don't call me uncle

The days of a crush are always more or less difficult, for example, you always think of him from time to time, for example, you always wonder if he likes you too, or for example, you always want to confess to him but are afraid of his answer Is not the answer you want.Anxiety and irritability are like menopause, but unlike menopause, you may be younger, or you may not be young anymore.

As New Year's Eve rolls around, you are about to face the world at an older, oh no, more mature age.

Some 17-year-olds can't do things, some 17-year-olds dare not say, and some 17-year-olds can pour out the feelings buried in their hearts.

Yan Yan, I think, you have the right to know my feelings for you.

On New Year's Eve, Ye's father and Ye's mother stayed away all night as in previous years.

The New Year's Eve vigil is an interesting and boring thing. Ye Yan has never persisted until midnight. For him, staying up late is like going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​flames.53:[-] is the all-time high.

"Yanyan, this year we must stay until zero, okay?" She said in a gentle tone, but there was a hint of teasing at the corner of her mouth.

From Ye Yan's point of view, it was a kind of ridicule for him never being able to keep the zero point, a little bit of anger, no, a little bit.He grabbed a pillow casually and threw it at the man.

"Yan Yan! You murdered your own husband!"

"Get lost!" Ye Yan kicked him, not seeing the hesitation and bitterness on his lips.

After playing around for a while, Ye Yan lost his strength, his eyelids were so heavy, so heavy...

"[-]:[-], Yanyan, broke the record!" Ye Lingchen grabbed Ye Yan's shoulder with excitement.

"Yanyan, don't sleep."

"Yanyan, open your eyes!"

"Words..."

Unbearable, Ye Yan jumped up from the bed and smashed Ye Lingchen with the pillow.

After smashing, he felt relieved and lay down again.

"There are still 5 minutes." Ye Lingchen looked at his watch.

"No, you'll be damned if you don't sleep anymore."

"Yanyan, get up, I have something to tell you."

"tomorrow……"

"No, get up quickly." Ye Lingchen pulled him up from the bed.

"Ah... If you have something to say, hurry up and say fart!...Ugh..."

Ye Yan raised his eyelashes abruptly, feeling completely drowsy.

Ye Lingchen held him in his arms, showing no tendency to let go.

Both of them knew that a seven-year-old kiss had too many different meanings from a seventeen-year-old kiss.All Ye Lingchen could do was hug Ye Yan gently. He didn't know how his words would react, he only knew that he liked Ye Yan.

Deathly silence, except for the never-ending sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the window.

"Uncle Ye... Uncle..." Ye Yan called him in a trembling voice that almost lost his voice.