New year greeting

Song Xinyuan said: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have neglected you, in fact, I wanted to cling to you, but I was afraid that you would dislike me."

Feng Deng said solemnly: "You are right, we should really pay attention, this is not a home, we can't mess around."

"Then can we kiss?" Song Xinyuan rubbed Feng Deng's neck, and said softly, "Brother, you kiss me—"

Feng Deng kissed Song Xinyuan's forehead and mouth, and was hugged tightly by Song Xinyuan when he got up.Feng Deng pretended to be puzzled: "Isn't it just kissing? After kissing, let go."

Song Xinyuan stretched out his legs, hooked Feng Deng's waist, lifted up his pajamas, and tried to seduce Feng Deng: "If you don't finish the kiss, you want to be on your body."

"Really want it? Don't cry and say no later."

"Who's going to cry? You're so annoying."

As a result, Song Xinyuan was still made to cry.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lu Shuhan called and asked Feng Deng: "Have you had enough fun? When will you pick up the cat?"

Feng Deng: "What's wrong?"

"It's too much of a hindrance, it's running around, and it's making hair everywhere." There was disgust in her tone, as if she didn't like Tuantuan.

"Mom, please trouble you for a while, I'm busy recently."

"What are you busy with? Not doing business." Lu Shuhan hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Feng Xianghai called and said, "Feng Deng, your mother is too embarrassed to say anything. She just wanted to know if you will return home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you do, please tell us in advance."

"it is good."

The crew does not have a holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although Feng Deng is not an artist, he does not want to leave Song Xinyuan on the set. Song Xinyuan is here alone, and it is easy to think wildly.In fact, from the moment he answered the phone, Song Xinyuan was a little bit wrong, always peeking at him.

Feng Deng pressed Song Xinyuan's shoulder and asked, "Do you want to go home with me?"

Song Xinyuan refused in a low voice: "This is not good, it's a big holiday, don't make your mother unhappy, and the director is rushing to work, so don't let you ask for leave casually. It doesn't matter, I will give you a vacation."

"I'm staying—"

"No, don't bring hatred to me. Auntie doesn't care about me. You'd better go home and stay at home for a few more days."

"Can you do it yourself?"

"My brother wants to come and see me." However, Li Mingzhou has a family and entertainment, so he can only visit the class after the festival.

"My mother doesn't hate you that much, she finished your play." Feng Deng said, "You never asked for leave, the director won't scold you."

Song Xinyuan had a sore nose, and still shook his head: "Forget it, don't be in a hurry, buy a plane ticket quickly, go, go, don't underestimate me. I don't want to see you every day, annoying person, I can still live without you."

Feng Deng pinched Song Xinyuan's chin, noticed the redness around his eyes, covered his eyes, kissed the lying mouth, and said lightly: "Well, you are the most powerful, and I can't live without you."

Song Xinyuan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Deng accompanied Song Xinyuan on the set all morning, and left quietly in the afternoon. When he arrived home, it was nearly ten o'clock.Lu Shuhan was watching TV in the living room, when two boxes of mooncakes landed in front of her eyes, she glanced at the dusty Feng Deng, and frowned: "Spending money indiscriminately."

"It was sent by the crew." After washing his hands, Feng Deng grabbed Tuan Tuan and rubbed it. After a long time no see, Tuantuan gained a lot of weight.Tuantuan seemed to have forgotten him, took advantage of his inattention, jumped off his lap, got close to Lu Shuhan's feet, and called out "Xiao Miao".

"Hungry again? Really greedy." Lu Shuhan showed dissatisfaction, and motioned Feng Deng to feed the cat, "Who is it like? It makes troubles all day long. It wetted the bed yesterday. I said a few words to it, and it immediately shed tears. People are hypocritical."

Feng Deng touched the ball, recorded a small video, got up and said, "Mom, do you remember that Song Xinyuan fell in a child and fell into a coma."

"Well, I would like to thank him. Without that incident, Old Cheng might still be sick of me." Lu Shuhan sneered.

"After waking up, he seemed like a different person. He was very mischievous. He didn't have a mother, Song Yanqing was unreliable, but he grew up smoothly, strong and kind."

"Why, are you selling miserably for him?"

"I want you to know more about him, try to accept him, and separate him from Song Yanqing. He is him, and his name is Song Xinyuan."

"Why do you care whether I accept him or not? You are the one who will live with him in the future. You have made a choice. You don't have to force me to make the same choice."

"You are my mother, and I care what you think."

"Is my opinion useful? You have your own ideas and don't listen to me at all, so stop fantasizing, and I won't listen to you either."

"Mom, I'm sorry. I won't force you. You have me and Uncle Feng. He needs too much. I can't leave him alone."

"as you like."

Feng Deng lived at home for three days. During this period, he often took pictures of cats and sent them to Song Xinyuan.Lu Shuhan saw it and said nothing.On the day Feng Deng left home, she handed Feng Deng a dark paper bag and asked Feng Deng to open it again when he arrived in Changchuan City.Keeping his promise, Feng Deng returned to the hotel, handed the bag to Song Xinyuan, and explained simply: "My mother gave it to me."

"what?"

Song Xinyuan took out the things in the bag, opened his eyes wide in surprise, looked at it, and suddenly burst into tears.

It was a fluffy handmade doll, sewn in the shape of a ball, about the size of a palm, rough in workmanship, but very cute.

"My mother collected a lot of cat fur. She probably thought it was a pity to throw it away, so she made it into a toy." Feng Deng asked Song Xinyuan, "You like it so much?"

Song Xinyuan sniffed and said, "Children only like it."

Feng Deng took out two pieces of paper and covered Song Xinyuan's face: "Give it to me, she didn't say send it to you."

Song Xinyuan held the doll tightly, took half a step back, his eyes were full of wariness: "It's mine, it's mine."

"It's yours. After receiving the gift, do you want to go back and see her during the Chinese New Year?"

Song Xinyuan nodded silently with tears in his eyes.Seeing him crying so hard, Feng Deng couldn't bear to tell him that Tuantuan really didn't remember them.

On the day "Rush" was finished, Feng Deng stood in a corner holding a bouquet of flowers, waiting for Song Xinyuan to finish work.After the last scene was filmed, many people asked Song Xinyuan to take a group photo. Song Xinyuan looked in Feng Deng's direction, feeling a sense of security, and smiled under the various cameras.

After it was over, Song Xinyuan walked up to Feng Deng and asked curiously, "Did the crew order this bunch of flowers?"

A small number of red roses were inserted in the bouquet, and Song Xinyuan counted, there were nine of them, and none of the flowers sent by the crew were red roses.

Feng Deng looked ahead with a strange expression: "I bought this."

He threw the flowers into Song Xinyuan's arms, and squatted down to clean up Song Xinyuan's sundries.Song Xinyuan was covered by flowers, sniffed the flowers vigorously, and said to Feng Deng's back, "Thank you brother, I like it so much."

It's hard not to like flowers from someone you like.What he really likes are not flowers, but the flower-giver.

The end of the year is the best time for the entertainment industry, with large-scale events coming one after another. After "Rushing" was finished, Song Xinyuan was busy with other work and still couldn't return to Qianyang City.Before New Year's Day, Song Xinyuan received an endorsement invitation to shoot an advertisement in Changchuan City.In addition, many TV drama award ceremonies are about to be held. Song Xinyuan was nominated for the "Best Actor" of the Golden Rabbit Award for his outstanding performance in "Surgery Storm".

Kong Zhuo was nominated for "Best Director".Song Xinyuan, as Kong Zhuo's relative, will accept the award instead of Kong Zhuo.He firmly believed that Kong Zhuo would win the award.

Before the awards ceremony, Song Xinyuan wore a black suit and a thick coat.Accompanied by Feng Deng and Jia Yingjun, he came to the venue, ready to walk the red carpet with the crew of "Surgical Storm".

"Brother, Brother Xinyuan!" The familiar young voice sounded from behind Song Xinyuan, and Song Xinyuan turned to see Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan ignored the onlookers, stared at the [-]th-line star Song Xinyuan, and said excitedly, "Long time no see!"

Zhao Yan's manager Lu Tengda pulled Zhao Yan's clothes and warned him to pay attention to his image.Zhao Yan pouted, pulled Song Xinyuan to sit down, and couldn't help being coquettish: "Brother, I miss you so much. You look so good today, why don't you let me visit the class?"

"Thank you, Xiaoyan is getting more and more handsome. I'm afraid it will affect your work, and I'm also busy, so I don't have time to play with you."

"It's all an excuse. You must have forgotten me and always ignore me."

Zhao Yan rolled his eyes, and suddenly found Feng Deng beside Song Xinyuan, and asked in surprise, "Damn, why is he here? What's your situation?"

There were many people around, Song Xinyuan coughed twice, but did not answer.Zhao Yan suddenly realized: "No wonder you don't have time to talk to me, you are going too far."

Lu Tengda couldn't bear it anymore, and gave Zhao Yan a glass of juice: "Shut up."

Zhao Yan was very depressed, and secretly scolded Feng Deng countless times to relieve his anger. After going around, his brother Xinyuan was cheated away by this guy again.However, looking at Song Xinyuan's expression, he gradually felt relieved, this big fool finally found the person he likes.

An hour later, Song Xinyuan finished walking the red carpet, sat in his seat, and waited for the announcement of the winners.The guest seats were dimly lit, Song Xinyuan was in an inconspicuous third row, and Feng Deng was at the back.Song Xinyuan looked back to Feng Deng from time to time, his palms were sweaty.He remembered Feng Deng's instructions before he separated from him, and he poked open the phone, and Feng Deng's news popped out.

"Don't worry, listen carefully."

"The best director is about to be announced."

Song Xinyuan held his breath and looked nervously at the host.In the silence, the host finally spoke: "The person who won the best director award is—Kong Zhuo."

In the next moment, applause resounded all over the venue, almost drowning out the awards speech.The host added: "Unfortunately, director Kong Zhuo passed away last year, and his trophy will be received by Song Xinyuan, the actor of "Surgery Storm"."

Song Xinyuan stepped onto the podium under the attention of all the people. When the host persuaded him to speak, he recalled Kong Zhuo's voice and appearance, and said slowly: "Director Kong is a very remarkable person, and I am very grateful for his teaching. , I will keep it in my heart and move forward bravely.”

The first time they met, Kong Zhuo said that nothing is perfect in this world.Kong Zhuo talked with him about ideals and the future. He was over fifty years old and still had the wish of a young man.He admired Kong Zhuo and felt sorry for Kong Zhuo. Although Kong Zhuo won the award, Kong Zhuo passed away with regret.

Soon after Song Xinyuan returned to his seat, the host announced the Best Actor Award, and he was not the winner.Song Xinyuan held Kong Zhuo's trophy with peace of mind.After the show ended, Song Xinyuan immediately changed into cotton clothes. Jia Yingjun patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort. Zhao Yan, Li Mingzhou, Feng Xinghe, including Yang Xiyue, all sent messages to encourage him. TRAIN STATION.

They booked sleeper berths and planned to rush back to Qianyang City overnight.In the taxi, Song Xinyuan slumped his shoulders and whispered, "I left in a hurry, I didn't eat enough, the food at the venue was pretty good."

Feng Deng: "I brought snacks, do you want to eat?"

Song Xinyuan pointed to the mask: "I can't eat it. Director Kong once asked me if I regret dropping out of school. I was not honest at the time and said I didn't regret it. Haha, of course I regret it. It's shameful not to have a high education."

"It's never too late to read."

"I like acting now. If I have the opportunity, I want to go to film school for further study. I really want to become stronger."

Feng Deng glanced at the driver, rubbed Song Xinyuan's head, and said, "You did your best."

"It's okay. I'm luckier than many people. It's a surprise to be nominated. I'm not sad at all. Well, it's fake not to lose."

Song Xinyuan looked out the window, the sky was gloomy, the neon lights became the most dazzling existence, and the shopping malls on the street played circularly to remind them of discounts.Strangers come and go, passing each other, the winter is too cold, no one will stay for anyone.

The new year is coming.

"It's snowing!" Song Xinyuan squinted his eyes, his face was full of joy, "It's okay, let's start again next year. You have to cheer for me, I will work hard."

"Ah."

"What about you?" These three words almost became Song Xinyuan's mantra, and he never missed any opportunity to care about Feng Deng.

At this time, the taxi arrived at the station. Feng Deng took the suitcase and led Song Xinyuan to pick up the ticket. As he walked, he asked, "What am I?"

Song Xinyuan raised his head, felt the falling snowflakes, and said triumphantly: "Go back to the hospital, Doctor Feng, don't lie to me, how could you be tired of being a doctor? I have seen you perform surgery with my own eyes, I know you well, you like the operating room, surgery Knife likes to save patients, right?"

Feng Deng remained silent.

Song Xinyuan continued: "You don't have to worry about me, I am an adult, I will call you when I miss you, and I will never cry secretly. I don't want to drag you down, I am not a coward, I said I would be your hero, Heroes act alone, always following behind you, how can you be a hero?"

Feng Deng's Adam's apple rolled twice, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say to Song Xinyuan, you don't need to be brave, even if you are a coward all your life, it doesn't matter.However, Song Xinyuan stared at him expectantly, making it difficult for him to speak.

"Brother, I like you in the white coat the most. When I was in the hospital, every time I met you, I couldn't control my heart. It was disobedient and kept jumping and jumping. Dr. Feng, is it possible to save the heartbeat of 120? "

"Yes," Feng Deng entered the ticket hall and walked towards the automatic ticket machine, "As long as I am here, I will save you."

"I believe in you, let's start all over again, shall we?"

"it is good."

The two took the train for eight hours, and it was just six o'clock when they left the station.On the way home, Song Xinyuan asked: "How many tunnels we passed, have you counted them?"

Feng Deng asked back: "Did you count?"

"I counted and fell asleep. I couldn't fall asleep before. I don't know what happened this time. Anyway, it was 33. Did you not count?"

"I've counted, it's 33 knots." Feng Deng didn't finish counting, he was in Song Xinyuan's lower berth, listening to Song Xinyuan's movements, he lost his mind.

"Look, I counted correctly."

There is a layer of snow on the road, which adds a bit of mystery to Qianyang City.After returning home, they dropped their luggage to catch up on sleep.Song Xinyuan woke up from hunger. He got up, took a bite of Feng Deng, and muttered, "I'm so hungry."

The two made a simple lunch. After the meal, Feng Deng suggested: "Go back to my hometown tomorrow and bring Tuan Tuan back."

Song Xinyuan pinched the kitten doll, which was his new favorite, and said, "No rush."

Feng Deng silently looked down at Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan shuddered, and immediately changed his words: "I'll go."

On New Year's Day, Xiaoxue stopped. Feng Deng and Song Xinyuan took gifts and took a ride to Xizhao County.Lu Shuhan and Feng Xianghai knew they were coming, and the house had obviously been cleaned.Feng Xianghai stood at the door, while Lu Shuhan sat on the sofa, motionless.

Song Xinyuan entered the room and mustered up the courage to say hello: "Uncle and Auntie, Happy New Year's Day, you have worked hard these past few months."

Feng Xianghai easily accepted the relationship between Song Xinyuan and Feng Deng, and waved his hands: "It's not hard, the cat is obedient." Feng Xianghai was not good at talking, so he said some polite words, and went into the kitchen to cook.

Tuantuan squatted at Lu Shuhan's feet, raising his cat's fur defensively.Song Xinyuan ignored Tuantuan, took out a gift box, and handed it to Lu Shuhan with both hands: "Auntie, thank you for giving me the gift, I like it very much. This winter is cold, this is the scarf I picked, what do you think, if not—"

Lu Shuhan interrupted him: "Let it go."

Song Xinyuan was stunned, and gently put the scarf on the coffee table, neither standing nor sitting.After Feng Deng finished packing his things, he led Song Xinyuan to sit opposite Lu Shuhan, poured a cup of hot tea, and put it in Song Xinyuan's hands.

Lu Shuhan asked abruptly, "How old are you this year?"

Song Xinyuan blinked, not knowing that she was asking the question knowingly, and replied obediently: "It's almost thirty, and my birthday is during the Spring Festival."

Lu Shuhan looked at the water glass in his hand and said, "I can't tell."

Song Xinyuan was extremely embarrassed, moved a little away from Feng Deng, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Auntie, I am very mature."

Tuantuan yelled twice, as if trying to tear down the stage, but no one paid any attention to it.Lu Shuhan then asked Feng Deng: "How long will you stay this time?"

"Leave in the afternoon, I have private matters."

Lu Shuhan frowned, not very satisfied.Song Xinyuan hurriedly said: "Auntie, Dr. Feng is going to the hospital for an interview tomorrow, we will come when we are free."

Lu Shuhan considered Song Xinyuan for a moment, then said flatly: "No, it will get boring if you see too much. He can change his mind, and he is finally worthy of his age."

Song Xinyuan didn't feel embarrassed, and said accordingly: "Then let's come again during the New Year."

Lu Shuhan did not refuse.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two walked out of the house and stayed in Changqing Lane for a while.Song Xinyuan said reluctantly: "Brother, I want to walk Changqing Lane with you again."

Feng Deng took his hand and said thoughtfully, "I'm in a hurry today, next time."

Song Xinyuan immediately beamed with joy: "It's okay."

After that, Feng Deng went to a private hospital to resume his old job, while Song Xinyuan was busy choosing a new script. They were independent and dependent on each other, and started a new life.

On New Year's Eve, Song Xinyuan got up early in the morning and urged Feng Deng to wash up quickly.In the depths of winter, it was snowing heavily outside. They wrapped up thick clothes, took their cat and luggage, and drove to Xizhao County in the car they just bought.

This time, Lu Shuhan was accustomed to Song Xinyuan's appearance, and he didn't overly neglect Song Xinyuan, nor was he very affectionate, and he was more familiar with Tuantuan.In the evening, Song Xinyuan received three big red envelopes, which were Spring Festival red envelopes and birthday red envelopes from Lu Shuhan, Feng Xianghai, and Feng Deng.

Song Xinyuan was too happy to speak, and put the red envelope in his pocket with extra care.He watched half of the Spring Festival Gala with Lu Shuhan, and was asked out by Feng Deng.

Changqing Lane is a scenic spot in the county. During the Spring Festival, there is an endless stream of tourists. It is just after eleven o'clock. Looking around, there are young couples everywhere under the red lanterns, discussing how to finish this road.

No one cared about Song Xinyuan and Feng Deng.Song Xinyuan put on his hat and scarf, breathed out, and said, "Brother, you go this way, I'll go there, wait for me, I'll call you."

The scene of walking Changqing Lane for the first time came to mind, Song Xinyuan asked pitifully, Dr. Feng, please accompany me to walk Changqing Lane.Feng Deng's heart softened, and he walked towards Song Xinyuan, watching Song Xinyuan running towards him, with the soft moonlight on his back.

Today is the second time.Feng Deng grabbed Song Xinyuan's hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked forward with Song Xinyuan in his arms.

He said: "Song Xinyuan, in fact, it is wrong to walk separately. Two people like this, walk the entire long love alley together, and our relationship can last forever."

Song Xinyuan touched Feng Deng's palm, his heart was warm, and his cheeks under the scarf burned up: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Do you want to see my joke?"

"I want to do a test."

"What test?"

"See if a miracle will happen to us."

"Hey, a miracle happened."

"Ah."

Feng Deng looked at his watch, the hands moved to twelve o'clock, and the New Year came.

"Song Xinyuan, happy new year, I wish you a happy birthday and a safe year."

They stepped on the continuous snow and gradually approached the entrance of the alley. Song Xinyuan was immersed in joy and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

"Song Xinyuan, happy new year, happy birthday," Feng Deng said, tugging at Song Xinyuan's hat and lowering his eyes, "I love you."

They happened to stop at the other end of Changqing Lane.Song Xinyuan froze, stood on tiptoe, and asked in disbelief: "Feng Deng, what did you say last?"

Feng Deng picked up Song Xinyuan, turned around, pressed Song Xinyuan's forehead and nose, and said word by word: "I love you."

Song Xinyuan was stunned for a long time, then sobbed: "If you say it, you can't take it back, no."

"Well, no," Feng Deng thought for a while, then sighed, "I'm not with you for revenge."

"What's that for?"

"What do you think?"

"I, I love you too, I love you so much, I love you the most—" Song Xinyuan understood something instantly, "Brother, say it again, say it again."

Feng Deng lowered his head and blocked Song Xinyuan's mouth, then held Song Xinyuan's hand and returned the same way: "Don't worry, we still have a long way to go."

"Then talk as you walk, why do wrong moves spread?"

"A long time ago, a pair of lovers went the wrong way and passed on the wrong way to others..."

"Don't fool me, are we going the right way?"

"That's right."

"Oh, then say it again."

"say what?"

"I love you."

They supported each other and walked forward together, leaving two sets of footprints.Behind them, snowflakes continued to fall, and in the night sky, a stream of clouds rushed towards the moonlight and flew away.

The author says:

It's over, there should be a side story, if you want to see it, you can leave a message.Thank you all for your company, and the pursuit is even harder!Everything I want to say is in the text. All in all, this text is not perfect, the characters are not perfect, the relationship is not perfect, life is not perfect, and humanity is not perfect.Although life is full of sorrows and joys, I still hope that everyone will be happier in reality, and when you are happy, you will be more sad than sad, so that you can live with peace of mind.Meeting is fate, if you are touched, can you pay attention to my column?Thanks for reading, and see you next time.