What year is this eve

After the final exam, the winter vacation is coming soon.

Wrapped in a blanket, Cen Jin was correcting the test paper while sneezing. The children’s handwriting is too ugly nowadays, and Cen Jin teaches Chinese. Only by being careful and careful can he see what the students wrote, so that other teachers It's almost finished, and his changes are less than half.

The phone on the table vibrated, and Cen Jin picked it up: "Hello?"

"you are sick?"

"No, I just have a cold."

"Wait at home, I'll go see you."

"No, it will be fine in two days, you don't need to come over, just go about your business."

Jiang Chen hung up the phone directly, Cen Jin sneezed again, turned to the computer screen, and tirelessly corrected the test paper.

When Jiang Chen opened the door and came in, what he saw was a poor Cen Jin, who was wrapped in a blanket miserably, and was holding a computer to correct the test papers. The toilet paper in the trash can was almost full, and he was still typing. Sneezing.

"Have you taken medicine?"

"Eat, didn't you say that you don't need to come here? Why do you still come all the way here?"

Jiang Chen walked behind him, hugged Cen Jin from behind through the sofa, and said, "Jin Jin, move to live with me."

"No, I live here fine."

"Come and live with me, I will know immediately if you are sick or have an accident, and it is also close to your school, okay?"

"I don't want it anymore... It's fine if I move to your house."

"After that, are you going to separate from me in the future? I gave you the key, but you never go. "

"With my identity, I can't get too close to you guys. Let's wait until Jiang Yang graduates, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Chen sat next to him and asked, "How did Jiang Yang do in the exam?"

"I don't know yet, the computer changed the paper, and I don't know which one belongs to him."

"Shall I change it for you?"

"How about that, go and sit far away, the test papers cannot be shown to outsiders."

"I'm an outsider?"

"Ah Choo! You are a wife, please stay away from me, and don't infect you again."

"fine."

"Ahei! Ahei! Ahei!"

Cen Jinsheng twisted his nose unrequitedly, Jiang Chen hugged him and asked, "Did you not take your medicine?"

"Eat it, I didn't lie to you, it just doesn't seem to work very well."

The result was that Jiang Chen took him to the hospital for a check-up, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor was exactly the same as the one Cen Jin bought at the pharmacy. Cen Jin asked, "Look, I said it's unnecessary, right?"

"Just check it out so I can rest assured."

Cen Jin muttered something, Jiang Chen asked, "What did you say?"

"I said! I'm afraid you raised me as your son!"

Jiang Chen almost laughed, then hugged him and said, "Today, you don't tell me when you're sick, and you don't tell me when you're sad, so what's the use of having me as a boyfriend?"

"Be sober, Uncle Jiang, you are not my boyfriend yet."

"Sooner or later, yes, today and today, I will love you and love you, you can rely on me, you can...you don't have to be so strong."

Cen Jin sniffled, held Jiang Chen tightly, and said, "I'm so sick, this cold is so annoying, it's been a week and it's still not good, my nose hurts from sneezing, and my head hurts too."

Jiang Chen touched him distressedly: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm afraid you despise me."

"have a bee in one's bonnet."

"You're so busy at work, you can't just hang around me every day, man, how can you bow down to your boyfriend for a little ailment!"

"Boy friend."

"You heard wrong."

"Boyfriend, let me share a little for you."

Cen Jin shouted, "What are you doing!"

"What are you doing! Go away! No kissing! No kissing!"

In the end, he was still eaten and wiped clean, and lay limp on Jiang Chen's lap. Jiang Chen asked, "How about going to my house for the New Year?"

"Aren't you celebrating the New Year with your family?"

"I want to go with my parents and I want to take you with me."

"No, you will definitely be kicked out by your uncle and aunt."

"They are too old to drive you away."

Cen Jin said: "Do you understand respecting the old and loving the young?"

"Seriously, are you going?"

"Still not."

Jiang Chen said: "Well, there will be opportunities in the future, not in this year."

After a week of careful care by Jiang Chen, Cen Jin's minor illness is finally cured, and the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer.

Cen Jin went shopping alone in the supermarket and bought things for the New Year. He has spent many New Year's Eves by himself. Cen got used to it this morning, but this year is different.

Jiang Chen was very busy and could only make phone calls in his free time, Cen Jin expressed his understanding.

New Year's Eve is coming soon, and fireworks are not allowed in the urban area, but Cen Jin lives far outside the urban area, and people in the community are setting off fireworks downstairs, children babbling and running around, and every household looks happy.

In the Jiang family's old house, the family quietly ate the New Year's Eve dinner.

The elderly in the family rested early, finished the New Year's Eve dinner early, and went back to their rooms to rest. The remaining family of three looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yang Man said: "I have nothing to do and I went up to rest."

The father and son sat opposite each other, and Jiang Yang said, "Why don't we go up to rest too?"

"what time is it."

"Nine o'clock."

"Come with me."

"Where?"

"Go to your teacher Cen's house for the New Year."

Jiang Yang trotted behind him, and said excitedly: "Damn! Comrade Jiang Chen, I really admire you! You are such a man!"

"Don't talk nonsense, get in the car."

At nine o'clock, pick up something, drive faster, and have a good year at Cen Jin's house.

Jiang Chen drove to a dessert shop to pick up the ordered cake, and then sped on the road.

Jiang Yang hugged the cake and yelled: "Don't drive so fast! Ahhh! I'm scared to death!"

"To shut up."

"I don't want to die for the Chinese New Year! Can you slow down! I'm scared!"

Jiang Chen stepped up the accelerator: "Shut up."

"Ahh! How do you know that today is Teacher Cen's birthday! Ahh, slow down!!"

Jiang Chen held the steering wheel: "Check it."

All the way to the downstairs of Cen Jin, Jiang Yang got out of the car and held the door of the car as it was crumbling, saying, "Comrade Jiang Chen...I am your own son..."

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me upstairs."

Resigned to his fate, Jiang Yang took the cake and followed Jiang Chen upstairs. Jiang Chen rang the doorbell, and Jiang Yang asked, "Don't you have the key?"

"I don't want to use it."

Jiang Yang clicked his tongue and didn't want to use it yet, because he just wanted to surprise others.

The sound of the doorbell brought back the thoughts of the person by the window, and Cen Jin asked, "Who is it?"

When Cen Jin opened the door, he was pushed in violently, then closed the door, and was pushed against the door and kissed.

"Um...you..."

What responded to him was a storm of kisses, eager and fierce, as if they wanted to carve him into his bones, Cen Jin's lips hurt from being kissed, and his oxygen was almost exhausted, the cold door behind him, the hot body in front of him, Cen is now ups and downs.

Resisting Jiang Chen's violent panting, Cen Jin said, "You...why... are you here?"

"Happy birthday, today."

Cen Jin suddenly raised his head: "How do you know?"

Jiang Yang heard that there was no movement in the room, and knocked on the door: "It's almost done, I'm still outside."

Cen Jin blushed, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you say that Jiang Yang is here too!"

Jiang Chen opened the door: "Standing for a while won't freeze you to death."

Jiang Yang: "Teacher Cen, listen, does this sound like a father's words?"

"welcome to my home."

"Happy birthday, Teacher Cen!"

"Thank you, come in."

Jiang Yang turned around and said, "Mr. Cen, your home is so comfortable."

"Have it?"

"Yeah, I feel very warm and very homely."

Cen Jin looked at Jiang Chen, then smiled at each other.

Jiang Chen looked at the dishes on the table and the bubbling hot pot, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, just ready to eat."

Jiang Yang said: "Bring me one? I haven't eaten a few bites at home."

"Okay, how about you, do you want to eat more?"

Jiang Chen: "Okay."

Cen Jin added two more sets of bowls and chopsticks. The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV. The skits were not very funny, but the three of them always laughed together. The hot pot was boiling and steaming, warm and tasted like home.

"Hey, don't grab my beef! Teacher Cen, look at him! He's grabbing meat from me!"

Cen Jin patted Jiang Chen: "You let him order."

"You can't grab the meat, so why eat hot pot?"

Jiang Yang gritted his teeth: "I want to sever the father-son relationship with you!"

"I can't ask for it."

Jiang Yang cried to Cen Jin: "Teacher Cen, look at him, he was not like this before!"

Cen Jin sipped his wine, and asked with misty eyes: "Then what was he like before?"

Jiang Yang was also a little drunk, twirling his fingers and said, "He...he's so cold to death, he has no sense of humanity at all...it seems like I owe him 80..."

Cen Jin said distressedly: "He just couldn't find a suitable way to love you, but he really loves you."

Jiang Yang clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, yes...he loves you very much. He would tell me Mr. Cen [-] times a day. I never knew he was so annoying before!!"

Jiang Chen: "..."

"Hey? Ah Zhe called me, I'll go out and pick it up..."

Jiang Yang stumbled out: "Hello? Ah Zhe... Happy Chinese New Year... Miss me?"

When Jiang Yang went out to close the balcony door, Cen Jin held Jiang Chen's face and looked at it again and again, and said, "Nothing has changed. Why did Jiang Yang say that he looks like a different person?"

Jiang Chen touched Cen Jin, who was a little drunk, and said, "It's changed, I like you even more."

"Rogue..."

"Today, happy birthday."

Cen Jin smiled silly: "Well, thank you..."

The TV host was counting down excitedly. When the count reached zero, Jiang Chen said, "Happy New Year." Then he kissed Cen Jin on the lips.

At the same time, Jiang Yang looked at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky and said, "Happy New Year, Ah Zhe."

A lingering kiss, crisp and numb, accompanied by the joy of the New Year, Cen Jin cried, trembling in Jiang Chen's arms.

After Jiang Yang came in, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Was drunk."

"You cry when you're drunk?"

"Clean up and I'll take him to rest."

Looking at the mess in the living room, Jiang Yang couldn't believe it: "Are you really my real father?"

Jiang Chen carried Cen Jin back to the house, and after 5 minutes, he threw a quilt to Jiang Yang and said, "Find yourself a place to sleep."

Jiang Yang: "...?"

Jiang Chen put Cen Jin in order, lay down on the bed himself, and kissed Cen Jin's forehead: "Jin Jin, Happy New Year."

Cen Jin clung to him, muttering: "Happy New Year..."

Jiang Chen coaxed and asked: "I will spend with you every year from now on, okay?"

"it is good……"

The author has something to say:

I'm really sleepy, but I have to wait for twelve o'clock, I hate Double Eleven!