Wei Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, "You got me a gift?"
Su Li pouted, "How could I possibly forget about you? But compared to what you got me, mine seems so shabby, I'm almost embarrassed to show it."
"Hey, between us, what's all this talk about shabby or not? As long as it's from you, I love it. Come on, let me see it."
Su Li let go of him, thought for a moment, then decided to get a bag from the cabinet and handed it to him, "Here."
Wei Chengfeng eagerly opened the bag and took out a soft bundle from inside.
"A scarf?"
"Mm-hmm."
Unlike the usual high-end materials he wore, this scarf was hand-knitted from the most ordinary yarn. Wei Chengfeng looked at it and then asked, "Did you knit this?"
Su Li nodded shyly, "It's not done very well..."
But Wei Chengfeng stuffed the scarf into her hand, pointing at himself, "Help me put it on."
Su Li was momentarily stunned, then she squinted her eyes and smiled, tiptoeing to help him wear the scarf, "How is it, does it feel good?"
