Lin Yuan sensed Han Shuangji's hint, and let out an 'hmm' as calmly as possible.

——Don’t you just live in one room?

The same goes for the boys' dormitory.

no big deal.

Lin Yuan forcibly ignored the fact that 'boys don't share the same bed in the dormitory', and silently accepted the fact that Da and Han Shuangji slept together.

Then, listen to him.

"I sleep next door." Han Shuangji pointed in the direction, "My mother's former room."

"... Oh." Lin Yuan's reaction was half a beat slow, and there was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

They were played with again.

"Otherwise?" Han Shuangji shrank her fingers and walked to Lin Yuan's side step by step, "How do you think I will arrange it?"

Lin Yuan showed his acting skills as an international actor and said calmly, "This is your home, what can I think."

"If you have any ideas, just tell me." Han Shuangji turned to him, raised her head slightly, "I invited you here, of course to senior..."

His light-colored lips opened and closed slightly, and whispered two words:

"Responsible."

Lin Yuan looked away, and said calmly, "It's just a night's sleep, I don't have that many demands."

"That's it." Han Shuangji lowered his eyes and said casually, "It's really easy for seniors to fall asleep."

Lin Yuan didn't answer his words, thinking silently:

After all, it was his own thinking that was strange.

It's still strange what Frost Ji said.

**

The Rong family's New Year's Eve dinner table was extremely lively.

I heard that this year's frost will come home for the New Year's Eve dinner, no matter how busy the family is, they must take time to come back for a reunion.

The long table was full of dishes, most of which were reserved from star-rated restaurants, and some dishes were cooked by Second Uncle Rong himself.

"You guys are lucky today." Rong Cancan brought out a sauced elbow and said to everyone with a smile, "My dad is usually as lazy as he is. If I want to eat his dishes, I have to ask my mom. "

"It smells so good!" Rong Yaoyao's eyes lit up, "Second Uncle is really amazing, he can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen."

"Don't think that if you say a few nice words, it's nothing to do with you." With her hips on her hips, Rong Cancan twisted his cousin's ear, "Go, serve the food."

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts..." Rong Yaoyao wailed, causing his parents to laugh wildly.

"I'll go." Han Shuangji stood up slowly.

"Hey, don't!"

"How can I let you go?"

"Yaoyao, move quickly!"

The elders in the family stopped Han Shuangji one after another, for fear of tiring the children.

In the past, Han Shuangji had a low self-esteem and was sensitive, and always felt that they were too polite to him, and they didn't really treat him as a family.

And now...

Han Shuangji rolled up his sleeves, and asked lightly, "My cooking is no worse than Uncle's, do you want to try it?"

"I know," Rong Cancan started digging through old accounts, "The last time you recorded a variety show, the on-site staff said that your cooking was delicious. We meet often, and you never invited me to dinner."

Frost Ji perfunctory, "This time for sure."

"I want to eat!" Rong Yaoyao raised his hand and said enthusiastically, "Let's go, let's go, I'll help you."

Several elders rationally thought: Aji is too young, and it is too dangerous to be exposed to kitchen knives and fire.

On the emotional level:

Fuck sanity!

The dishes made by A Ji himself!

Only Lin Yuan sat there quietly, until Han Shuangji walked into the kitchen, and said silently, "I testify, it's really delicious."

In just seven words, merit and fame are deeply hidden.

Rong Cancan glanced at him resentfully.

——It will not be so easy for you to enter my house in the future.

**

Frost Ji made two simple New Year dishes, glutinous rice ribs and beef soup.

Rong Yaoyao had just brought two dishes to the table, and went back to the kitchen to get a bowl and chopsticks.

Turning around again, there were only clean plates and soup pots left.

Rong Yaoyao was confused, "Dinner is ready."

"not yet."

Aunt Rong explained embarrassingly, "We just tasted it."

"Taste?" Rong Yaoyao lowered his head, looking at the empty plates and soup pots.

Looking up again, looking at their satisfied expressions, I feel that I can't live through this day.

"You! Can't you leave me a bite?"

"Oh, it's Chinese New Year, don't be angry." Grandma Rong took out a few red envelopes from her pocket and stuffed one for Rong Yaoyao, "Here, New Year's Eve."

"Thank you grandma, happy new year!" Rong Yaoyao got a red envelope, which temporarily offset the sadness of not having ribs to eat.

Within 2 minutes, Han Shuangji came out of the kitchen.Grandma Rong ran up to him and stuffed four or five red envelopes into Han Shuangji's pocket.

Afraid that he would not want it, he pressed it in.

Han Shuangji took out the red envelope and squeezed it through the bag.

It was found that there were not only papers, but also keys and cards.Compared with Rong Yaoyao, the partiality couldn't be more obvious.

"Grandma..."

"Take it!" Grandma pressed his hand and said nervously, "The rest are for your mother. Although she is gone, grandma will love you as much as she loves her. She will also treat her Your love is given to you as it is."

"Mom!" Aunt Rong Biao panicked.

The departure of the younger sister was a thorn in the heart of the whole family.

Frost Ji has been emotionally sensitive since childhood and is easily stimulated.

Therefore, the whole family may avoid mentioning the dead mother in front of him.

In the past, every time it was mentioned, Han Shuangji would definitely cry.Then isolate yourself in the small world and refuse to let them get close.

"Well, Ah Ji..." Uncle Rong, who had always been steady and reserved, was a little panicked at the moment.

Only Lin Yuan looked as usual, and commented lightly, "Your family members care about you very much."

"Well, yes." Han Shuangji accepted a few red envelopes and said with a smile, "Thank you, grandma."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good boy, good boy." Grandma Rong gave Rong Cancan another red envelope, returned to the dining table, and handed the last red envelope to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan immediately refused, "Grandma, I can't accept this. I've already disturbed you by taking the liberty to visit."

"Hey, keep it." Grandma Rong couldn't help but say, insisting on fortifying him, "You must not treat you badly when you come to our Rong's house to celebrate the New Year. In my eyes, you are all children. Wish you a happy new year, and bless the coming year with good weather. "

Lin Yuan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

The next reunion dinner, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.Everyone gathered around the table, talking and laughing while watching the party.

After eating, the old man couldn't stay up all night, so he went back to his room early to sleep.

Several elders in the family set up a mahjong table.Rong Yaoyao, the only college student in his family who has no economic freedom, stands humble at the table.Just wait for whoever wins, and give yourself more lucky money.

Rong Cancan is not interested in playing mahjong, so she brings Lin Yuan and Han Shuangji to the yard to set off fireworks.

It is forbidden to set off large-scale fireworks and firecrackers in urban areas, but one or two small children's fireworks can be set off secretly.

Rong Cancan bought many fairy sticks filled with stars, and stuffed them into Han Shuangji's hands involuntarily.

"Frost Cub, start your performance." Rong Cancan excitedly turned on the camera function.

In today's society, with the rapid development of science and technology, even fireworks have been upgraded.

The fireworks that Rong Cancan bought were the plus version of the Fairy Wand for countless generations, and they were really made into the shape of the Magic Fairy Wand.Pink wand with a small heart on top.

In the sunken part of the heart, as long as the automatic ignition device is pressed, gorgeous fireworks can emerge.

If time goes back 14 years, Frost Ji may like it very much.

but now……

He gave Lin Yuan a look of asking for help.

"It's very suitable for you." Lin Yuan praised sincerely, "A four-and-a-half-year-old kid."

"Thank you for the praise, senior," Han Shuangji pulled out a smirk, "How can I enjoy such a good thing by myself?"

As he spoke, he unwrapped another pink fairy wand, and stuffed it into Lin Yuan's hands involuntarily.

Lin Yuan originally wanted to refuse.

But the cool hand of Frost Ji held him, and pressed the trigger of the automatic ignition.

Then she smiled at him with a cute, trick-like expression.

Bringing my fairy wand over, the splashing sparks merged and then died out.

The fleeting brilliance reflected his rare innocent expression.

"You obviously like it very much." Lin Yuan concluded.

"You too." Han Shuangji responded not to be outdone, "You are still so energetic in playing fairy sticks."

Lin Yuan did not refute.

Han Shuangji calmly found the butterflies, peacock feathers, and baby's breath from among the things Rong Cancan bought, and forced Lin Yuan to play with him.

Lin Yuan's refusal was not very firm, and he was dragged into the water by Han Shuangji half-pushed, and Rong Cancan recorded the evidence.

As twelve o'clock approached, a snowflake fell on Frost Ji's eyelashes.

He blinked before realizing that a new year had begun.

Lin Yuan counted the second hand of his watch until the moment of zero, then raised his head and said to him, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Han Shuangji stretched out his hands to catch a few snowflakes, his pretty face was full of smiles, "This is the first time I celebrate the New Year like this."

"Me too."

"Shall we spend it together next year?"

Lin Yuan subconsciously prepared to agree.

"Oh, no." Han Shuangji murmured ahead of him, "We may not be together next year."

"Yes." Lin Yuan was in a daze.

It seemed to have had a grand dream, and after twelve o'clock, it was beaten back to its original shape.

— Am I Cinderella?

At the beginning of the new year, people who watch the old age are getting ready to go to bed one after another, but at this time, they get top-notch news.

Lin Yuan, whose business frequency is almost equal to none, rarely posted a daily Weibo.

Lin Yuan: Every year, happy new year. [picture]

The accompanying picture is a burning firework, and the splashing light is dazzling, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

However, sharp-eyed netizens still noticed that there were two slender people in the background.

For Chinese New Year, Lin Yuan set off fireworks with others?

How can this make people sleep!

[Fuck!Brother Yuan, have you officially announced your relationship? 】

[Just wishing everyone a happy new year, how can the official announce it? 】

[Brother Yuan has never posted a holiday blog, I thought he was not on holiday. 】

[Uh, it should be the official announcement, right?I heard that Brother Yuan's family members are all abroad, besides his girlfriend, who else can he celebrate the New Year with? 】

[Lin Yuan has a girlfriend?No!After watching the meeting of "The Millennium of China", I fell into the CP of him and Han Shuangji. 】

[Upstairs, CP can be unpopular but not evil, okay?Where did Frost Ji get the confusion?He is also worthy of Lin Yuan's enthusiasm. 】

Among the countless comments, a trumpet with a weak sense of existence popped up.

[Linyuan Xianjun: Is there a possibility that the picture is Frost Ji? 】

As soon as the comment was posted, it was hated by fans.

[Are you brainless?How could it be possible for Lin Yuan to celebrate the new year with Han Shuangji? 】

[Take a step back, even if the picture is Frost Ji.Two big men are playing fairy sticks, who is sick? 】

Lin Yuan, who was sick, put down his phone and stared at the ceiling of Han Shuangji's bedroom soberly.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or something else.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of Han Shuangji lying on this bed would appear in his mind.

New Year's Eve.

Lin Yuan suffered from insomnia.

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