[Love and Producer Xu Mo] Many hours a day

Eighth grade winter vacation.

I still remember that it was a seemingly ordinary winter vacation spent in China.During the Spring Festival, I came to W City - there are no seven aunts and eight aunts here, but there are my grandparents and uncles.In my memory, before going abroad, we would get together every year for New Year’s Eve dinner.

I still clearly remember that moment of that day—on the morning of the new year, before lunch time, I sat on the sofa in the back room and sent New Year greetings to the teachers who had added WeChat to me.

I don't remember which teachers I sent, they all replied one after another.It's just that Teacher Xu Mo hasn't replied yet.

I couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive... Maybe he was busy and didn't see it... But I don't know if he will return when he sees it.There was no reply to the message I sent him, so I turned off the phone, put it on the sofa, peeled peanuts to pass the time, and glanced at the phone from time to time to see if there were any new messages.

Suddenly, the notification light on the phone came on.

Is it him?Or something else?

I picked up the phone, entered the power-on password, and my heart was beating a little fast... At the same time, I also prepared for the worst that "it might just be a public account push".

Opening the WeChat message list, Xu Mo's profile picture appeared in the forefront, with a small red circle on the right.

YES!He got back to me!

I click on the message.

"Happy New Year! Ann"

"An'an"?This is……

My first reaction was that I made a mistake and clicked on the following chat page between me and my uncle.

I exited the chat page, re-entered, and clicked on Teacher Xu Mo's profile picture again.

Still the same words: "Happy New Year! Ann"

I clicked on the contact details on the right, profile picture, profile, and WeChat ID, all of them were Teacher Xu Mo.

My God, WeChat is not a bug, is it?

I swiped up and down and looked at the chat records. It was indeed the chat records between me and Mr. Xu Mo.But the phrase "Happy New Year! An'an" seemed so abrupt.

After confirming again and again, it was indeed from Teacher Xu Mo.

I covered my mouth in disbelief.

Unbelievable surprise.

An An...how did he know...

Ann, this is my nickname from a long time ago.

Only my nearest and dearest—my parents, my grandparents and my uncle—and that was a thing of the past, since I was in junior high school, they stopped calling me "An'an" and called me Call me by my full name.I can't remember how long it's been since someone called me that.

But now, the name "An'an" was suddenly summoned by him, full of kindness and memories.

How did he call me by my nickname...! ! !

Am I dreaming...

In just a few minutes, it may be the most exciting moment of my semester.Sitting on the sofa in the back room, I couldn't control the arc of my mouth, and my heart beat faster.Even when I walked into the living room at the call of my parents, I still had a smile on my face that I couldn't hide.

Even though it was time for dinner a few minutes later, at the dinner table, thinking of what Xu Mo called me just now, I still felt unbelievable.It's a dream come true - no, it's something I never dreamed of.

……

I didn't ask much at that moment.

I didn't ask him why he used this name, and I didn't tell him what the name "An'an" means to me, and how he touched me by doing that.

Just silently collect the surprise and touch of that moment, and keep it in my heart forever.

Maybe this title is just a whim on his mind, and he will forget it before the next New Year.However, I think, as long as there is this one time, it is enough.

The surprise and happiness that that moment brought to me is hard to describe in words.But I really felt that moment. It's real.

The author has something to say: Xia Anran is really a person who is easily satisfied and easily moved by others.

Maybe it was because that person was him.