I'm still doing fine

Dust off the whisk, sacrifice to the Kitchen God, new reds climb the branches, and the Door God sees the light of the sky.

For most people, the fragmentary time of years ago is filled with the expectation of various festivals, carrying a heavy weight so that it seems that the pace is slow and the days are long.

But when it comes to Chen Chen, who just got his wish, the situation is just the opposite.The unrestrained time of the passionate love period was infinitely compressed subjectively by him, it almost passed by in a flash, and it was a bit vain like it evaporated out of thin air.

When he was wearing a new suit and lying on the balcony chair, listening to the indistinct noise and looking back, and seeing figures coming and going at the kitchen door, he realized it as if he had just woken up from a dream. The calendar turned over in a blink of an eye It's New Year's Eve.

Calculating the time when he was forced to buy new year's goods, he hadn't seen Tang Xiaozheng for three whole days. If the standard of living like a year is calculated, there is really a kind of exhaustion and emptiness that has been tormented for three years.

So sneaking around for a while, Chen Chen locked the door of the room and came back, crossed his legs and sank into the back of the chair, shaking Tang Xiaozheng on the phone.

When the bell rang suddenly in the living room, Tang Xiaozheng was pasting couplets by himself outside the door, holding scissors and tape in his mouth, and fastened the two corners of the couplets on "Vientiane Renewal". ring.

At first, he glanced into the living room between the two songs, catching up with the silence, thinking that he was hallucinating, he retracted his head and listened intently for a moment, he was taken aback, jumped off the chair and wanted to go back.

"Wait a moment..." He pulled on the slippers and couldn't stand still, so he pushed them to the side, and then there was a crisp click of the lock tongue being seated in his ears, and the melodious music separated by the wall became more obscure.

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Tang Xiaozheng, who was only wearing a thick sweater, shivered as the cold wind blew through the hall. He pulled the doorknob and shook it vigorously, and finally came back to his senses.

He locked himself out.

Looking down at the indoor slippers on his feet, and looking up at the water-stained ceiling, Tang Xiaozheng sighed and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

"What's the matter...you haven't woken up yet?" Chen Chen, who was two blocks away, cut off the busy tone on the receiver. He didn't know about it, but the tenderness he poured out came to an abrupt end and he suppressed it, feeling a little frustrated. Frowning, he looked at the darkened cell phone.

After a long while, he could only helplessly shrug his shoulders, and decided to call again later, he relaxed and leaned back in the chair, stretched his waist and turned his back, and closed his eyes in the warm temperature of his back.

When he woke up again, it was meal time.

"...He must have fallen asleep again, you eat first, don't care about him." Shang Qing's hasty knock on the door was accompanied by a few angry shouts, "Chen Chen, wake up! We are waiting for you when we come out to eat .”

"Cough—here we come, right now!" Chen Chen cleared his throat and responded, struggling to get up from the chair, but standing still while leaning on the window sill. After sleeping in the scorching sun for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes. of.

After a while, he tentatively opened his eyes, looked out the window for a distant view, then turned around to look at the room, turned back and opened the door after going back and forth a few times, walked out two steps, suddenly ran back as if remembering something, rubbed his eyes and turned back downstairs Look at the corner of the alley in the house, "Xiaozheng?"

"Where are the clothes? Where are the shoes? Why didn't you knock on the door?" Chen Chen opened the window and questioned without thinking, his crisp voice fell like beads and hit Tang Xiaozheng's head. He raised his head and found This person was so dense that he couldn't get in a word, "Oh, I almost forgot, my doorbell is broken... Wait, I'll go down and open the door for you."

Half of Chen Chen's body swayed and disappeared into the window, so Tang Xiaozheng could only withdraw his hand with bruised nails, put it in his pocket, pursed his lips and walked towards the entrance of the familiar yet unfamiliar unit door.

Chen Chen's family is no stranger to him, and it can even be called close, because he spent many years here when he was young, but today, if there is a second place to go, Even though he receives warm invitations from Chen Chen's parents every year, he will definitely never come to disturb him on a day like today. This is related to a certain self-esteem brought about by growing up, or a subtle feeling similar to being close to home. Tang Xiaozheng I can't even explain myself.

But today, this tall and burly boy was walking in a sparsely populated area during the Spring Festival.

Street, not only failed to borrow a mobile phone to make a call for help, but also found that even the small advertisements for unlocking that can be seen everywhere in the corridors have been painted clean by "beautifying the community". He is really desperate.

"Come in." The iron door was pulled open from the inside, and Chen Chen stretched out his hand to grab Tang Xiaozheng's arm and pulled him into the stairwell. The movement of closing the door was almost in sync with the movement of his palm sliding down into his palm, "It's so cold, standing for a long time gone?"

"Not really." Warmth passed from Chen Chen's palm, Tang Xiaozheng tightened his fingertips, and miraculously dispelled the coldness, he leaned over and hugged the person very quickly, rubbing his hands on the person's back Push down, let go again, touch the red mark on Chen Chen's cheek, "Fell asleep?"

"Well... what's the situation, you locked yourself out?" Chen Chen rubbed his cheeks with his feet, shivered by the cold air, turned around and pulled him upstairs while asking, "Worry!" Did you answer my call?"

"Probably." Tang Xiaozheng rubbed the bridge of his nose, he didn't want to admit it, he dealt with it vaguely, and grabbed Chen Chen's arm, "Be careful! Watch carefully, and walk properly."

That day when he walked into the door of Chen's house, Tang Xiaozheng really failed to take the spare key that Chen Chenduo had brought and turned around to leave. Instead, the table full of delicacies for lunch was kept until the Spring Festival Gala "Unforgettable Tonight" sounded. Qing didn't intend to let him go back.

"Let's stay here tonight. Although there are too many people in the family, the guest room cannot be vacated, but you and Chen Chen have a good relationship since childhood, and have never used the empty bed I prepared. You two will squeeze together again at night. Let's live, Aunt Chenchen and his family will go back tomorrow."

Tang Xiaozheng looked at her, she was older than before, she tidied the bed and looked up with a smile, there were small lines at the end of her eyes that couldn't be ignored, she cleaned the bed and stood up, put her palm on Tang Xiaozheng's shoulder and looked carefully, Looking for the shadows of the old days from the face that has escaped from childishness and thinness,

"You stay at home for a while. After the year, his dad and I will go to work, and we won't be at home during the day. You two can play at home by yourself, so don't feel restrained. We haven't seen each other for a few years, and we've grown up."

"Auntie is good at cooking these years, you haven't tasted it yet, try it another day, and give me some suggestions for improvement." Rubbing Tang Xiaozheng's hair, Shang Qing's many concerns hesitated to speak.

"Thank you, Auntie." Tang Xiaozheng was docile like a toothless kitten. He smiled teasingly at Chen Chen. He looked down at the gap at the bottom of the closet. His eyes were hidden in the shadows. With a clear expression, "It's not convenient to have an outsider on the reunion festival... I'm not used to the Spring Festival, so don't pity me."

"Auntie loves you, not pity you." Shang Qing sighed, and gently patted Tang Xiaozheng's head with a soft hand, "I watched you grow up too, didn't you? Just like the second son of our family, how come this After a few years, the ones who suddenly become born are not even willing to come?"

The hibiscus-like giant fireworks exploded in the gaps between the tall buildings, like a thunderstorm reflecting the brilliance of the room, under the shock, Tang Xiaozheng suddenly had a sore nose.

It was because of this, he thought, because Chen Chen's parents were so kind to him, and from the day he was told to understand his thoughts, he never had the face to step into this narrow door.

The bright filaments of various colors fell to the ground like stars, and disappeared in the sky in an instant, and the room became dark. Tang Xiaozheng still didn't say anything, but Chen Chen somehow understood his embarrassment.

He knelt down and grabbed Tang Xiaozheng's hair and forced him to raise his head. Through the silent eyes under the broken hair, he saw the indescribably long loneliness.

Lie... He thought, if you are not used to the Spring Festival, what kind of couplets should you post?

So about half an hour later, Chen Chen, relying on his proficient coquettish skills, broke Shang Qing's worries about the children's safety, and pushed Tang Xiaozheng into the bustling, noisy and gradually quiet New Year's Eve.

"Let's go to Yangling Mountain and burn incense." His round eyes protruded from the upper edge of the furry scarf, facing the cold evening wind, squinting out the plump silkworms, "If you feel forced, you won't come back .”

Not far away, a two kicker resounded like a mountain shaking, arousing the uneven sound of car sirens throughout the year. It was lively and lively, and the heavy curtain of the New Year's reunion was drawn that year.

There seems to be a crack in the world that no one knows about.

Tang Xiaozheng took Chen Chen's hand and put it in his pocket, frankly walked through the paper money burnt at the street corner

Ashes, walking through the empty roads that are only swept by a few cleaners, passing through the dark, mysterious and frightening lush forests, they are fearless, they don't think about the past, they don't worry about the future, they don't know where the end is, but they are brave , always, always, forward.

Later, Chen Chen recalled that Tang Xiaozheng's change started from that night, because the eyes of the two suddenly brightened. When they stepped into the Yanglingshan Park Square, which was crowded with people as if gathering tourists from all directions, he hesitated and tried to withdraw his hand. Xiaozheng did not loosen his clasp.

"How much?" Tang Xiaozheng squeezed his chin to look back and forth, dragged someone to a small stall in the corner, squatted down/searched for a long while among a pile of lantern headbands, and picked out two of the same style Just the decoration of the red elk horns, "Just these two."

"It's fine if you don't keep a low profile, why are you still showing off?" Chen Chen stood still obediently, letting Tang Xiaozheng put on a headband and scarf for him, and quietly retracted his neck. In the night, he was really a bit indistinguishable , Immediately he poked the person with his index finger, and said with a smile, "Besides, this thing, I wear it as soon as I wear it. Anyway, I am small and good-looking, and I am not afraid of being seen by others. You are like... you should be recognized by others." Said mother."

"To be honest..." Tang Xiaozheng bent down slightly, handed the remaining headband into Chen Chen's hand, and lowered his head to signal, "I don't care."

The headband was fixed, and he straightened up. His already outstanding height was enhanced by the hair accessories, which made him even more eye-catching. He was indifferent to those intentional or unintentional eyes that came and went, and only pinched Chen Chen's chin to look at it. With that face, he let go without words after a while, grabbed Chen Chen and merged into the surging crowd.

"What do you mean I don't speak?" Chen Chen squeezed close to Tang Xiaozheng's side, blinked his eyes and looked up at him, very suspicious of deliberately painting the old cucumber with green paint, "I didn't tell a lie, did I? "

"Yeah." Chen Chen was just talking too much habitually, and didn't expect to hear compliments from this person who seldom said good things, so when he heard that flattering sound, he looked up and bumped into Tang Xiaozheng. In the soft smile at the corner of his mouth, he saw a pair of familiar and strange affectionate eyes on his sharp-edged face under the flickering red light. This person said, "Chen Chen is really beautiful."

"I think so too!" Chen Chen's pupils shone brightly, and he pursed his lips in an attempt to pretend to be serious, but he couldn't hold back the corners of his lips that rose privately. Talking..."

The road up the winding mountain was extremely crowded that day, and countless security policemen who stuck to their posts dressed themselves as active cordons, scanning the passing couples, husbands and wives, fathers and sons, families in the noisy crowd...

There are trumpets on the stone pillars at every corner, repeating the discipline repeatedly, urging the crowd, this is a road that cannot be turned back.

And at the top of all people, at the end of the road, the fireworks in the world at two o'clock in the morning are lingering in the sky of the new year.