The young man's family is in the northwest, and he can't go home for Chinese New Year's Eve and is depressed for a week, so He Waner said that he took the initiative to work overtime for him.

The young man was grateful, gritted his teeth and bought the last and most expensive ticket, and returned home on the evening of the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year.

He probably felt that He Guaner was a rare good boss, but He Guaner also thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

After a full day on duty, she had an excuse not to go to Nanjiang New Area for Chinese New Year's Eve, and there was nothing to do when she was on duty, and she just happened to calm down and memorize words to lay the foundation for further study abroad in the coming year.

Since that incident, she hasn't called Lu Yunhui or He Yixiao for almost half a month, and she doesn't want to see them yet. It was a good excuse to stay on duty at the unit, and she didn't have to travel through most of the city in the cold wind to a place that didn't feel like home at all.

The more lively they lived, the more lonely she became. It's not as good as the old house in the old city, at least there is a father who can accompany her.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, almost all the shops on the street were closed, and it was dark. Only the 24-hour convenience store is still lit up.

He Wan'er hadn't eaten dinner yet, and he felt hungry because of the cold wind, so he simply walked straight into the store and ordered oden, and then sat on a simple stool and ate slowly.

There was only one cashier in the store, the eldest sister who was guarding the counter, her eyes locked on the TV above.

The TV is broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala, and the screen is full of joyful red and gold, accompanied by singing and laughter, which is very lively.

But this small shop with only two people is becoming more and more deserted.

After watching the sketch, the eldest sister was made red by the sensationalism of the main theme at the end of the sketch. She raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, looked at He Wan'er sitting in the corner of the shop, and suddenly wondered: "Beauty, why don't you go home for the New Year?"

He Guan'er ate the last few strings of fish balls and replied: "My family is far away, and the travel fee is expensive, so I will go back when the weather is warm." ”

The Northeast accent she deliberately brought made the eldest sister misunderstand that she was a stranger, and she touched the scene for a while and opened the conversation.

At such a special time, strangers can't care about the taboo of talking deeply.

In just a few minutes, the eldest sister had already explained the situation at home clearly. Her husband and son work in Africa, and they will not see each other until the end of next year because of the high cost of travel.

He Wan'er listened to her with a smile, and responded with a few words appropriately, so that the eldest sister opened her heart completely, and she also took it seriously in front of the tree hole.

After eating, He Wan'er stretched his waist, and when it was time to go out, he took out a bottle of beer from the freezer and returned to the counter to check out.

The eldest sister persuaded: "It's not good to drink this on a cold day, especially if a girl is cold, she shouldn't eat cold." ”

"It's okay, I'm hot. He Wan'er said casually.

The eldest sister no longer stopped, scanned the code and did not let He Wan'er pay, and said: "Just when I invite you, we are all alone for Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is also a fate to meet today." ”

He Wan'er didn't shirk, thanked him, and went out with the wine.

When he went out, He Wan'er really shuddered.

This year is particularly coincidental, the beginning of spring is the first day of the first month.

It's already February, and the weather is getting warmer, but although the sun is shining during the day, it's still cold at night.

But she carried the bottle of beer, her head dangling, and she walked without knowing her destination. I don't know how long she walked, but she found that she had walked to the Quling River.

It was late at night, the cold wind was gusting on the river, and she leaned on the railing to look at the churning river under her feet, and her eyes were blown a little open.

After a moment's pause, she knocked the cap of her beer on the railing and drank it in one gulp.

After a few bites, my fingers were so cold that I lost consciousness, and my stomach was also cold.

He Guaner felt very comfortable, looking at the fireworks rising in the direction of the new district city from the other side, but unconsciously, a tear crossed the corner of his eye.

Eleven o'clock is still a few minutes away—if you count by the hours of ancient times, it will soon be the end of the year.

He Wan'er turned on his mobile phone, flipped out the only photo she had saved with her father when he was alive for many years, raised the beer bottle with his other hand, and said, "Dad, I'm so ...... I am fine. ”

Even in the face of photos, she still replaced the words "I miss you so much" with reporting worries and not good news.

As soon as eleven o'clock passed, as in previous years, the overwhelming New Year's blessings began to strike.

In WeChat, QQ, and the most traditional phone short messages.

This seems to have become the same traditional project as watching the Spring Festival Gala, but in fact, it has long been a routine, and no one else remembers it if it is not sent or returned.

So He Wan'er didn't reply to a single word, but just typed eight simple words to Hu Qin and Lu Hanzhang.

What is given to Hanzhang is - pay attention to the body, and make all wishes come true;

And for Hu Qin, the family is happy and the Spring Festival is happy.

Rubbing Gu Nian's avatar that will never light up again, he still typed eight words - I miss you very much, see you in the next life.

After sending the message, the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

It seems that this is the first time He Wan'er has spent Chinese New Year's Eve alone, but she feels as if she should have lived like this.

There was no laughter, and after the general short-term blessings were sent, all she had was the empty loneliness in her hands.

But what does it matter? Hasn't she always been?

The ancients said that every festive season is full of relatives, He Guaner made up his mind to be quiet this year, but he was inevitably embarrassed.

"I can't think about sad things anymore!" He Wan'er threw away the beer bottle, patted his cold face, and then put on his headphones and prepared to continue listening to the words to divert his attention.

Foreign languages have been thrown away by her for many years, and it is not too easy to pick them all up, but the recent evil supplement effect is very good, and it should not be a big problem to pass the inspection - after all, when she took the college entrance examination that year, she was aiming to obtain the qualification of simultaneous interpretation after graduating from the university of Chinese language, and long before the university entrance examination, she was able to watch original movies and American dramas without subtitles, and she could also communicate with foreign friends normally and unhindered.

Thinking of the college entrance examination, she was a little distracted.

If, if there is an if, if her father had not sacrificed and she had not gone to the police academy, then what would her life be like?

He Wan'er sighed, but his hand accidentally touched the mobile phone screen, lighting up the player of NetEase Cloud.

In the next second, soft music sounded, like a tide surging from all directions, filling her ears.

He Wan'er just wanted to switch back to the word dialogue, but stopped the moment the prelude of the song sounded.

She only felt that the song she was playing should be an old song that she was very familiar with, and the melody was very familiar, but she couldn't remember what song it was.