

Song Zhi smiled, her lips curving upwards.

Although I didn't have any close friends, I met Lawyer Fu.

Even now, Song Zhi still feels like she's dreaming, like it's not real.

She opened Fu Lu's chat window and looked at the message he sent over and over again before she realized it was real.

The fantasies I had in my youth have truly come true.

Although Fu Lu wasn't by her side this New Year, Song Zhi felt very happy.

She didn't message Fu Lu, afraid of disturbing his mahjong game.

Just as she was about to log out of WeChat, Xiao Wan's message notification popped up.

Song Zhi opened Xiao Wan's chat window.

Xiao Wan: [Zhizhi, Happy New Year.]

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, then replied with a "Happy New Year".

Facing Xiao Wan, going back to the past relationship is impossible, so it's fine as it is.

Looking out the window, you can see clusters of colorful and dazzling fireworks blooming in the night sky. They burst open in the darkness like blooming flowers, decorating the entire night sky like a dream.

Song Zhi tilted her head slightly, gazing at the large clock atop the Twin Towers not far away, and cheerfully began to count down in sync.

As the New Year's bells finally rang, the cell phone that Song Zhi was holding tightly in her hand also rang at just the right moment.

She frantically pressed the call button and anxiously held the phone close to her ear.

All that could be heard on the other end of the phone was Fu Lu's slightly excited and agitated voice, along with a cacophony of background noise: "Song Xiaozhi!"

Song Zhi subconsciously raised her voice and replied, "Yes, I'm listening!"

Immediately afterwards, Fu Lu was heard shouting at the top of his lungs, "Kid, Happy New Year! I'm the first person to say Happy New Year to you personally!"

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback at first, then couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle softly, saying gently, "Happy New Year!"

However, Fu Lu continued to shout passionately, "Song Zhi, I love you!"

Song Zhi felt her breath catch in her throat, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.

She gripped her phone tightly, her fingers turning slightly white from the force, and she could even clearly feel the dampness and warmth emanating from her palm.

For a moment, my mind went blank, as if all my thoughts had been disrupted by this sudden confession, and I had no idea how to respond.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Lu felt a surge of anxiety as he watched Song Zhi remain silent for a long time.

He couldn't help but raise his voice and continue shouting, "Song Xiaozhi, did you hear what I said?"

The sound traveled through the receiver to Song Zhi's ears, making her eardrums buzz.

Song Zhi snapped out of her daze and replied, "I heard you."

Fu Lu remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

But Song Zhi just held her phone quietly without saying a word.

Only the dazzling fireworks in the night sky rose and fell, making crackling sounds.

The dazzling light shone on her face, making her originally fair cheeks flush slightly.

Fu Lu waited patiently on the other end of the phone, but time passed by, and Song Zhi never spoke again.

After a long while, he finally couldn't suppress his emotions and said softly again, "Zhizhi, I love you, can you hear me?"

These words gently touched Song Zhi's heart, causing her cheeks to involuntarily flush.

Song Zhi subconsciously reached out and touched her burning face, pondering to herself.

Why are you suddenly saying so many sweet nothings?

Could it be that Lawyer Fu drank too much today?

Thinking of this, she lowered her head shyly, squatted on the balcony, covered her phone tightly with her hand, and whispered, "I heard you."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's response, Fu Lu on the other end of the phone sighed softly, his tone revealing a hint of disappointment and helplessness: "Is that all you wanted to say?"