This superpower is unreliable.

"boom!"

One or two bursts of firecrackers, some long and some short, were heard in the distance. After the firecrackers were burned out, the "crackling" echoes would linger in the sky for a few seconds before gradually dissipating. However, the barking of dogs awakened by the sound of firecrackers would continue, and after a while of symphony with the echoes, until no other sounds were heard, the whole town fell into silence again. There were no vehicles passing on the road, and only the occasional gusts of cold wind could wake people up.

At 3 a.m. on the first day of the Chinese New Year, Huang Chiyao and his family of four were preparing to offer sacrifices in front of their house. According to the perpetual calendar, this was an auspicious time to open the door and welcome the God of Wealth.

However, the door of Huang Chiyao's house, which was usually closed all year round, was opened on New Year's Eve. According to her family's previous customs, the worship of the Heavenly Palace would start on New Year's Eve, and the door would remain open until the second day of the New Year. After the worship on the second day of the New Year, relatives would come to pay New Year's greetings one after another.

At this time, in front of the open door, there was a table full of offerings, and the flames of incense and candles were dancing, filling the cold winter with smoke. After toasting, burning blessing paper, and finally setting off firecrackers.

Ever since his younger brother Huang Yaohui entered junior high school, he had always been the one to light the firecrackers, and this year was no exception. However, just as Huang Yaohui was about to light the firecrackers hanging from the third floor after lighting a stick of incense, Huang Chiyao suddenly had an idea and stopped him.

"let me try."

"Sister? Do you dare?"

“Experience it.”

After saying that, she took the incense stick from Huang Yaohui's hand, took a look at it, and then put it back into the incense burner. Then she picked up the lighter on the table, tried pressing it a few times, then walked under the firecracker, held an arm's length away, and lit the lighter at the fuse. The fuse instantly turned into an inverted meteor and shot up.

The night sky, which had originally returned to silence, suddenly burst into the unique sounds of the New Year again.

"Crack, crackle, crackle!"

The sound of firecrackers made my head hurt, and red dust scattered all over the sky like torn petals.

Huang Chi shook his head and looked at the family standing behind him. His younger brother was jumping around with his ears covered excitedly; his mother was also covering her ears with a smile on her face, her eyes always on her and her younger brother; and his father also rarely relaxed his tightly pursed lips, gazing at the firecrackers with a gentle expression, feeling the joy that happens once a year.

She couldn't help but grin, put down her hands that were covering her ears, and shouted out a very ordinary blessing with all her strength.

"May all go well with you!"

But in an instant it was drowned out by the loud sound of firecrackers, and only the faintest sound remained in Huang Chi's throat, and in the end, only she heard it.

Amid the smell of gunpowder that filled his entire nasal cavity, the sound of firecrackers that made his head dizzy, the hot red rain, and the bone-piercing cold wind, Huang Chiyao actually felt the peace and warmth of family strangely.

It was probably a rare sense of family cohesion that included the father.

After the worship was over and the food was put away, Huang Chiyao immediately went to take out the bag of fireworks.

"Let's set off fireworks together!"

Huang Yaohui first glanced secretly at Huang Guojian, and when he saw that he had no special reaction, he walked over and took the fireworks from Huang Chiyao's hand.

Huang Chiyao looked at his father, whose brows were slightly furrowed but whose expression was still calm, and couldn't help but ask, "Dad? Want to play together?"

Since she could remember, she had rarely made any invitations to her father, and she blurted out this question without thinking. She didn't feel any regret after asking it, thinking that her father wouldn't scold her so harshly on the first day of the Chinese New Year.

As a result, Huang Guojian did not scold her, but just said lightly: "You guys have fun by yourselves, I'll go back and sleep for a while."

After saying that, he went upstairs without looking back.

Huang Chiyao stood there in a daze, then turned to look at Lin Jinluo, "Mom?"

Lin Qinluo just patted her and Huang Yaohui's heads and said with a smile: "You guys go play, I'll move the table back after the incense and candles are burned out."

The little bit of family cohesion that had risen in Huang Chiyao's heart disappeared in an instant like the smoke from incense and candles.

However, perhaps it was just a sudden illusion, but it made her feel that she had made some progress compared to before.

"Sister! I want to set off this!" The heartless Huang Yaohui directly took out the longest row of fireworks from the bag and brought Huang Chi back to his senses.

Although this year it was still just her and her brother setting off the fireworks together, she couldn't help but want that person to see it as well since they could do so openly in front of their own house.

"Wait, let me take a video."

Huang Chiyao took out his mobile phone and actually made a request for a video call. The camera was not facing his face, but at the fireworks that were stuck in the ground and were about to be ignited.

In fact, she was not sure whether the other person was free or what he was busy with, but she really wanted to share her feelings at the moment with him.

I called the first time, but no one answered.

"Sister, are you ready?" Huang Yaohui's thumb was on the flint wheel of the lighter, waiting for Huang Chi to shake the command, "Haven't you found a good shooting angle yet?"

"hold on."

Before Huang Chiyao could send another video call request, the other party called in. She immediately shouted to Huang Yaohui, "Let go!"

At the same time, the connect button was pressed.

"Wing shake?"

"Whoosh!"

"Oh!"

The camera on the mobile phone followed the fireworks as they leaped and exploded. The brilliant fireworks spread outward into a tree in the darkness, and then starlight fell, like gold dust scattered in the night sky. Before it had dispersed, another firework of a different color rose into the sky and bloomed.

She shouted at the person she had been thinking about day and night who appeared on the screen.

"Happy New Year!"

It wasn't until a firework burned out that a whisper came from the phone.

"Happy New Year."

Huang Chi turned back to filming himself with the front camera, looking at the sparkling eyes on the smiling face on the screen. His heartbeat quickened with the sound of the next firework rising into the sky.

"Miss you."

The sigh coming from the phone made Huang Chiyao feel as if a wave of heat was rushing up her face. She took a deep breath, and then, regardless of anything, she conveyed the words that were now flooding her heart, accompanied by the fireworks above her head.

"Revisiting the past, I hope I can celebrate the New Year with you next year. I love you."

After saying that, he blew a kiss in a cool manner and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Huang Chiyao placed the phone against his chest and took a long breath to try to calm his intense heartbeat, but found that he couldn't slow down.

You're being too cool.

But...it seemed like this was the first time she said this to Wen Guzhi.

"Sister, are you still going to take pictures? I want to try something else!" After Huang Yaohui had used up a whole row of long-tube fireworks, she turned around and was about to try out other types, but she stopped what she was doing.

Huang Chi shook his head in confusion, "If you want to play, just take it out and play."

"Yellow Wings Shake."

She turned her head slowly.

Huang Guojian was standing behind her, with his back to the light. The fireworks in the sky had long been extinguished. Huang Chiyao couldn't see clearly what her father's expression was from his dark face. She could only hear the cold words he said.

"Come up here."