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Song Yan narrowed her eyes again and looked at the scarf around Shu Changyu's neck. No, it was not an illusion.

He said in an excited tone: "Shu Changyu, you are here."

"Fourth Brother Shu." The twins shouted in unison.

Shu Changyu nodded slightly, walked up to Song Yan, stared at his face and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Song Yan raised a finger: "I only drank one glass."

Shu Changyu sneered: "You're drunk after just one glass. How dare you drink with such a high alcohol tolerance?"

Song Yan chuckled and said, "I'm happy and want to drink some wine."

Shu Changyu turned to look at An Qi: "Clean it up."

Before Shu Changyu entered the door, An Qi had already quickly put down his chopsticks and stood aside, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

Hearing Shu Changyu's instructions, An Qi quickly picked up the leftovers on the table and cleaned it up.

At this time, Yaya was yawning and feeling sleepy.

Seeing this, Song Zhengdu picked up Yaya and said, "Brother, Fourth Brother Shu, you guys chat, we're going back to the house."

Song Wanzhou wanted to stay longer, but when she saw Shu Changyu reaching out to touch Song Yan's face, her face suddenly turned red and she ran out of the house at the speed of wind.

Song Yan was a little tipsy, with a bit of heat on her face. Shu Changyu's hands felt cool and very comfortable. He unconsciously moved his face closer and rubbed them.

He then argued: "I was just a little dizzy, I wasn't drunk."

Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up and asked, "Shouldn't you be eating New Year's Eve dinner at home? Why are you here?"

Wouldn’t my uncle and aunt have any objections?

Shu Changyu said, "We've already had the New Year's Eve dinner, my parents and brothers are all in pairs at home, and I'm alone at home, how can you bear it?"

Song Yan was speechless for a moment. Was his mind a little confused because he was drunk?

It seems that what Shu Changyu said makes sense.

"Let's go, I'll take you out." Shu Changyu grabbed his hand and lifted him up.

"Go? Where to?" Song Yan was pulled out of the door by him, and only then did she react and asked slowly.

Shu Changyu did not answer, but took Song Yan out of the gate. In the night, a tall and mighty black horse came into view.

"Want to ride a horse?" Song Yan was a little stunned, "But I don't know how to ride a horse."

Shu Changyu jumped onto the horse's back, then stretched out his hand, ready to pull him on.

Song Yan was a little hesitant, but she reached out her hand, held Shu Changyu's hand tightly, and with his strength, she sat steadily on the horse's back.

After sitting down, Song Yan felt a little confused. He found that Shu Changyu was hugging him in front of him, and the position seemed a little wrong.

"Don't move." Shu Changyu patted his waist lightly, then squeezed the horse's belly. The black horse moved and began to gallop in the night.

The cold wind whistled by, bringing with it the unique harshness of winter. Song Yan's consciousness suddenly became much clearer when blown by the cold wind, and she realized that they were heading towards the mountain.

He said loudly: "Shu Changyu, where are we going?"

"We'll be there soon." Shu Changyu's voice was unclear in the wind.

Soon, they reached the halfway point of the mountain. Shu Changyu wanted to carry Song Yan off the horse, but he firmly refused.

He stepped on the pedal and jumped down by himself.

It was pitch black on the mountain. Song Yan squinted his eyes and looked around. He could vaguely see a wide open space and rolling hills in the distance. They looked particularly spectacular under the starlight.

The lights at the foot of the mountain flickered sporadically, embellishing the night.

Song Yan rubbed her hands in coldness: "Did you bring me here to see the stars?"

"Well, no." Shu Changyu took out a flare. With a sharp "whoosh" sound, the flare cut through the night sky and rose to mid-air.

As the flare sounded, a cluster of faint light rose into the air and suddenly bloomed with brilliant colors.

It's fireworks!

Then, dozens of fireworks rose into the sky, like brilliant stars falling from the sky, lighting up the dark night.

The small village at the foot of the mountain was instantly awakened, and the children cheered, jumping and shouting excitedly.

“There are fireworks!”

"Wow! It's fireworks. Such beautiful fireworks!"

Not to mention the children, even the adults came out to watch.

For them, such a fireworks feast can only be seen in the town during the Lantern Festival every year.

Song family.

The sound of fireworks broke the tranquility of the night, and the twins couldn't help but come out.

Song Wanzhou exclaimed: "Who set off the fireworks? They are so beautiful."

Song Zhengdu was also puzzled and guessed, "It shouldn't be from our village. It might have been put there by a local squire."

Fireworks bloomed in the night sky, colorful and in various shapes.

Some are like blooming flowers, some are like shooting stars across the sky, and some are cascading down like waterfalls, so beautiful that they are breathtaking.

The blooming of every firework was accompanied by people's exclamations and children's cheers, and the whole village was bustling with activity.

Halfway up the mountain.

Song Yan opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky.

He never thought that on such a cold and quiet night, such a spectacular scene would appear before his eyes.

"This... this is..." Song Yan stuttered, almost unable to organize her words.

Shu Changyu asked: "Do you like it?"

Song Yan was shocked, but also had a look of not knowing whether to laugh or cry on her face: "Why did you set off fireworks for me? This should be a surprise I prepared for you."

Shu Changyu's eyes reflected the bright light of the fireworks, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It doesn't matter who sets off the fireworks."

How is this different!

Song Yan was struggling inside. He really wanted to grab Shu Changyu's shoulders and shake him hard.

This makes him seem useless.

Recalling every detail of their love life, apart from giving Shu Changyu some snacks, he only gave her a scarf he had knitted himself.

And what about Shu Changyu?

They went out on a date and took Shu Changyu's carriage.

They went to a restaurant to eat and Shu Changyu paid the bill.

Even when Shu Changyu went out of town, he still brought back a cart of letters for him.

If it were still in modern times, they would probably be laughed at as "the eldest lady and her useless man."

No, no, Song Yan knocked his head. If he continued like this, he would really become Shu Changyu's kept gigolo.

He had to do something.

The fireworks lasted for half an hour, and Song Yan didn't even dare to think about how much silver was burned.

As the fireworks gradually faded away, the night sky returned to tranquility and darkness.

When Song Yan and Shu Changyu just returned to the foot of the mountain, they heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance.

It's early morning.

It was the beginning of the new year.

Song Yan said to Shu Changyu with great joy: "Shu Changyu, Happy New Year!"