Seven o'clock in the evening.

Fan Shulan made a large table of sumptuous meals, both meat and vegetarian, which made people appetize at first sight.

To Ying Xiaochuan's surprise, half of these meals were actually made by Wen Yingying.

As if knowing what Ying Xiaochuan was thinking, Wen Yingying raised her face, smiled, and said, "I will cook by myself in Wenxiang Pavilion." ”

Fan Shulan said with a smile: "Xiaochuan, I talked to Yingying just now, this is a good daughter-in-law, both virtuous and beautiful, you can't live up to people's ----"

Ying Xiaochuan heard Fan Shulan's meaning, picked up the rice again and again, and said vaguely: "I know Mom, how can I be bad to Sakura?"

"And Xiaoling, you have to take care of a little ----"

Ying Xiaochuan glanced at Ao Ling carefully, she was still worried that Ao Ling would be sad, but unexpectedly, her eyes were still narrowed into crescents, holding the bowl and saying with a smile: "Auntie, when Brother Xiaochuan and Sister Wen get married, I will be a bridesmaid." ”

"Good, good, good. ”

Fan Shulan smiled from ear to ear, and kept sandwiching meat between the three of them: "The three of you are all good children." That Ogawa, what about you and Sakura ----"

"Ahem----"

Ying Xiaochuan, who was still drinking the soup, was choked by this sentence and coughed repeatedly, blushing and said, "Mom, Sakura and I have just started." ”

"Mom knows, Mom just thinks, you guys hurry up and get things done early, give birth to a big fat boy and come out ----," Fan Shulan explained.

Wen Yingying's face turned red suddenly when she said this, and she hurriedly buried her head in the rice.

Ying Xiaochuan's eyes widened: "Mom, are you really ...... It's still early. ”

That being said, Ying Xiaochuan and Wen Yingying knew it.

Although the relationship has been established for a short time, counting their past lives, they have known each other for a long time.

Therefore, even if they get married as soon as they get together, Wen Yingying and Ying Xiaochuan will not mind.

The only problem is that the current situation is not clear, the butterfly gate has been extinguished, but the root cause is not broken, and we can never let our guard down.

In a burst of laughter, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner ended.

Wen Yingying took the initiative to put away the empty plates and put them all into the pool to be cleaned, and she did all this willingly, as if she was changing her identity in advance.

Wen Yingying helped Fan Shulan wash the dishes, and then helped Ying Xiaochuan boil the water and pour the wine into a kettle.

Ying Xiaochuan took three cups and said to Wen Yingying and Ao Ling, "Have a drink together?"

Wen Yingying nodded with a smile, but Ao Ling shook her head and said, "The dragon clan can't get drunk, you can drink it." ”

Ying Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll take you to your room." ”

Ao Ling's room was opposite Fan Shulan, and after entering, she closed the door.

The kettle was hot, and there was a burst of white gas, Ying Xiaochuan came to Wen Yingying with wine, poured her a glass of wine, and poured himself another glass.

"Why do you want to drink all of a sudden?" Wen Yingying didn't drink immediately with her wine glass, but looked at Ying Xiaochuan and asked.

"Why?"

Ying Xiaochuan himself was stunned for a moment, and drank it if he wanted to, how could there be so many why?

However, he still found a reason to drink, and said to Wen Yingying: "Because I didn't succeed in talking to me last time, as the saying goes, women are good when they are drunk, I wonder if you will forgive me if you are drunk, but you don't seem to have drunk a drop of wine." ”

Wen Yingying immediately remembered what happened in the bar before, she was in a bad mood and drunk at the bar, and she was accosted by two men on the way, but she was taught a hard lesson by herself.

Later, Ying Xiaochuan appeared, and he was grabbed by his hand and ran for several miles.

That night, she went to drink, but she didn't get a drop of wine.

"So what do you want to do with me this time?"

"Why do you think ---- think so badly?" Ying Xiaochuan frowned, and said unhappily: "If you don't drink during the New Year, is it still called the New Year?"

"Our custom here is to drink, the more you drink, the more people like it, do you drink?"

"Drink. ”

Wen Yingying smiled even more on her face, and drank the wine in the cup.

Ying Xiaochuan's eyes widened when he saw it, and reminded: "You drink slowly, this is a high degree of soju----"

Wen Yingying put down her wine glass, and asked without a red face and a heartbeat, "What's the matter?"

“…… When I didn't say. Ying Xiaochuan looked at Wen Yingying's face that hadn't changed at all, and immediately stopped talking.

I really can't see it, Wen Yingying is still a massive.

Wen Yingying poured herself another glass, looked at the night sky outside the window, and her eyes softened: "Maybe it's because of the influence of my master, I haven't trusted anyone except my master since I was a child, so I have no friends, many people in the butterfly gate are afraid of me, afraid of me, and even regard me as a flood beast---- it is inevitable that I will be sad if I am lonely for a long time, for me, wine is the best friend." ”

After a pause, she got a little closer, looked at Ying Xiaochuan with a provocative gaze, and said, "Believe it or not, you can't drink me even if you have ten?"

"Letter. ”

Ying Xiaochuan nodded, what kind of environment creates what character, in the psychologically distorted and even somewhat perverted sect of Butterfly Gate, Wen Yingying's perception of this world is not distorted, it is already very good.

Wen Yingying didn't speak anymore, just poured a glass for herself, and raised her glass to Ying Xiaochuan, the meaning of the toast was obvious.

Ying Xiaochuan raised his glass and said with a smile: "Cheers." ”

"Cheers to being alive. Wen Yingying said.

While----

The two wine glasses touched together, making a pleasant sound, Wen Yingying's eyes were cold and soft, and she drank it all again.

Ying Xiaochuan was not in a hurry, and drank one bite at a time.

"Cheers. Wen Yingying raised her glass again, and Ying Xiaochuan also smiled to meet her.

Every time she toasted, Wen Yingying would drink it all, and Ying Xiaochuan just took a small sip.

It's not that he doesn't want to toast, but he can't find the feelings of toasting---- Wen Yingying wants to say goodbye to her in the past, what is he for?

The heavy snow has stopped for a while, but the temperature is still cold.

But the two who drank soju did not feel cold at all, on the contrary, their abdomen was very warm, as if there was a fire burning again.

Outside was the wind of hunting, no stars, no moon, only endless darkness.

Outside the window, there are a few couples walking in the snow, snuggling up to each other by the dim street lamps on both sides.

Ying Xiaochuan and Wen Yingying, no hugging, no kissing, only drinking one cup after another, this is their silent communication at the moment.

Soon, the burning knife bottomed out.

If there was no wine to drink, Wen Yingying stopped drinking and stood up.

"Why are you going?" asked Ying Xiaochuan aloud.

Wen Yingying turned her head and smiled: "Take a bath." And then...... Go to bed. ”

After a pause, Wen Yingying added: "I don't have the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala. ”

"Neither did I. Ying Xiaochuan also smiled.

Wen Yingying was stunned, and then her smile became thicker, and she was about to go to the bathroom.

Whoosh----

At this moment, beautiful fireworks set off outside the window and exploded in the dark night sky.

The night sky of Geumseong is also lit up one by one, and it looks even more beautiful than usual.

Wen Yingying's footsteps stopped again, turned around, and stared at the fireworks in the distance.

Cracking sound----

More and more fireworks exploded, and there were naughty children in the community who ran downstairs without fear of the cold, setting off fireworks again and again.

A hundred flowers compete for beauty, and the group is in full bloom, like a group performance of fireworks.

Ying Xiaochuan looked up, the fireworks were very close and the sound was very loud, but Wen Yingying did not cover her ears, but raised her face to watch.

She watched it very seriously, like a primary school student listening to a teacher's lecture and longing to take in all these fireworks.

"Someone is setting off fireworks. ”

Wen Yingying came to Ying Xiaochuan's side, and her tone was quiet: "What a beautiful fireworks----"

"yes, it's beautiful. ”

Syllable----

Syllable----

Syllable----

The fireworks went up, Wen Yingying was watching the fireworks, but Ying Xiaochuan was watching Wen Yingying.

Silence was like her state of mind

I can't stop sighing and complaining

Mature eyes are full of emptiness

That one can see clearly

How to go on the road

The heart has long been stolen

Emptiness and loneliness

Lonely and helpless

The rest is in a flash

So long

So far away

Fireworks are lonely.

She is more lonely than fireworks.