For many Chinese people, the Spring Festival Gala of the Chinese New Year's Eve is a must-see program - even if you don't watch it, the TV must be tuned to this channel, and then do your own thing.

Miao Miao has made a lot of dishes, some dishes are the first time to try, many food bloggers on Weibo have released menus of reunion dishes suitable for the New Year, Miao Miao watched the video and slowly learned step by step, Ban Qingyi started on the side, his own hands and feet, saying that it was almost a favor, but he and Miao Miao enjoyed it.

There's nothing more heartwarming than completing a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together.

At half past eight in the evening, Miao Miao and Ban Qingyi sat at the dining table together, watching the lively scene on TV, one holding a bowl of hot soup and taking small sips.

Ban Qingyi's eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

"You cut this radish yourself today, do you think it's very fragrant?" Miao Miao asked Ban Qingyi with a smile.

Ban Qingyi smiled and nodded.

The radishes in the bowl are of different sizes, strange shapes and everything, but fortunately, they have been stewed for a long time and are already soft and rotten, but it does not affect the taste.

Miao Miao held chopsticks to clip the ribs, and the doorbell rang at this time. Her hand paused, but she got up to open the door.

Rong Rui was wearing a coat, standing at the door in the dust, seeing that it was Miao Miao who came to speak, he smiled, and there was a hint of winter night in his smile: "After a twelve-hour flight back overnight, don't you invite me into the house to celebrate the New Year?"

Miao Miao is still wearing an apron, I don't know if it's because of pregnancy, the breath of "don't enter the living" on her body is a little less, and now she is standing at the door with a doorknob and looking at his expression, like a full-time wife waiting for her husband to return home.

Such an idea is easy for people to take off their guard, but unfortunately Miao Miao is too far away from his full-time wife after all.

"The temple here is small, I'm afraid it can't accommodate a big Buddha like Mr. Rong. Now there are still three full hours before the New Year's Eve, and Mr. Rong is still too late to go home now. ”

"It's really indifferent, and I don't want to take in a poor homeless person during the New Year. Rong Rui sighed.

"I'm not a philanthropist, and since I can't help you, being so compassionate is also a kind of chicken rib. Miao Miao paused and looked at Rong Rui's face.

He still has a cold and noble temperament, but there is a trace of fatigue in his eyes.

Of course, this kind of exhaustion was largely revealed by Rong Rui to make Miao Miao's heart soften. If a casual person deliberately saw Rong Rui's true state, then he would probably be dead by now.

But Miao Miao still turned sideways and let Rong Rui in.

She cooked a lot of dishes tonight, and she couldn't finish eating with Ban Qingyi, so she was going to pack up and go back to her hometown tomorrow, and everything she couldn't eat would be wasted.

One more person eats, and one less waste.

When Miao Miao let Rong Rui enter the door with this thought, she was laughing at herself in her heart.

When does she have to find a reason for doing something?

The Spring Festival Gala is as lively as ever, Miao Miao is watching TV while eating, but Rong Rui and Ban Qingyi are single-minded when they eat, and they don't like to use it for two purposes.

At the end of eating, Rong Rui and Ban Qingyi put down their chopsticks left and right, and concentrated on accompanying Miao Miao.

Miao Miao took a few bites and lost her appetite.

On the left is Ban Qingyi, who is watching her intently - she is used to Ban Qingyi staring at her from time to time, but it's okay. The key is Rong Rui's gaze on the right, which makes Miao Miao a little difficult to digest.

"If Mr. Yung feels that he is idle right now, you can go up to the sofa and take a break. Miao Miao put down the dishes and chopsticks and opened her mouth expressionlessly.

"I think it's good to rest here. Rong Rui replied nonchalantly.

Miao Miao endured it, not wanting to have a verbal argument with Rong Rui on this kind of New Year's Eve. She had to save some effort to celebrate the New Year.

Rong Rui is a guest, Ban Qingyi is a child, Miao Miao didn't open her mouth to let the two of them help, silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and when she went out with the garbage bag in the kitchen, Rong Rui immediately got up: "I'll come." ”

"No, you're a guest. Miao Miao opened her mouth coldly, walked to the entrance to change her shoes, turned her head and said, "I don't take the key, I'll open the door for me later." ”

After speaking, the door opened and closed, and with a "bang", Miao Miao's figure disappeared behind the door.

The smell of the New Year in the city is not strong, Miao Miao took the elevator downstairs, put the garbage in her hand in the garbage bin at the entrance of the building, thought about it, and walked towards the convenience store in the community.

When I went to the supermarket today, I forgot to buy glutinous rice balls.

Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and I want to eat rice balls.

When she walked out of the supermarket with a bag of rice balls and walked towards the building where she lived, she happened to see a low-key BMW slowly stopping at the entrance of the building and turning off the lights.

The light at night was not very bright, but Miao Miao could still see the license plate number clearly.

She stopped in the distance.

The people in the car never got out of the car.

She walks over now, and no matter how she goes, she will definitely be found.

And Miao Miao felt that the car had been parked here for so long, and there was no response from the car, and she must have not intended to let her know that he had been here in the first place.

The sound of fireworks blooming sounded in the distance, but it was too far away, which made Miao Miao feel that there was more and more silence around her.

What broke the silence was the ringing of her phone.

"Did you throw away the trash, did you throw it in Antarctica?" Rong Rui's voice was lazy, "It's been half an hour." ”

"I'll be right back. Miao Miao's eyes kept falling on the car, and after speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Rong Rui to respond.

Mu Ningyuan finally got out of the car - Miao Miao's mobile phone rang too loudly, and it was difficult for him to pretend that he couldn't hear it.

I don't know if there is a book dedicated to teaching those divorced men and women how to greet each other when they reunite after a long absence.

Miao Miao pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, looking at Mu Ningyuan's increasingly thin figure in the night.

On such an occasion where no one else was present, she found that Mu Ningyuan had lost a lot of weight, and her aura had condensed a lot.

"What's the matter with staying at home and reuniting with your family during the Chinese New Year, waiting downstairs for others. Miao Miao smiled and spoke.

"Passing by. Mu Ningyuan replied briefly.

It doesn't seem that the relationship between them is broken to the point that they have to argue about life and death as soon as they meet, and today is Chinese New Year's Eve, as if everything is shrouded in a veil of warmth by this New Year's Eve, and when they meet again, the two seem to be able to be so calm and say a greeting.

A word -

"Happy New Year. ”

"Happy New Year. ”

Both spoke at the same time.

Miao Miao's hand unconsciously stroked her stomach, looked at Mu Ningyuan's unclear expression, and was about to speak: "Mu Ningyuan, I have-"

"On Chinese New Year's Eve, Mr. Mu did not wait for sycophants from all walks of life at home, but appeared alone in such a mid-range community, which really surprised me. ”

Rong Rui slowly walked out of the corridor, with his hands in his pockets, and a lady's scarf hanging in the crook of his hand.

Mu Ningyuan pursed his lips and didn't speak, only glanced at Miao Miao deeply.

Miao Miao opened her mouth, all the words were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't say a single superfluous word.