Young year

In fact, I didn't realize that yesterday was Xiaonian, no one at home told me, and I didn't watch TV.My friend said he had a fever, so I wrapped myself in a down jacket and went out to the hospital.After tossing around, he drew blood and leaned on my shoulder to yawn. After the test, he prescribed some medicine and went home.

I sent him back. My home is in Nancheng and his home is in another district. I drove to the junction of the two districts.At the big intersection, the lights on the colorful trees looked strangely lively, but in fact there was no one there.

It's late, it's New Year's Eve, there are few people on the street, the lights are dark and we wait for the traffic lights.It doesn't matter which area is in this area, it's a lawless place, so the red light is extraordinarily long.

He coughed twice, and I turned my head to look at him.

Oh, he meant to kiss me.

"To my house?" he asked.

I said otherwise, I will transport the coal to the kiln for you?

"Pfft," he laughed, "I mean stay at my house, it's quite late."

I didn't speak, and he added a few words: "I have dumplings, do you want to eat? I will fry two dumplings for you."

I said I'll fry it, you just need to lie down and sweat.

"Do you mean promise?" He asked again.

Annoyed, he asked knowingly.

—— "Little Year"