I want to send you red roses

The weather was fine, but it was bitterly windy outside.

"It's too cold." Duan Tingxi, who was blowing on the heater, threw away a dozen documents that looked like chanting scriptures, and rolled around in the arms of old man Duan.

Old Man Duan, who was flipping through the magazine, immediately lowered his head and glanced at her.

"What's the matter, old man?" Duan Tingxi raised his eyebrows, and said very annoyingly: "What's the matter with Lii Lie, if my family Yu Tang is here now, it's not your turn."

Grandpa Duan: "..."

After Duan Tingxi finished his insulting words, he picked up a book to read on his own, which left old man Duan with no place to rest his hands and feet, and it was not convenient to take magazines, so he simply sat upright and watched TV on the back of the sofa.

Just like this, Duan Tingxi was still not satisfied, and after a while he shouted: "Old man, relax, you are not a primary school student listening to a class, why are you sitting so stiffly, you are panicking."

Old Man Duan was clutching the remote control, and the small veins on the back of his hand began to jump lively again, as if he was ready to throw his hand and beat her off at any moment.

At this moment, Duan Tingqi turned himself over, and added while lying on his side, frowning: "And you haven't hugged me for many years, and you still look unhappy, old man."

Old Man Duan gave her a hand, and after looking at her with his eyelids slightly down for a while, he pulled a blanket and covered her body without making a sound.

Duan Tingxi raised his eyebrows proudly.

The Dafa of coquettishness learned from her family Jiaojiao is really easy to use.

Aunt Lin, who had finished watering the flowers in her spare time, came down from upstairs and looked at the sofa curiously.

It's really good, now Duan Tingxi has not only learned how to stick to Yutang, but also the old man who can stick to Duan.

She even happily wandered around the living room and wiped two vases, then hung up the basket and went out to visit the vegetable market.

After being quiet for a while, Duan Tingqi turned over again, lay flat and said, "Old man, we have to take a family portrait this year. I haven't had one for many years."

Old man Duan's heart moved, he lowered his head, and raised his hand to gently stroke her head.

Duan Tingxi squinted his eyes, thought for a while, looked at the corner of the table next to him, and turned his eyes around the three people who were no longer there: "Our family doesn't pay attention to those who have or don't. P go up... No, let my baby come, she can do everything."

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and coughed a few times. Old Man Duan's eyes suddenly softened silently, and he stretched out his hand to hug her a little.

Duan Tingxi was soaked in bitterly icy water when he was ten years old, and he hasn't tolerated the cold since then.

Especially in winter, she just went out yesterday and came back with a cold, and she complained and looked outside: "When will it not be cold this day, even if you want to take a walk hand in hand with my baby."

"..." Old Man Duan didn't bother to talk to her, stretched out his hand and tugged at the blanket, and after tucking in the corners, he looked up at the TV again.

When he was young, he liked to be clean and tidy, and he never had a beard on his face.

Duan Tingxi looked left and right, pinching his chin restlessly: "Old man, why do you make yourself so handsome all day, you don't even have to pull a beard."

……

For an entire afternoon, when he was too busy to go out for a while, the corners of Mr. Duan's eyes were itchy, but he couldn't bear to roll her off.

At this moment, a few strings of wind chimes at the door rang, crisp and melodious, and it was Yu Tang who hung them.

"It's not my baby, it's Aunt Lin." Duan Tingxi didn't even turn his head, and continued to rebuke old man Duan, "Why are you half-hearted about hugging me, as if you were in a hurry to do business, old man, if you don't want to, just go To put it bluntly, I will lie down every day from now on, so you can get used to it."

Old man Duan put down the remote control and flicked it on her forehead several times.

……

After the gray sky darkened, the wind chime at the door rang again, and Yu Tang came back.

Who did she meet and what was arranged, as long as she didn't feel the need to tell, Duan Tingxi didn't ask.

It's just that the cardboard box in her hand caught Duan Tingxi's blinking attention. She was just guessing what it was delicious, when Yu Tang waved to her, a little softly: "Come here."

Duan Tingqi leaped from the arms of old man Duan, and ran over immediately.

When the box was opened, it was a fluffy long woolen scarf. Yu Tang didn't deliberately avoid it when she was knitting recently, but she didn't expect to finish it today.

It is milky white, with two small fur balls deliberately dropped on both ends, thin and fluffy, hanging long.

Duan Tingxi suddenly had a picture in his mind. Today, Yu Tang was sitting upright and chatting with someone about business, while knitting a ball of thread.

There was a smile in her eyes unconsciously: "Why are you so cute?"

"He has a thick face, and he even praised himself." Yu Tang tilted his head and straightened the little fur ball for her, then took a few steps back to look at it: "But it's really cute."

Duan Tingxi didn't explain, and carried him into the house from the door with a smile, and turned around a few times.

Old Man Duan, who watched TV all afternoon, pursed his lips slightly, and picked up the impurities from his hand with a smile.

The night wind is getting thinner and cooler. Tomorrow, we will go to a hot spring slope to celebrate the New Year. Everyone goes to bed early at night.

The van stopped at the gate of the community, Ji Tingyu put on gloves for Meng Xianshu, and told her: "It's cold outside, hurry up, send me a message when you get home safely."

Meng Xianshu didn't answer her, but just looked up sleepily, left the manuscript paper on the seat after several nights, opened the door and got out of the car: "It's almost twelve o'clock, you all hurry back, I won't run away tomorrow , Have a good New Year's Day."

Ji Tingyu suddenly wanted to ask something, when he tilted his head again, Meng Xianshu had already walked into the community.

The cold night was boundless, the cold wind seemed to be blowing on the stairs all the time, and there was a little fire in the darkness, always flickering quietly.

The sound of the elevator suddenly dinged, but Song Duan was delayed for two seconds before he realized it. When he raised his head, Meng Xianshu was already standing in front of him.

……

It is difficult to say that this situation is sleepwalking.

After a few seconds of relative silence, Song Duan withdrew his gaze, stood up, and left quietly.

"Come here." Meng Xianshu suddenly walked to the door without saying anything, took out the key and opened the door.

The fire light between Song Duan's fingers flickered slightly, and the person behind him pushed open the door and said, "The cigarette is pinched."

The fire was extinguished in an instant, and the lights in the corridor turned on and off again. Song Duan turned and walked slowly, but was handed a broom and shovel: "..."

She lowered her eyes, looked at Meng Xianshu again, then silently turned to the steps at the top of the stairs, lowered her head and swept the ashes away.

Maybe it was too cold, and people's consciousness was also in a trance. Song Duan's eyes fell on the soft long hair of the broom, not knowing what the situation was, and whether he should leave or not.

But with this thing, how should we go.

She didn't move for a few seconds, and Meng Xianshu, who had glanced at the door, closed the door: "A total of 25, put the money at the door."

"..." Song Duan entered the door with a 25 yuan broom and shovel halfway through the gap.

Meng Xianshu frowned expressionlessly and looked at her for a few times, and without bringing her slippers, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Song Duan stood silently in the porch for a while, then looked around the house in front of him slowly, bent down and took off his shoes, sat quietly on the table and waited.

She is upright, like a guest sculpture.

Twenty minutes later, Meng Xianshu came out with two bowls of very simple green onion noodles. Song Duan took the chopsticks and looked at her quietly with dark and bright eyes: "Thank you for taking me in today."

Meng Xianshu ate his noodles without making a sound, and the second hand just passed twelve o'clock.

Ji Tingyu, who didn't receive the news, called unexpectedly, and said in a familiar tone: "I know that it is more difficult to get you home safely and send a message than going to heaven, and people have to worry about it every day."

"What are you worrying about? It's not Cheng Sheng." Meng Xianshu leaned on the cabinet in the bedroom, and said perfunctorily: "Go to bed early, hang up."

The brief phone call was more like the usual trivialities of life. Song Duan sat alone in the living room, eating his noodles quietly, with his expression unchanged.

The moonlight was very bright, indicating that the weather would be fine tomorrow. After Meng Xianshu looked out of the window for a while, she sat back and looked into her bowl. The bowl of noodle soup was clean.

It's so edible, and I've lost half of my weight over the years, which really makes sense.

The hour hand moved minute by minute, Meng Xianshu probably wasn't hungry, and stopped when there was less than half a bowl left.

Song Duan kept looking at her, wanting to say something, but finally bowed his head and thought for a while, and got up politely: "I'm leaving."

Once some words lose their position, no matter how you say them, they will lose some meaning.

But Meng Xianshu glanced at her: "Leave after eating for nothing, what kind of virtue."

Song Duan turned to look at her.

Meng Xianshu: "Wash the dishes."

"..."

Ten minutes later, the lights in the corridor lighted up again in the dark, followed by the elevator lights.

"Song Duan." Meng Xianshu leaned against the door, his eyes fell on the orange arrow, "Why do you want to come closer to me again?"

Time passed silently, and Song Duan whispered frankly, "Because I miss you so much."

Meng Xianshu lowered her eyes expressionlessly, and thought for two seconds: "Now you start to miss me?"

The elevator dinged, and the two doors slowly opened——

"It's not that I started thinking about it now, it's that I can't help it now."

Meng Xianshu didn't say anything, turned around and closed the door.

After a quiet night, the weather was fine the next day.

At the same time, the river carp, thousands of miles away, had already slept at the beach for the night, and began to sunbathe warmly early.

All sisters are hot chickens, and vacations are happy.

It may be that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, she is only wearing a hot bikini, and she is spread out on the beach, aspiring to tan herself into bean paste.

Duan Tingxi still froze to death and had to wear a coat. After packing up his things with great energy, he drove his family out of the suburbs.

Song Duan, who had an expressionless face, did not know where he came from, and waited at an intersection and said, "Give me a ride."

Yu Tang: "..."

Her hair, which had recently grown a little, was highlighted and dyed pale gold again, and she said in the tone of meeting the leader: "Hello, grandpa, hello, auntie."

Then it was gone, and I began to close my eyes and meditate.

Grandpa Duan and Aunt Lin watched in silence for a while, and finally Aunt Lin looked away, pawing and pawing in the car, and made a blanket for her.

When he arrived at the place, Yu Tang looked out of the window without blinking. On the large open space, the mountains, rivers and rivers unfolded like a scroll, and the pale golden sunlight swayed everywhere, falling on the lake surface for no reason, like orange-red gemstones.

After her eyes turned around, she realized why Song Duan had just hitchhiked, because she saw Meng Xianshu not far away.

Just after parking the car, Song Duan opened his eyes without saying a word, got out of the car quickly, and disappeared by himself.

Yu Tang looked at Meng Xianshu again, didn't say anything, didn't bother to say hello, and got out of the car with Duan Tingqi.

As soon as the feet touch the ground, the warm and humid wind blows into the palm of the hand from all directions, carrying clean water vapor.

This is a very suitable place for vacation, even in winter.The large reeds are also swaying gently with the wind, vast and wide, with a narrow and colorful river winding down in the middle.

The hot springs all around are actually clear, and with the bubbles of the little Gudu, they flow out wave after wave.

Yu Tang stood on the high balcony, and when he looked down at the Wanghu Lake, he looked like emerald agate again.

"How long will you stay here?" She asked with unreasonable love in her heart.

Duan Tingxi hugged her behind her, and looked at the large reeds and lake water in front of him: "If you are happy, we can stay as long as we want."

This year's New Year's Day and Spring Festival are close, Yu Tang clasped her hand: "Don't you need to go back to pay New Year's greetings?"

"Our family doesn't have any New Year's greetings, and the old man doesn't like this." Duan Tingxi swayed around her gently, "Generally, it's a random day in the first month, when relatives and friends get together and have a meal."

Yu Tang tilted his head and asked her, "Are there any other relatives in the family?"

"The words of relatives—to be honest, there are quite a few." Duan Tingqi mentioned this to her for the first time, "In the old man's generation, there were seven brothers and sisters, but when he was young, there were only two brothers and sisters." There is one more, and now there is another one, but they are not very up-to-date, the old man is not used to those people."

Yu Tang probably understood what she meant, and simply smiled: "I'm used to you."

"And you." Duan Tingqi hugged her, tilted his head and kissed her gently with his eyebrows curved, "I'm not used to either of us."

There is a wind blowing, gently drifting across the reeds one by one, and the reeds surge and undulate like waves.

Old Man Duan and Aunt Lin sat in the car for several hours and were so sleepy that they went back to their room to rest first.Duan Tingxi and Yu Tang didn't move around for the time being, anyway, they had plenty of time.

The breeze slowly passed away, and the sky gradually darkened. In the afternoon, the clouds were still rolling, and the sun was shining brightly. After nightfall, the snowflakes began to float melodiously, touching the lake and melting gently.

This day is enough to turn faces.

The dots of lights lit up from all directions, but they were different from the night of the city, like small pieces of starlight on the earth.

Meng Xianshu, who also stood on the balcony for a long time, squinted her eyes, holding a warm cup of coffee: "You should stay at home with your family during the Chinese New Year, why are you following me?"

"Family?" Ji Tingyu repeated it after thinking about it, leaned against the rattan railing behind him, and sighed softly: "I'm not accompanying you."

Meng Xianshu glanced at her slightly.

Ji Tingyu took the coffee in her hand and replaced it with his freshly warmed sweet milk, without shrinking back, he said calmly: "I mean, in my heart, no matter what you are still thinking, are you thinking about me? , I have sincerely regarded you as a family member, and I really hope that I am not wishful thinking."

Large flakes of snow fell, silently in the night.

Meng Xianshu did not speak.

No response, no denial.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and when this time passes, it will be the new year.

The voice was clear in the night, Yu Tang stood quietly on the balcony separated by a wall, and another person sat silently on the roof.

Duan Tingxi pushed the door and came over, suddenly glanced at the roof next door, half fished Yu Tang out, and whispered, "Baby, what kind of corner are you listening to?" She hugged him, "We can Bite the corner yourself."

After Yu Tang glanced at her twice, he realized that something was wrong - after this person took a shower arrogantly, he was wearing a skirt underneath.

"You can do it..."

A coat with a skirt, these are all alternative fashion outfits and winter styles.

However, Duan Tingxi followed this posture and trapped her into the corner of the wall: "Let me hold you for a while, Yu Tang." She hugged her for a while as she spoke, and her hands began to gently caress Yu Tang's waist and abdomen without asking. , and whispered in her ear wickedly: "Baby, Jiaojiao."

Yu Tang: "..."

Duan Tingxi: "If you don't want to, just shout."

Yu Tang laughed, and flicked her head: "Why don't I want to." She suddenly turned around, hugged him horizontally, lowered her head and said, "You are so pretty."

Duan Tingxi blinked and reacted: "Baby, I don't mean that..."

It's just a simple, gentle, skin-to-skin kiss.

Yu Tang carried her into the house, put her on the warm rocking chair, and took out a frozen panna cotta from the refrigerator: "What do I mean?"

Duan Tingxi immediately nestled on the chair and had a good time, took the delicious food: "So I wanted to eat first and then..."

This person really loves to do it on purpose, Yu Tang smiled and pinched her chin, and took out what was originally in her mouth: "Why do you like to chew ice and grind your teeth all the time lately?"

Duan Tingxi didn't blink: "There's nowhere to vent your anger."

Yu Tang suddenly rolled his eyes, and even cleaned up the ice wine on the table and glanced at her: "Rogue."

Duan Tingxi also bent his eyes and smiled: "I'm ashamed to say that I'm so sore for anyone who has been a hooligan these days."

When she said this, she was smiling like a fox at the end of her eyes, her facial features were as bright as flowers, her skirt was blooming like petals, and her neck was as white as snow.

Yu Tang lightly took a sip of the wine in the glass and put it between his lips and teeth, and after a long time, he pretended to kiss her: "Then don't play tricks on me, we will go to the lake to watch the sun tomorrow morning. Is it okay to go out?"

Duan Tingxi just smiled enthusiastically but closed his eyes for a while, hugged her soft back with both hands, and kissed her smooth cheeks, lips and teeth with a faint wine fragrance.

Behind them is the sky full of snowflakes, falling in the dots of lights.

Yu Tang quickly turned over the person in his arms and took the initiative to send her to the top.

I don't know when the sound of fireworks started to sound outside, and the blooming colors lighted up and went out wave by wave, and Meng Xianshu, who was left alone, was still leaning on the balcony, with these gorgeous fiery trees and silver flowers reflected in his eyes, and the fine dust flying in the air .

Song Duan sat quietly on the roof above her head, looking in the same direction and watching the same fireworks as the people downstairs.

I don't know how long it took...

Yu Tang on the bed also closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while.

It's a new year again.

This year is newer than any previous year, full of nostalgia and anticipation for this gentle day in my heart.

I hope that every year in the future will be like this, and I will spend every year in the arms of gentle people.

Except for one thing...how come this time, in the end, she was still the one who was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.