This superpower is unreliable.

This year's New Year and Lunar New Year are very close, less than a month apart, so the holiday season began not long after we entered the new year.

What is different from the past is that during this long vacation Huang Chiyao left the dormitory earlier than his roommates and set out on the journey back home.

She sat in the car and looked out the window, she couldn't help but sigh, this should be her last long vacation in college. The last time she came back seemed to be just a few months ago, but what happened then seemed like a long time ago.

As the scenery on the road gradually became familiar, and overlapped more and more with the scenes in her mind, Huang Chiyao felt her thoughts becoming more and more complicated.

She deliberately got off the train early at a station that was still some distance from her home, intending to walk back slowly. She didn't quite know why she suddenly felt like walking such a long distance, perhaps because she was homesick. However, what she was thinking about was to take a good look at the scenery of her hometown, as she didn't know when she would come back next time.

Maybe she just didn't want to go back to her home so soon.

Huang Chi walked and walked until she came to the streets of the town. She looked at the dazzling array of New Year goods on the street stalls, and all the red and festive New Year decorations were hung along the way. She felt that the atmosphere of the approaching New Year seemed to be almost the same as her childhood memories. She still remembered that when she was a child, she and her brother would always pester her mother to buy the kind of fireworks that could be held in the hands, and what caught her eyes was other children begging their parents to buy a big bucket of sky rockets.

She couldn't help but smile knowingly. In the past, her mother would always relent and agree to buy her some small fireworks, but she had to hide them after buying them home, otherwise her father would scold her for wasting money if he saw them. Although fireworks could only be set off secretly, the moment she saw the fireworks blooming, the sky full of fireworks was her brightest memory of the whole year.

Huang Chiyao watched the child beg for a long time, and after his parents finally paid for the bucket of firecrackers that he had been holding in his arms and unwilling to let go, she could not help but follow them to the fireworks stall and casually picked up some traditional fireworks that she had played with as a child, and also added some new ones that she had never seen before. In the end, she had a bag of fireworks in her hand, which was heavy, but perfectly filled the little obsession in her heart with setting off fireworks in the New Year.

It is indeed the best to go home for the New Year. No matter how much suffering you have experienced in the past year, at the beginning of the New Year, the red color can always make people forget the pain temporarily, give people warmth and leave people with hope.

She took out her cell phone, first took a picture of the street scene, then took a picture of the bag of fireworks in her hand, and finally sent the photo to Wen Guzhi.

"Isn't it a lively town preparing for the New Year?"

"I bought some fireworks to set off on New Year's Eve."

Not long after, Wen Guzhi replied to several messages in succession.

"Are you home yet?"

"It's great, so lively. I don't think I've ever tried to set off fireworks myself."

"Once I'm done with what I'm doing, I'll come find you, okay? Wait for me."

Huang Chiyao smiled faintly, but when he saw the last two words, his expression dimmed slightly and he replied with a few words.

"No need to come over, wait until I get back."

After thinking about it, I felt that this reply was a bit harsh, so I added a sentence.

"I will definitely bring you back to celebrate the New Year next year, for sure."

In fact, she really wanted to bring Wen Guzhi to experience the New Year atmosphere of a small town, share with him the unique and beautiful memories that the New Year in her small town brought her, and share the happiness of her childhood with Wen Guzhi.

However, there was one thing she had to deal with first. If this matter could not be properly concluded, it would become an obstacle in her life and a stumbling block for her and Wen Guzhi to continue to be together.

After walking around for almost an hour, Huang Chiyao finally returned to her home. The faded couplets had been torn off, leaving only the mottled paper marks that were stuck tightly. It was estimated that after the general cleaning, new couplets would be posted. However, in previous years, the general cleaning should have started at this time. However, when she looked up, a few not-so-obvious spider webs were still hanging in the corners of the wall. I don't know if the general cleaning has not started yet or the cleaning is not thorough enough.

But Huang Chiyao knew very well that this situation would never happen to his mother if the cleaning was not thorough enough.

She once again recalled what her mother had said to her on the phone two weeks ago.

“Don’t go home for the New Year.”

Later, when she wanted to ask her mother what she meant by this and what would happen in the New Year, her mother would always avoid the question and never mentioned asking her not to go home.

This made Huang Chiyao even more certain that the challenges he would face this time when he returned home would be more severe than ever before.

She took a few slow, deep breaths and finally opened the door.

Unlike the expected first floor which was always dark, all the lights came on as soon as the door was opened. My younger brother was sitting on the stairs with a rag, probably wiping the handrail. When he heard the noise, he looked back with a look of surprise.

"Sister! You're back!"

"Why are you so good this year and doing the cleaning by yourself?" Huang Chi closed the door and walked over. "Where are my parents?"

"Upstairs." Huang Yaohui pursed his lips, "My mother's feet hurt a little, so my father asked me to sweep the entire building by myself these few days."

When Huang Chiyao heard his brother say that his mother's feet hurt, he became a little nervous, "What's wrong with mom's feet hurting? I didn't hear her mention it yesterday."

"I just bumped into it accidentally yesterday." Huang Yaohui continued to clean the stair railing. "It's not serious, just swollen."

As he said that, he waved the rag in his hand and said, "Sister, go up and put the things away quickly. Call me when it's time to eat."

"I'll come down and wipe it with you later."

Unexpectedly, when Huang Chiyao finished speaking, Huang Yaohui's mouth became even more pouty, as if he was complaining, but there was a little more worry in his eyes, "You don't have the chance to clean up with me. Dad seems to have other things for you to do. Sister, you..."

"Don't pout. You're already in high school, why are you still so spoiled?" Huang Chiyao interrupted Huang Yaohui and pinched his face hard. Then he picked up the fireworks in his hand and shook them at Huang Yaohui. "I bought these. Are you happy? Let's play together after worshiping the gods on New Year's Eve."

When Huang Yaohui saw the bag of fireworks, his eyes lit up and he immediately took the bag and looked through it with a smile on his face. However, after a few seconds, he lowered his head and whispered, "Don't take it up there. Dad will definitely scold you if he sees it. Let's find a place to put it first and let's set it off secretly."

"No, I'm going to take it to him." Huang Chiyao picked up the bag of fireworks again in Huang Yaohui's arms. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but his eyes looked upstairs.

"This year, I want my dad to watch us set off the fireworks."