Is Queen of the Movies open today?

On New Year's Eve, the streets were too deserted, and there were almost no people on the road. Fortunately, she had driven back, otherwise, it would be troublesome for her to go home after nearly half an hour's drive.

After starting the car, Xia Chan swept the snow from the front window, started to leave the community, and headed home.

On the way, Xia Chan looked sideways at the falling snow outside the window.It was already past the coldest time, but I didn’t expect that there would be another drop on New Year’s Eve, and the temperature should drop in the next few days.

After parking the car in the garage, Xia Chan trotted into the elevator. The first thing she did when she entered the door was to pour herself a cup of hot water.

She didn't expect it to snow suddenly, and she wasn't dressed so thickly.

There are no warm holiday lights at home, and there are no steaming dumplings just out of the pan, and she doesn't have a TV at home. She doesn't want to watch the gala with her tablet, so she just sits on the sofa and watches TV dramas without turning on anything.

It's too deserted, even if you usually like to be alone quietly, you will still feel deserted in this kind of happy family reunion day.

After sitting for a long time, she was really hungry and didn't eat much at home. She opened the refrigerator and looked through the vegetables and meat that had been stored before.

She has been used to being self-reliant since she was a child. During the summer vacation of the university, she went to the mountainous area to interview with the seniors from the club. She made the dumplings they ate while camping.

I remember being praised by them as being able to go up to the living room and down to the kitchen. A group of people spent more than a month in the mountains, and when they came out, they were all black as carbon.

At that time, the hard work was all hard work, but it seemed that there was endless energy. No matter how difficult the environment was, as long as we overcome it together, we can find fun.

A group of people cooperate and support each other for one goal, not to mention how excited they are.

It's a pity that there will be no such opportunities after graduation. Adults' minds are weighing every day. Even now that she has achieved a big step in her goal, she still has to be overwhelmed by life.

Thinking of this, Xia Chan sighed slightly.

Putting the meat on the cutting board, she was just about to cut it when she suddenly thought that there was a widowed child just like her next door.

After all, we are all poor people and friends, and it is not impossible to get together to keep each other warm in such a happy day.

Thinking of this, Xia Chan got up and opened the door, and knocked on the door next door.

After a long time, the other party opened the door slowly. Judging by his expression, he should have been lying down early, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the noise from the firecrackers and fireworks outside the window.

In the center of the city, although there are clear regulations on setting off fireworks and firecrackers, the traditional festival tradition is like this, and the festive atmosphere is strong. This day can also be an exception.

"What's the matter?" He opened the door, the expression on his face didn't change, but his eyes showed upset and sleepiness.

"Shall we make dumplings?" She raised her eyes and looked at him with great interest, her pupils were shining brightly, as if a little bit of light was shining, he froze for a moment, his head cleared up a bit.

He suddenly thought, she came home, why did she appear here again?

Maybe it was because this day was too special, or maybe it was because her expression was too sincere, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't directly refuse, but paused for a few seconds, and let her push the door into the living room.

"Do you have meat at home?" Xia Chan turned around and walked into the kitchen quite familiarly, opened the refrigerator door and took a look, except for refreshing mineral water, it was ordinary mineral water, or bread and eggs, she opened her eyes from top to bottom , no vegetables, no meat.

Is this person a single-celled animal?Can only ingesting this kind of thing meet his daily consumption?

Because of work reasons, he doesn’t like meat very much, and vegetables are too troublesome, so there are not enough at home, and the refrigerator is just a storage tool rather than a fresh-keeping tool. He has been like this for so many years, and he doesn’t think there is anything wrong with him. wrong.

"Forget it, why don't you feel wronged and go to my house to pack?"

Gu Qinghui paused for two seconds, thinking of the mess Xiao Bo left in his living room that day, and thinking of Xiao Bo's living area in her living room, he felt creepy and shook his head.

"Okay, then wait for me." After saying that, Xia Chan went home, took shrimp, pork and celery from the refrigerator, put them in a bag and carried them to the next door, and shook them in front of Gu Qinghui, "If you don't like If you eat meat, eat shrimp."

Gu Qinghui stared at the unsanitary meat and vegetables, and was stunned for two seconds, but couldn't resist her enthusiasm, so he could only propose to wash the vegetables himself.

It has to be said that as expected of this job, dissection is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. Gu Qinghui's peeled shrimp is round and complete, and the cut celery is similar in size and finely chopped.

Xia Chan couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

On the way, she found that there was no flour in Gu Qinghui's house, so Xia Chan ran back again, took half a bag of flour, passed by the living room, and almost kicked Xiao Li, who was sleeping soundly.

Xia Chan was kneading the noodles with gloves on, while Gu Qinghui was carefully chopping the meat.

"Gu Qinghui, have you always celebrated the New Year by yourself?"

"Yeah." He lowered his head and concentrated on cutting the meat. The gloves separated him and the meat into two worlds, which made him feel at ease, and he didn't pay special attention to Xia Chan's emotion when she asked this question.

Pitiful.Xia Chan silently sighed in her heart, fortunately he met her this year.

Xia Chan stayed with Haomian for a while, and saw that there was a rather large LCD TV in Gu Qinghui's home, so she turned it on. For a moment, the whole living room was filled with laughter from the gala. At the moment, a sketch was being broadcast live, in which the uncle performed It was so funny that Xia Chan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Within two seconds, Gu Qinghui took a mask and covered her face.

This is how disgusting.

The two moved the chopping board to the coffee table and sat on the floor with a pillow. Gu Qinghui couldn't resist her, so she forced him to the side. She patiently taught her how to wrap dumplings. He was very transparent about work, but the face For a dumpling, it is either leaking or too ugly, and there is always no way to do it.

"You are too stupid." Xia Chan couldn't help making fun of him.

Soon the dumplings came out of the pan, and two people each had a bowl, and sat at the dining table to eat.

There was some heat in front of the table, and the fireworks outside the window were in full bloom, illuminating the room for an instant.

Through the steaming heat, Xia Chan felt that Gu Qinghui seemed to be more popular.

He doesn't even know how to make dumplings. I can't imagine how he managed to come here for so many years.

"Gu Qinghui, shall we celebrate the New Year together in the future?"

After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized how easy this sentence was to cause misunderstandings, but Gu Qinghui didn't seem to realize this.

"I still want to go to bed early." He said reluctantly.

"Cut," Xia Chan pretended to be disdainful, looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, raised her head, and asked, "Are you keeping watch?"

"Do not keep."

"It's so boring not to watch the night. It happens to be with me today, and I won't sleep until after twelve o'clock."

After dinner, Gu Qinghui went to clean up the kitchen, while Xia Chan sat on the sofa, the two of them sat in a corner, and it was twelve o'clock.

Before going home, Ding Ruo specially froze a bag of dumplings for Xia Xi. Knowing that she was too lazy to wrap them, he divided them up and saved them. When he wanted to eat, he just opened the bag and threw it into the pot to cook.

Ding Ruo took a break from his busy schedule to make a video call to her. Xia Xi was lying on the sofa and just finished eating a bowl of dumplings, feeling a bit full.

Looking at Ding Ruoran's lively family on the video call, as well as his older sister and younger brother scrambling to talk to her, Ding Ruo chased them away while laughing.

"Go ahead, you want to make a video after you have signed photos? It's a beautiful idea."

"There's nothing wrong with saying a few words." Xia Xi laughed and cleared her throat, "Happy New Year, kids."

"Sister Xia Xi, Happy New Year." Several children greeted politely and neatly, and the parents laughed together.

"Ruo Ruo, didn't I tell you to bring Xia Xi home to celebrate the New Year together this year, how lonely it is to celebrate the New Year alone." In the kitchen, Ding Ruo's mother couldn't help complaining, Xia Xi smiled.

Ding Ruo's character is quite like her mother, and their family is also so warm and simple. In front of them, she is not a so-called star, but just a friend of their children.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your kindness. I will definitely go back with Ruoruo to see you next year."

At the end of the chat, Ding Ruo was urged to eat, and she hung up the phone reluctantly.

Xia Xi was lying on the bed, and the gala was playing on TV. She felt bored and almost fell asleep lying on the sofa.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

She looked at the time, it was ten o'clock at night, who would show up at her door so late?

Seeing the man in a black coat outside the door through the small lens on the door, Xia Xi couldn't help but turn red for a moment.

Xia Xi opened the door and looked at him in surprise.

"Stupid?" He asked with a smile, with a chill on his body.

Some snowflakes fell on his shoulders, she stretched out her hand and patted his arm tentatively, the touch was cold but real.

"How did you come?"

He just entered the door, turned around and closed the door, took off his coat, and said casually.

"What's the point of a group of people perfunctorily eating?" He waited until his body warmed up a little before he moved to her side and hugged her, "I don't have you."

"But you are the head of the family, it would be inappropriate not to be on this occasion."

"You said that I am the head of the family, why, the head of the family doesn't even have the right to speak?" He circled her and patted her on the back lightly, "Besides, who doesn't want to end quickly Go home? I just helped them."

He hugged her back and sat down on the sofa, and watched the gala with her. The night was deep and quiet, and they didn't realize it was twelve o'clock until the endless sound of firecrackers came from outside the window.

A new year begins.

Standing in front of the window, everyone looks out of the window. The old is gone and the new is coming.

Looking at the sky full of fireworks blooming in front of her eyes, Xia Xi's eyes were shining brightly. She was wearing a sweater and stood beside him with a somewhat thin body.

"Xia Xi, this is the first New Year that I can hug you."

This is not the first time they have celebrated the New Year together, as early as when they were ten years old, they had crossed the New Year together.

At that time, he thought, if he was free, he could hold this little girl in his arms and watch the night sky with fireflies, wind, frost, rain and snow together.

But their first year as a fiancé has just begun.

There is still a long way to go.