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Is he angry?

…I don’t think so.

Still too busy?

Jiang Deng was a little distracted. He stared at the input box of the chat interface with Zhou Wu on his phone for a long time. In the end, he didn't type a single word and locked the phone and threw it aside.

The Spring Festival Gala has begun.

Although Jiang Deng has never been very interested in the Spring Festival Gala, he would turn on the TV just for the fun, and then watch it carefully when it comes to the dance program.

It would have been better if she hadn’t quarreled with Zhou Wu, if this could be considered a quarrel, or a cold war.

Will she have to go back to Zhou’s house every year to celebrate the New Year when she is with Zhou Wu in the future?

To be honest, she didn't really want to.

Why did he suddenly get angry? No matter how busy or angry he was, there was no reason for him not to reply to the message. It was just that he didn't agree to go back to Zhou's house with him. What was the big deal?

He had a good temper before, and even when he got angry occasionally, it was never directed at me.

Jiang Deng was thinking about a lot of random things. Although his eyes were looking at the TV screen, his pupils were not focused and his mind had already flown away.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, there were constant popping sounds of fireworks and firecrackers. It was impossible to tell how far away they were, as they came one after another and it felt like they were everywhere in the east, west, south and north, making the night sky outside much brighter, even drowning out the joyful New Year greetings from the Spring Festival Gala host on TV.

No matter what, the festive atmosphere is strong.

But in this overwhelming noise, Jiang Deng felt an inexplicable loneliness, and... a sense of grievance that slowly grew from the bottom of his heart.

Really annoying!

This was her first year with Zhou Wu, how could he treat her like this? !

unacceptable!

Before she's in the second year of junior high school... No, ignore him for the next week!

Jiang Deng blinked hard, pulled the small blanket covering him closer, leaned on the sofa in the living room, and gradually fell asleep amid the noise.

……

"Auntie Wang, Happy New Year."

"Mr. Zhou, Happy New Year." Aunt Wang came over with a smile, deliberately lowering her voice, "The young lady fell asleep halfway through watching TV..."

Zhou Wu followed Aunt Wang's line of sight and saw Jiang Deng leaning against the back of the sofa with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly.

He came here in a hurry, and after having dinner at his grandparents' house, he sneaked away on the pretext of something. He drove all the way here thinking about Jiang Deng, and only now did he have time to catch his breath.

As a result, she was fine and felt very comfortable.

He originally felt sorry for her being alone at home with no one to accompany her, feeling lonely and sad, but it turned out that it was all just his fantasy.

Zhou Wu smiled helplessly, not wanting to wake her up. He held his breath and moved closer to stroke the hair that fell on the side of her face. He found a seat not far from Jiang Deng and sat down, watching the Spring Festival Gala with the tea that Aunt Wang had made.

Jiang Deng was sleeping soundly until the cell phone rang suddenly beside her ear, waking her up suddenly.

Before I even opened my eyes, my hand subconsciously reached for my phone:

"Hey."

"Jiang Deng, did you see the New Year's greetings I sent you? Happy New Year, what are you doing now? I heard someone say that you caused a big scene in your hometown this afternoon, is that true?!"

Before Jiang Deng could react, he was stunned by the long string of words coming at him from the opposite side.

"Hey! Can you hear me? It's a bit noisy over here..."

Jiang Deng finally came to his senses:

"...I heard it. I just fell asleep and just woke up. I haven't recovered yet. Lingran, Happy New Year!"

"You're asleep so early? Well, let's not talk about it for now. My mom is calling me... I'm here!"

There was a noisy and chaotic voice coming from the microphone, and then it was quickly hung up.

Jiang Deng lowered his head and rubbed his sore eyes, then looked at the message bar and time on his phone again, put it down, and felt a little emo again.

I was so angry. Ling Ran knew to call him, but why didn't he send any message? !

What a rubbish boyfriend, he’s even worse than her best friend!

Jiang Deng angrily pounded the blanket beneath him.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly approached from the side, accompanied by a familiar male voice with a smile:

"Happy New Year, Yu!"

Almost at the same time, the old-fashioned wall clock struck midnight and fireworks rang outside the villa.