First dawn

Chinese New Year 2013

With the sound of firecrackers, the air is filled with a faint smell of gunpowder. Accompanied by the sound of cracking, the red bamboo paper flies up to the gray and clear winter sky, hangs on the bare treetops, and is wrapped in the cold wind. In the middle of the night, it floated down slowly, into the chicken pens piled with snow on the downstairs of the tube, and into the open window above the tube.

"Grandpa, Happy New Year!" The door next door was knocked open, and the clear and clear children's voice spread far in the corridor on the second floor of the corridor.

Qiao Jue rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, fished out a set of exercises that accidentally dropped on the floor last night from under the bed, turned on the phone, and checked the time on the screen.

At ten thirty, according to the habits of previous years, it is time to wash up and go to grandpa and grandma's house for dinner.The noisy people in the corridor are all people who come to pay New Year’s greetings and dinner. People who have been busy for a year finally wake up their memories on New Year’s Eve. They think that they still have parents who live in Tongzilou, and bring their own children. Reunion, come to have a New Year's Eve dinner, and leave a pile of leftovers and bowls and chopsticks for the old people to wash slowly after New Year's Eve.

"Xiao Qiao, Happy New Year!" The phone vibrated, and a multimedia message was sent.

This title, at first glance, is Yi Xiao.

Qiao Jue pressed down to read the message, and found that the reason why Yi Xiao sent the MMS was because of his accompanying picture——

The thorny cactus in his house had been cut off, and the quilt was covered with a Barbie doll dress, with a pocket-sized hat on top of his head, and a crooked little red flower was embroidered on the hat.

Qiao Sui: "..."

Why is it that a broken cactus, Yi Xiao can be so precious.

"Did you lack love in your childhood?"

The half-typed message was deleted word by word by Qiao Jue. This is a joke, but it is not suitable for sending to Yi Xiao.Yi Xiao may not care, but Qiao Jue does.He knew about Yi Xiao's childhood.Betrayal, cheating, divorce, loneliness, all of which constituted Yi Xiao's childhood, intertwined into the cold and unkind Yi Xiao in the rumors, but the Yi Xiao he saw was different.

"Have you returned to the city for the New Year?" Qiao Jue typed again.

Yi Xiao quickly replied: "How can it be, if father doesn't love mother or mother, let's watch TV at home."

Yi Xiao replied quickly, with a nonchalant tone, but Qiao Jue remained silent.Yi Xiao is used to celebrating the New Year alone, but he can't accept it. On New Year's Eve, the other party only has an Erha to accompany him.

"Fireworks off, at night?" Qiao Jue asked.

"Where to put it?"

"On the roof of my house, bring the dog and stay here. I won't go to New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year. We can play whatever we want tonight." Qiao Jue replied that there are not many high-rise buildings in the north of the bridge, so you can put flowers at will, and the fireworks roar. Flying into the night sky is an unforgettable scenery on New Year's Eve.

"Okay, I'll go buy some big ones this afternoon." Through the screen, I could feel the excitement of Yi Xiao on the other side.

The weather in the New Year is good, but the temperature is very low. The roadside is the unmelted residual snow, which has been shoveled into a pile, stained with dirty gray, the sky is gray, and the ice under the eaves of several houses is still dripping and melting. The drops of water gathered on the ground, stained with dust, meandering, not knowing which direction to flow.

The New Year's Eve dinner is the same as in previous years. My grandparents eat lunch at home, and I eat this meal at night.Xu Hong didn't have a good relationship with his family, so he seldom went back, and during the Chinese New Year, he would bring Qiao Jue and Qiao Heng to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

Xu Hong had a falling out with her family more than ten years ago, and almost never took Qiao Jue back to her natal home, and her grandparents didn't want to see Qiao Jue. Every time during the holidays, there was only Xu Jiajia who could talk to her. , After lunch, I took the red envelope with my grandparents' names written on it. It was halfway through New Year's Eve.

Qiao Heng didn't like Xu's family, and every time he went back, he didn't have a good face, and neither did Xu Hong. A group of people chatted without embarrassment, and then dispersed after dinner.After leaving the yard of his grandparents' house and seeing the sky in the afternoon, Qiao Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

The New Year is always like this, hurry up and hurry up, most of the time is on the road, people are in a hurry, carrying various gifts, shuttling back and forth amidst the sound of firecrackers.

Since Qiao Jue's grandmother passed away, Qiao Zeyan began to live in Qiao Jue's house, so the New Year's Eve dinner was to be prepared at Qiao Jue's house, but Qiao Zeyan's two sons had turned against each other many years ago because of the division of the family property, and the daughter did not wait. Seeing Qiao Zeyan, the New Year's Eve dinner was only eaten by Qiao Jue's family. Qiao Heng and Xu Hong each gave Qiao Jue their own red envelopes, which were much thicker than those given by their grandparents.

The New Year's atmosphere can't be said to be good, nor can it be said to be happy. After more than ten years like this, Qiao Jue has long been used to it.I still remember when I was young, Qiao Heng and Xu Hong would quarrel every New Year. At that time, he was still young, and he was afraid and disappointed. Later, he gradually understood that some quarrels cannot be perfectly avoided by being gentle with each other.

In the past few years, Lianxing has been rushing to demolish and build new communities and parks. Demolition and compensation have become an indispensable topic for every family reunion. As they chat, every household will have a quarrel about "more or less".In the middle of the New Year's Eve dinner, Qiao Heng received a call from two brothers, saying that they would bring gifts tonight, and that they would not come to pay respects to Qiao Zeyan tomorrow morning.

Before hanging up the phone over there, Xu Hong sneered disdainfully: "That's their father, not mine. I've been busy for a year and came to see him this time. Who cares about his cheap gift?"

Qiao Heng cut off the phone with one hand, frowned and said, "Can you stop talking?"

"Let me say a few words? How did our family treat you, and how did your family treat me." Xu Hong threw away the chopsticks, "I usually don't even look at it, but the house was allotted to them back then. What did we get, live in a broken house in this glass factory, and have to live with that old thing! Why should I?"

Qiao Zeyan was holding the bowl, chewing the rice grains in his mouth dumbly. He had been deaf for a long time, and if he hadn't yelled at him, he would have been indifferent.

The same quarrel, since moving to the old house in the glass factory, has been going on every year. After listening to it for a long time, Qiao Jue became a little numb.And this year, Qiao Jue's mood is also different. He is inexplicably excited, looking forward to the coming of New Year's Eve.

"Are you there?" Seeing that it was getting late, Qiao Jue called Yi Xiao.

"It's here." Downstairs, Yi Xiao held up his mobile phone, and Xuxu jumped off the motorcycle and spun around his feet. A group of New Year's greetings seemed to have never seen a dog like this, and they were very curious.

When Qiao Jue came down from the second floor, he saw Yi Xiao carrying a large bag of fireworks and many cans of beer from the motorcycle.In front of Zhou Cui's house, a gambler stretched his neck to look at Yi Xiao's mobile phone and the dog beside him.

"Buy so much?" Qiao Jue blocked the sight of those people, only to realize that Yi Xiao's children were surrounded by them, staring at the big bag of fireworks, with envious green lights shining in their eyes.

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home hahaha." Yi Xiao took the dog and followed Qiao Jue up the dog-gnawing stairs.

This is the first time that Yi Xiao and Qiao Jue went up to the roof of Tongzilou. The sky had already darkened, almost no one lived on the third floor, and the corridor was dark. The chain of the house was not connected, and the door was wide open, revealing the empty back room.

Qiao Jue turned on the phone screen, and with the light of the screen, illuminated the stairs leading to the top of the building. He grabbed Yi Xiao's hand and led Yi Xiao to the top of the building.

As soon as the movement came out, Qiao Jue was taken aback. She seemed to have grabbed Yi Xiao's hand without thinking about it just now, and Yi Xiao did the same. Her first reaction was to hold back without hesitation.

Forget it.

The light illuminates the peeling gray wall, and in the night, both of them seem to hear their own heartbeat.

The dim light illuminated the dim stairs, and as they climbed up the stairs, the two soon saw the stars above their heads.The winter sky is high and far away, and the dark blue silhouette can be seen. The light beams of the stars from thousands of years ago passed through the vast universe and fell on the side of the young man in the world.

Walking out of the small house on the roof, the roof covered with weeds appeared in front of the two of them. The three bridges in front of them were illuminated with colorful lights that can only be seen during the New Year. Over the gleaming Lianhe River, the curved outline of the bridge was outlined. On the other side of the city, the south of the city in the distance is brightly lit. A string of colorful lights are lit up on the tops of high-rise buildings. In the bungalows in the north of the city, orange lights are also lit up. There are figures in the light from the windows. Shaking, hiding the family's New Year's thoughts.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and beside a bridge in the distance, there were kindling seeds flying into the sky, exploding gorgeous flowers.

Erha happily ran around at Yi Xiao's feet. There were only the two of them on the roof of the building, separated from the entire bustling county town by the empty third floor. There are only two people left in the world.

The world is noisy, but the rooftop is very quiet.

"Xiao Qiao, Happy New Year." Yi Xiao didn't know when, she had already lit the fireworks in her hand, and the short fireworks lit up, and the golden fireworks bloomed, like golden stars falling on the night of New Year's Eve. Into the mortal world, a golden star fell from Yi Xiao's hands, and Erha opened his mouth to catch it, eagerly rubbing against their feet.

"Happy New Year!" As soon as Qiao Jue's voice fell, the fire wire that had just been lit just came to an end. The kindling of the fireworks in the sky roared and flew towards the dark sky. In the embrace of the stars, countless blooming flowers exploded, shining The shimmering flower rain swirls in the direction of the world again.

Fire trees and silver flowers, the starry sky is also dimmed.

"Someone is blowing flowers!" In the bungalow area in the north of the city, a child pushed open the door and pointed excitedly at the flowers flying from the roof of the third floor. By the Lian River, someone stopped and looked up.

"Tsk, rich." In the bungalow downstairs, the gamblers opened the door to watch, with disdain in their eyes.

Surrounded by the halo of fireworks in the sky, the two ran up and down the roof with fireworks in one hand and the other, Erha followed behind them, having a great time.

"Aww!" Erha, who was wandering around, suddenly let out a scream and lay down on the ground.

Qiao Jue: "?"

Yi Xiao: "?"