The Christmas party that Jiang Xiangyang's friends said actually started on Christmas Eve, and the place where the party was held was at Jiang Xiangyang's house - because several people except him were basically sharing a house with others, which was not suitable for holding a party at home. Jiang Xiangyang is a little small here, but after Wen Xun's hand is dressed up, he really has the feeling of an indoor party.

On the evening of Christmas Eve, Jiang Xiangyang's friends came to the door one after another with the Christmas gifts they were going to give to each other, and almost everyone sighed that Wen Xun had decorated the house warm and lovely.

Wen Xun also put the smallest Christmas tree at home, because the tree is too small, everyone's gifts can't be hung on the tree, but they just put it under the tree, which is also very festive.

In addition to a few classmates who took classes together, another student invited one of their teachers, the teacher was from country A, and under the casual conversation, the international students present were not as fluent as Wen Xun, who went abroad for the first time. Wen Xun didn't want to be in the limelight, and every time the teacher mentioned her, she only chatted with the teacher for a few words, and she didn't deliberately talk to her. But she could also see that the teacher really liked her.

The next day, Wen Xun heard Jiang Xiangyang repeat to himself: "Our teacher was stunned, and when he left, he kept muttering-Is there such a person in our school? If there is, I won't not remember it." ”

Wen Xun was amused.

It turned out that the teacher thought that he had forgotten a certain excellent student.

Back to the night of the party. Because there was only one teacher present, a native of country A, and he left very early, after he left, everyone sang some old songs in China lively. Although Wen Xun is the youngest, she has been a lover of songs since she was a child, and she can sing along with those songs.

Sometimes she also thinks it's quite strange, in recent years, there has been no shortage of major auditions for new singers, and there is no shortage of new songs emerging, but it always seems that old songs are the most moving.

She remembered that she used to tease her father for always playing those old songs back and forth in the car, and now she suddenly realized that in addition to Jiang Xiangyang's songs, she rarely listened to new songs herself.

The process from small to large is only ten years, but it always feels long.

The process from adulthood to old age takes most of the whole life, but this process is too hidden, so everyone looks back at it and feels like time has flown by, as if they just blew up.

Wen Xun wondered, realizing that she preferred to listen to the previous songs, was it the first step for her to find herself "getting old"?

But she's only in her twenties.

Everyone was still singing, because it was the apartment, and the soundproofing was not very good. At first, Wen Xun was worried about whether it would disturb the people, until she heard the laughter next door. She realized that Christmas Eve in country A is actually like Chinese New Year's Eve in China.

There was a very classic Merry Christmas song next door, and Wen Xun and Jiang Xiangyang looked at each other and smiled.

——On Christmas Eve in country A, someone is singing old songs in Chinese, which should be quite rare and unusual.

After singing enough songs, a group of people started to play the game, and unlike the previous singing of Chinese songs, their game chose to "follow the local customs" and played a kind of card in country A.

Jiang Xiangyang said at the beginning, "Wen Xun hasn't played this, why don't you change it?"

As a result, in the end, he became the person with the most notes on his face, and Wen Xun, who quickly mastered the rules of the game, did not have a few notes on his face, and was watching him laugh from the side.

As for the punishment of their game, of course, it is not just sticker notes, these notes on their faces are to be exchanged for wine in the end, how can there be less wine in a lively party.

At about half-past eleven o'clock in the evening, everyone drank the wine they owed. Wen Xun was still overwhelmed by the wine, and although he drank very little, his face quickly turned red. She paced to the window and looked out, and in the light of the street lamp, she saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

She still didn't change her habit of wanting to share it with Jiang Xiangyang as soon as she saw the snow, and her voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, "Old Jiang, it's snowing!"

Including Jiang Xiangyang, everyone was stunned by her shout.

She smiled embarrassedly at everyone, and Jiang Xiangyang explained to everyone as he walked up to her, "The common problem of southerners is that they are startled when they see snow. ”

Wen Xun glared at him, and the others laughed.

One of the girls also walked to the other window and said, "It's really nice to have snow on Christmas Eve, because in previous years, the city only saw snow in January." Let's make a wish for the first snow. ”

Everyone present made a "whoosh" sound and deliberately teased her. Only Wen Xunzhen opened the window in front of him and reached out to catch a snowflake.

Her palms were hot, and the snowflakes melted as soon as they fell.

She frowned a little in annoyance, and then she had an idea, hid her hand in her sleeve, and used it to catch a new snowflake. She carefully held the snowflakes over, and said silently in her heart: "I hope that I can watch the snow with Jiang Xiangyang every winter in the future." Then he put his hand out the window and shook the snowflakes off.

Jiang Xiangyang had already seen her a little inexplicable and cute behavior, but when she was all done, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make a wish. ”

"It's better to make a wish to snow than to make a wish to me. He said, "Snowflakes will survive for a while, and tomorrow the sun will melt, how can I help you make your wish come true." ”

Wen Xun pouted, "You mean you live longer, so you have a better chance of helping me fulfill my wishes?"

"I mean, your wish must be related to me, so in that case, you might as well tell me and I will help you make it happen. ”

Wen Xun smiled secretly, but she was facing Jiang Xiangyang with her back at this time, so Jiang Xiangyang didn't see her smile.

She replied, "It's nothing to do with you, I'm making a wish to Kauledun City, do you have a way?"

"Do you still need to make a wish?" Jiang Xiangyang said as he stepped forward and closed the gap in the window, "This is something you can do yourself." ”

"You trust me that much, huh?"

Jiang Xiangyang nodded, "Haven't you heard that sentence? Boys are very confident." Let me tell you again, I am not only confident in myself, but also in my women!"

"Poof. Wen Xun stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, "Please, be normal, don't say such a thing in public." ”

Jiang Xiangyang said vaguely, "This is home." ”

"When there are a lot of people, it's about a public place. ”

"I don't care, I don't just have to say, I have to sing. ”

Wen Xun stood on tiptoe speechlessly and knocked on his head, "I think you've drunk too much!"