Xia Chang

Zhang Nian was on the sofa, chewing potato chips with Zhang Qi, who was sitting cross-legged. The drum beat on the TV was already playing, presenting the gorgeous stage that is necessary for every Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Chengwei came back very suddenly, he almost walked straight after pushing open the door, raised his hand and rubbed Zhang Qi's already messy hair.

But Zhang Nian avoided him holding the potato chips.

"My God..." Xia Honglin was surprised. She hadn't finished her makeup yet, and she was standing at the door of the room with her mascara brush in hand, and said, "We were going to go out just now, and we are eating across the road. I don't know if you're here. Oh."

"No!" Zhang Qi raised his oily hand that had grabbed the potato chips.

Zhang Nian took out a tissue from the box, he stood up wearing a red and black sweater, put the tissue into Zhang Qi's hand, smacked his lips, and said, "It's really rare, Mr. Zhang went home early .”

There must be no snow in the south on New Year's Eve, and the weather is not extremely cold anymore. Xia Honglin walked around in a red woolen skirt, her smooth black hair spread out on her shoulders.

"I'll rest for four days." Zhang Chengwei was free now, and put his handbag on the sofa. He was able to hug Xia Honglin very naturally, without deliberately alienating or sticking. Emotion is a light feeling after experiencing many things, like White water and air.

It was a quiet night. Zhang Chengwei, who was always busy socializing, had a long dinner, and Xia Honglin drank red wine. Later, she stuffed the red envelopes she had prepared in advance into the trouser pockets of Zhang Nian and Zhang Qi.

Before clinking glasses, Zhang Qi suddenly said: "I wish you all can achieve what you want and what you love."

When he turned his head, he found that Zhang Nian was blinking and glanced at her in a panic.

The new year of the old calendar is coming, and the time is rushing from winter to warm spring again. Zhang Nian raised his head to drink the juice in the cup, and within a second of closing his eyes, he suddenly confirmed his love again.

As for Shen Chenyang, at a certain ordinary moment, Zhang Qi tried to forget. Those pasts that flashed before and after the curtain were left in the corners of drama history. The dead protagonists live forever, and the living actors also live forever. scattered.

In addition to the leisurely vacation and the joy of reunion, the Spring Festival can also become a sharp eraser, using imaginary reincarnation to erase unwanted things, and let the brave absorb more full luck.

In the first second after twelve o'clock, Liu Xiaobai only sent four words: "Happy New Year!"

This is not alienation, let alone perfunctory, but in a bunch of copied and pasted group messages, it looks special and naughty. Zhang Nian had so much to say, and he replied later: "Happy New Year~"

Later, the waiter in the restaurant was invited to help take pictures. Zhang Qi and Xia Honglin embraced Zhang Nian's shoulders from both sides. The moment he smiled at the camera, he felt that the light from the chandelier above his head was as soft as a feather.

He began to expect everything to continue better, he expected to be successful in his studies, and those loves that had been in his heart for a long time were washed away by the diluted sadness several times.

"Come home at dawn," Zhang Nian typed, thought for a while, and added, "My mother said it."

The whole family came here from other places, and now there are not many close relatives, so the first day of the new year has become a family holiday. Zhang Qi’s sleep has not been finished yet. She has messy hair and sleeps in the dark. In the middle, breathing in the undissipated alcohol smell.

Liu Xiaobai was wearing a light gray padded jacket. He changed into his slippers quietly, and when he handed over the gifts, he sent his most sincere blessings. Xia Honglin hugged him by the shoulders and said, "Take a good rest, the tuition during the holidays is too hard. , Don’t read books during Chinese New Year, we are making dumplings.”

"I'll help." Liu Xiaobai had already taken off his padded jacket, and he was wearing a blue round-neck sweater. He rolled up his sleeves at the entrance of the restaurant.

Zhang Chengwei was wearing pajamas and slippers, rolling leather while standing. He didn't smile often, but he said softly: "No, no, we're busy, you and Zhang Nian go play games."

"There are snacks and fruits on the coffee table." Xia Honglin suddenly grabbed Liu Xiaobai's shoulders, dragged him into the living room, and said in a higher voice, "Zhang Nian, play with Xiaobai, don't call Zhang Qi, let's play together." Let her go to sleep, she has worked overtime for a year, it's hard work."

"She told me to call her in the morning..." Zhang Nian finally gave up knocking on the door. He came to the living room, reached out and stuffed an orange into Liu Xiaobai's hand, and said, "This orange is delicious, go to my room, here it is for you." Look at my new skateboard."

The situation was harmonious, and this was a special day. Liu Xiaobai couldn't go crazy in front of the adults, so he could only nod his head and smile constantly, then obeyed Zhang Nian, and left the living room with him.

There is a clay pot on the piano.

It was gray-blue, probably due to unfamiliar skills, so it was not delicate and beautiful, Liu Xiaobai suddenly reached out to hold it down.

"I did it myself." Zhang Nian rested his elbow on his shoulder. At this moment, his movements and expressions were defenseless, and the air between the two of them became orange-yellow, even in the white light.

Zhang Nian never imagined how flustered he would be next. He was still fiddling with his skateboard, but he saw Liu Xiaobai holding up the clay pot and dumping it. It landed on the smooth wooden floor.

After one bounce, subside.

"This is from me." Liu Xiaobai picked it up.

The stone wall covering the secret loosened, and suddenly, a wide opening opened, and Zhang Nian started to sweat instantly.

He said, "Yes."

The next action could be called snatching. Zhang Nian was so anxious that his lips were trembling. He stuffed the phone case into the clay pot, and then put the pot into the bottom of the cabinet. He didn't know what his emotions were. Angry or shy.

Or both.

The moment when the pink balloon is punctured is also inseparable from fright.

Zhang Nian's eyes were suddenly full of guard. He lowered his head and walked out of the room without saying a word. Xia Honglin was making dumplings. She asked, "What did you do? Do you want to order something more?"

"No need." Zhang Nian curled his lips and smiled for half a second.

Zhang Chengwei and Xia Honglin are behind the sliding door of the restaurant, like the protagonists who are almost still in the slow motion of the documentary. The sky is gray, so that the indoor sunlight is also cold gray.

Zhang Qi stood in front of her wearing black-rimmed glasses. She looked at Zhang Nian and asked him, "Where is your little friend?"

Zhang Nian showed no expression, but turned his head slightly carefully, glanced at the direction of his bedroom, and said in a very low voice, "The phone case has been seen."

There was still a long distance between the two, and Zhang Qi was infected, so he had the same absent-minded and focused expression as her younger brother. She then showed a puzzled look, then turned and left.

Zhang Nian threw himself onto the sofa and covered his eyes with a huge pillow.

Liu Xiaobai was naturally calm on the surface. His panic surged from the deepest part of his emotions, making his heart numb. He lost the ability to judge for a moment, so he could only stand in the middle of the room in a daze.

You can see the tiny rubber rabbit on Zhang Nian's desk.

"The birthday gift was carefully selected a long time ago..." Zhang Qi walked in suddenly. She was leaning against the wall, wearing a set of dark green silk pajamas. remove.

He also said: "Mobile phone cases are garbage that you never dare to throw away, and the little dinosaur is the cutest in the world."

The corner of Liu Xiaobai's field of vision met Zhang Qi's gaze, and after hearing her secretive and specific words, his cheeks suddenly became hot, his heart began to shrink wildly, and began to shake uncontrollably.

More surprised.

Liu Xiaobai shook his head, and buried his face down again, he didn't dare to look at Zhang Qi, and he didn't even dare to let her see his strange expression, there was liquid slipping out from the corner of his eyes, just such a light and leisurely drop.

Liu Xiaobai raised his hand, and subconsciously covered his heart.

The light was pure white, reflecting Liu Xiaobai's face and hair. He knew that Zhang Nian had decided to go abroad.