The night was dark, Meng Qiwen and Gao Xuan were getting older, and they couldn't stay up late, so they went back to the room to rest before eleven o'clock.

Meng Zijun made an appointment with his classmates to go out to play, and he was not at home at this time.

Lin Zhiming and Meng Guangsha held bottles of liquor, drinking wine while sipping melon seeds, and drank until the New Year's bell rang at twelve o'clock.

"Happy New Year!" everyone hugged each other in the living room to greet the New Year, and then everyone picked up their mobile phones and greeted their friends one after another.

Lin Zhiming didn't have this habit before, and in previous years, he rarely waited until twelve o'clock for the Chinese New Year, either going to bed early or doing things.

This is the most comfortable year he has had in recent years, so he also lies on the sofa and plays with people on his phone.

The first person to send WeChat to Lin Zhiming was Gu Feiyan.

Gu Feiyan seemed to be pinching the message at the right time, and her message was ahead of everyone.

"Fate, happy new year, I wish you all the best in the new year, and I wish you a return to Yao Jing as soon as possible, I'm sorry for what happened last time, if you need my help if you need anything, just ask." Gu Feiyan said.

"It's okay, and I wish you a happy new year. I went back to work after the year. Lin Zhiming said.

"Look, I'm going to get ready for bed, you must be drinking a bar, after all, you have so many friends, good night, I hope to see you in my dreams!" Gu Feiyan replied.

"Good night. Lin Zhiming replied with these two words, and then looked at Gu Feiyan's avatar and was stunned for a while.

I don't know why, the picture of Gu Feiyan nesting alone in the quilt and looking at her mobile phone appeared in his mind.

"It's impossible, how can she go home to celebrate the New Year with her family. Lin Zhiming thought as he opened the message from the others.

At this time, Gu Feiyan, who was in Strait City, was similar to what Lin Zhiming thought, she was sitting at the head of the bed, holding the quilt, holding her mobile phone in her hand, looking at Lin Zhiming's WeChat avatar in a daze.

The window next to the bed was open, and a cold wind blew in through the window.

Gu Feiyan hugged the quilt tightly, then tilted her head, and kept looking at Lin Zhiming's WeChat avatar, not knowing what she was thinking.

On the other hand, Lin Zhiming began to regret why he wanted to reply to other people's New Year's messages, and now more messages have popped up in his WeChat.

"I'll go see how Wan'er sleeps, you can help me reply to the message, try not to talk, otherwise I won't want to sleep at night." Lin Zhiming threw the phone to Yao Jing and walked into the room by himself.

It was the first time for Yao Jing to look at Lin Zhiming's WeChat so seriously, and she felt very happy, because Lin Zhiming did this to represent his trust in her.

Yao Jing replied to the message seriously, ending the other party's desire to continue chatting as soon as possible.

Yao Jing scrolled down the messages one by one to see if there was anything missing, and WeChat avatars swiped in front of her.

Suddenly, Yao Jing stopped her fingers, and she saw Gu Feiyan's three words.

This should be Lin Zhiming's note to Gu Feiyan.

Yao Jing clicked on Gu Feiyan's information and found that Gu Feiyan's WeChat name was Little Bird in the Forest.

Although I know that it is unethical to peek at people's chat history, but... Yao Jing is a woman after all, and when she sees her rival in love, she really has no way to ignore it.

Yao Jing hesitated for a moment, then deleted the chat box between Gu Feiyan and Lin Zhiming, and then opened a new chat box.

In this case, there is no chat history in the chat box at all.

Yao Jing felt a lot less guilty in her heart, after all, she didn't go to see the chat records between Lin Zhiming and Gu Feiyan.

"Are you there?" Yao Jing sent a message to Gu Feiyan.

"What's wrong?" Gu Feiyan immediately replied to the message.

"I'm Yao Jing. Yao Jing said.

The other end of WeChat was silent for a long time, and after that, Gu Feiyan came back with the news.

"Are you reconciled? I'm sorry for what happened before, I was too impulsive. Gu Feiyan said.

"I trust my husband, so I don't need you to explain, I know it was a misunderstanding, I just wanted to talk to you. Yao Jing said.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" asked Gu Feiyan.

"Let's talk about my husband," Yao Jing said.

"Okay!" Gu Feiyan readily agreed.

"Do you love him?" asked Yao Jing.

"Love. Gu Feiyan replied, "I regard him as the most important person in my life, from the first time I saw him in college, I fell hopelessly in love with him, I'm sorry, I know you will definitely be unhappy when you say this, but since you asked me, I can only tell the truth." ”

"Are you sure it's love, don't you like it?" asked Yao Jing.

"Sure, I loved him for almost ten years, and I knew that that was love, not love, and that I could give everything I had, including my life, for him. Gu Feiyan said.

"Why do you love him, and what is his attraction to you?" asked Yao Jing.

"It all started at the beginning of that year..."

Gu Feiyan told the story between her and Lin Zhiming.

It was also at this time that Yao Jing learned that Lin Zhiming had actually saved Gu Feiyan.

"I'm sorry to tell you so much, I have no intention of destroying your family, and I'm trying to restrain myself, but I really, really love him, and I can assure you, I love your husband more than you do. Gu Feiyan said.

"You do love my husband more than I do. Yao Jing replied, after listening to what Gu Feiyan said, Yao Jing really had a feeling of being ashamed of herself, she couldn't imagine that a woman would love her husband so much, and she didn't even know whether she loved her husband or not, she always felt that she just liked him, it seems, it can't talk about love, even if it is considered love, what is this love compared to Gu Feiyan's love for Lin Zhiming?

"Are you laughing at me?" asked Gu Feiyan.

"No, I'm just telling you the fact that I am moved by your love for my husband, but... You don't have any chance, he's my husband, and no one can snatch him from me. Yao Jing said.

"Do you love him?" asked Gu Feiyan.

Yao Jing looked at this sentence and was silent for a long time, then deleted the chat box and walked back to the room with Lin Zhiming's mobile phone.

Gu Feiyan didn't ask any more questions.

Yao Jing handed over the mobile phone to Lin Zhiming and said, "I've already helped you talk about the whole day, thank me." ”

"Thank you, wife, come, the quilt has warmed you up, come quickly. Lin Zhiming patted the bed board beside him and said.

Yao Jing nodded, and when she was about to go into the bathroom to change her pajamas, she hesitated for a moment, and then took off her clothes in front of Lin Zhiming.

This scene stunned Lin Zhiming on the bed.

Although the two have been sleeping in the same bed for a long time, and touching and touching are indispensable during this period, Yao Jing changed pajamas in front of him for the first time.

Yao Jing was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly put on her pajamas while saying, "What are you looking at?"

"What do you think I'm looking at?" Lin Zhiming asked.

Yao Jing smiled embarrassedly, then walked to the side of the bed and got into the quilt, hugged Lin Zhiming's body, and pillowed his head on Lin Zhiming's arm.

Lin Zhiming hugged Yao Jing and kissed Yao Jing's forehead.

"I'm going to sleep. Yao Jing said.

"Sleep!" Lin Zhiming gently patted Yao Jing's back.

I don't know how long it took, Yao Jing's body trembled slightly.

"Why are you crying?" Lin Zhiming asked suspiciously.

Yao Jing raised her head, looked at Lin Zhiming with teary eyes, and said, "Husband, I just used your mobile phone to chat with Gu Feiyan. ”

"Oh, and then?" Lin Zhiming asked calmly.

"Then I realized how much she loved you, and how much she loved you to shame me, and I suddenly felt like I didn't deserve you, because I didn't love you as much as she did... I've been married to you for four years, and I don't love you as much as Gu Feiyan, I'm really sad. Yao Jing said with a sob.

"So, you shouldn't be brain-dead and let me out, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"Of course not, you are my husband, no one can take it away, I just feel sad, I don't love you as much as Gu Feiyan. Yao Jing said.

"Fool. Lin Zhiming touched Yao Jing's head and said, "There is no way to compare the amount of love, the depth and shallowness, love is mutual, and only the love that gets a response can be regarded as love." ”

"Then do you love me?" Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming expectantly.

"Do you love me?" Lin Zhiming asked rhetorically.

Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming with teary eyes and said, "I love you." ”

"Me too. Lin Zhiming hugged Yao Jing tightly.

"That's... What about Gu Feiyan?" asked Yao Jing.

Lin Zhiming did not answer, but sighed silently.

Yao Jing was very interested, and she didn't ask again.

The next day, the first day of the new year, the sun was shining.

There seems to be still the smell of gunsmoke from last night's fireworks in the air.

Lin Zhiming's family has the habit of getting up early, so the whole family gets up before eight o'clock.

Meng Qiwen and Gao Xuan also got along very well, and just a few people sat around the dining table to have breakfast on the first day of the new year.

After that, Meng Guangsha's family also came over, and everyone wore new clothes and went to the street.

Shopping is the basic activity of Meng Qiwen's family on the first day of the new year, and Meng Qiwen doesn't like to go to people's homes, so on the first day of the new year, his family walks on the street.

Not far from the house is a Xinhuadu Square, the square is crowded, there are barbecues, selling Spring Festival couplets balloons, and making games, such as darts and balls.

The real flavor of the New Year is often reflected in the first day of the new year.

Everyone is wearing new clothes, Meng Qiwen is wearing a straight Zhongshan suit, his silver hair is meticulously combed, although he is over seventy years old, he is still radiant and eye-catching.

After walking for a while, Lin Zhiming found that Meng Qiwen seemed to be a little unwilling.

"Go if you want, look at your absent-minded appearance. Gao Xuan said to Meng Qiwen.

"Where are you going?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"The calligraphers at the Confucian Temple learned to write Spring Festival couplets there, and they write there every year, and your grandfather can't wait. Gao Xuan said.

"There's no such rush. Meng Qiwen said embarrassedly.

"You go quickly, I have an order for them, you remember to go home for dinner at noon." Gao Xuan said.

"Cheng!" Meng Qiwen was not verbose, and left after saying goodbye to Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming ordered them to wander around until nearly eleven o'clock, and then they went home together.

Not long after arriving home, Meng Qiwen returned.

What made Lin Zhiming a little puzzled was that Meng Qiwen's originally meticulous hair was a little messy at this time, and the straight Zhongshan on his body had wrinkles in several places, and there were some stains.

Meng Qiwen said hello to Lin Zhiming briefly, and then approached his room silently.