Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blown down, the stars are like rain.

A thousand years ago, when Xin Qiji wrote such wonderful words on the Shangyuan Festival, he must have seen the fire trees and silver flowers in Lin'an City.

Even though the Southern Song Dynasty was in turmoil, there was no atmosphere of mountain rain in the city of Hangzhou, which can be regarded as Bianjing, only the noisy sound of pushing cups and changing lamps and the scarlet scene of drunken gold fans who could not extricate themselves.

The same is true today.

Fireworks are also always colorful and inadvertently obscuring stars that have not twinkled for a long time, attracting those who occasionally look up to admire.

At this time, it was not yet late at night, and the sky was extremely dark when it lost its fireworks embellishment, but the night could not resist the strong festive atmosphere between the alleys.

There are still scattered pedestrians running around the street, and even if they are in a hurry, their faces can't stop smiling with happiness.

It's the New Year.

Everyone is going home and reunited.

I don't know when the Spring Festival has been given the label of reunion by the public, and all relatives and friends are crowded in a room, saying auspicious words to each other, which is what people call family happiness.

But if you have to be alone, it seems to be incompatible with this festival, and it looks a little pitiful.

Jiang Suhe leaned against the slightly cold wall of the living room, sat on the floor, squinted his eyes at the fireworks that bloomed in the air from time to time outside the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up the wine next to him and took a deep sip.

He forgot when he didn't like the New Year.

He didn't know what he hated about the Spring Festival.

So he came to China quietly on Chinese New Year's Eve, away from the chaos of that small peninsula.

Jiang Suhe picked up the wine bottle again, but found that he didn't know when all the wine had been drunk, leaving only an empty wine bottle.

shook his head helplessly, but he understood Xin Qiji's loneliness thousands of years ago.

It's just that he is just melancholy, and he can't compare to Mr. You'an's feelings for his family and country.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a knock at the door.

Jiang Suhe looked at the door in surprise, it was a bit puzzling for him that someone was coming to him at this time.

Just when he was still hesitating whether to open the door, the knocking sound became louder and louder, as if he had a tendency to keep knocking if he didn't open the door.

Looking through the cat's eyes, a girl with a red face was leaning against the door frame and rubbing her hands in waiting, and from time to time she breathed into her hands.

Jiang Suhe opened the door in shock, and before he could say anything, he was pushed open by the girl, and watched her squeeze into the room.

"Why haven't you opened the door for so long? I'm going to freeze to death if it's any longer." The girl grumbled and walked to the living room couch, "It's still warm in the room." ”

Looking back at Jiang Suhe, who was still leaning on the door in a daze, the girl hooked the corners of her mouth and beckoned: "Uncle is still stunned, come and sit." ”

"You're welcome, just like you're in your own home. The girl found a comfortable position and nestled in the sofa and lifted Erlang's legs.

Jiang Suhe closed the door angrily, but still replied with a smile: "Isn't this my home?"

"Why are you here?" Jiang Suhe casually hung the down jacket that the girl had taken off in the closet.

"What? The girl casually glanced around, and saw the wine bottles scattered on the ground, and her brow furrowed slightly.

"Drinking so much wine by yourself again?" the girl stared at Jiang Suhe with some dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing with me for the New Year?" Jiang Suhe kicked the wine bottle into the corner following the girl's line of sight and sat down beside her.

The girl was about to answer, but she closed her mouth again, staring at Jiang Suhe without saying a word, frowning slightly, looking a little unhappy.

"It's not the New Year, it's a celebration. Jiang Suhe saw that he couldn't avoid this question, so he reluctantly spoke.

"Oh, you don't want your own body for the New Year, right? The girl was explained, and her tone slowed down slightly, but she didn't plan to let Jiang Suhe go.

"Okay Ziyu, I'm fine, this little wine is not enough. Jiang Suhe lightly flicked Zhou Ziyu's smooth forehead, "Tell me about you." ”

"How did you find me?"

Zhou Ziyu covered his forehead with his hands, pursed his ruddy little mouth, and muttered: "It's not easy to find you?"

"Jiang Shiqi's girl told you. ”

"Hee-hee, uncle guessed right. Zhou Ziyu smiled and hugged Jiang Suhe's arm.

"Don't accompany your family during the New Year?" Jiang Suhe took Zhou Ziyu in his arms, and played with the girl's long hair with his fingers.

"Well, I'm not here to accompany my family. Zhou Ziyu gently patted Jiang Suhe's big hand, raised his head, and floated towards Jiang Suhe with a pair of watery autumn pupils.

"Don't interrupt. Jiang Suhe picked up Zhou Ziyu's little pink face, "Don't accompany your parents?"

"Didn't you accompany you?" Zhou Ziyu blinked, his long eyelashes flickering: "The main thing is to accompany my uncle." ”

"Don't make a fuss, it's different. Jiang Suhe pursed his lips, "If I go home, I won't have to spend this year." ”

"It's you, you haven't come home from work for so long, don't you want your parents?"

"But I miss you even more. ”

Zhou Ziyu pursed her lips, but her tone became softer and softer, her beautiful eyes seemed to be glued to Jiang Suhe's face and refused to move, and her little face, which had just warmed up and looked fair, became rosy again.

Jiang Suhe was dumbfounded, and Zhou Ziyu's tenderness made it a little difficult for him to speak.

"Avoid me during the New Year, what do you mean?" Seeing Jiang Suhe silent, Zhou Ziyu's clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"Don't think too much... I just don't want to disturb your family reunion. Jiang Suhe noticed Zhou Ziyu's expression, and his tone became flustered.

"Hush. Jiang Suhe's nervous tone made the girl burst into tears and laughed, and lowered her head and drew a circle on Jiang Suhe's palm with her fingers: "You know that you are perfunctory to me." ”

"Actually, I miss you too......"

"Well, I see. Zhou Ziyu interrupted with a light wave of his hand, "Uncle, I'm hungry." ”

"Hey, girl, I'll confess to you. Jiang Suhe looked at Zhou Ziyu helplessly.

"I hear you. Zhou Ziyu nodded coquettishly: "Didn't I say I knew." ”

"And then?"

"I'm hungry. ”

“…”

"Uncle, I'm hungry!"

"Well, I see. Jiang Suhe also nodded perfunctorily.

"I want to eat!"

"Eat. ”

"Woo woo you bully children, people are still growing their bodies. Zhou Ziyu covered his face with his hands and secretly observed Jiang Suhe's expression from the gap between his fingers.

"Okay, don't act. Jiang Suhe pushed away the girl's hand and pinched the flesh on her cheek, "Let's go, take you out to eat." ”

Zhou Ziyu excitedly took Jiang Suhe's hand and walked around the street, wearing a cotton hat, his little face was flushed, I don't know if it was because of cold or excitement.

Jiang Suhe held Zhou Ziyu's cold little hand and subconsciously put it into his pocket.

casually complained about Zhou Ziyu: "It's so cold outside, your hands are so cold, and you still have to hold hands?"

"Uncle, you don't understand. That's what it's called falling in love. Zhou Ziyu gently squeezed Jiang Suhe's big hand and winked at him mischievously.

Jiang Suhe smiled and touched the girl's head, and was about to hug Zhou Ziyu, but the girl excitedly broke away from his pull and jumped around with her head in front.

"Wow uncle, there are fireworks, isn't it forbidden to set off fireworks?"

Then he looked at Jiang Suhe with pitiful eyes: "Uncle~"

“oppa~”

"Old ginger~"

"I want to let it go, too......"

"It's good to look at this kind of thing. Jiang Suhe pushed away the girl's face.

"Eh, you don't understand, of course the feeling is different between others and yourself. Zhou Ziyu came over again, holding Jiang Suhe's arm and shaking it.

casually held Zhou Ziyu's cotton hat that was about to slip off, and looked at the little girl with a smile: "I really want to put it?"

Zhou Ziyu hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Really, really~"

Jiang Suhe hooked his fingers, and Zhou Ziyu cooperatively put his ear to Jiang Suhe's mouth.

The hot breath exhaled by Jiang Suhe made the girl's already sensitive earlobes more transparent.

"If you dare to put a whip, you will be detained for fifteen days. ”

"Hmph!" Zhou Ziyu angrily shook off Jiang Suhe's arm and slapped him hard.

Jiang Suhe looked at Zhou Ziyu's figure in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

"Still laughing!" Zhou Ziyu turned around and glared at Jiang Suhe again.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh. I'll take you to dinner. ”

…

"Why don't you have an open restaurant?" Zhou Ziyu lowered his head and kicked the pebbles on the road unhappily.

"It's the New Year, so I should be in a hurry to go home. You stupidly came to me. ”

Zhou Ziyu still lowered his head and pouted quietly: "Then you don't look for me at all, what can I do?"

"Okay, stop pouting, I'll take you to eat, I know one must be open. Jiang Suhe smiled and flattened Zhou Ziyu's pursed mouth with his fingers.

"Oh. Zhou Ziyu responded sullenly.

…

As soon as he entered, the hot mist clouded Jiang Suhe's glasses.

"How's that? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Zhou Ziyu looked at the surrounding environment curiously, "How did Uncle know?"

"You don't have to worry about that. Jiang Suhe beckoned, "Boss, two plates of dumplings." ”

Zhou Ziyu carefully tugged at Jiang Suhe's sleeve: "Is it enough to eat?"

"Rest assured, it's all for you. ”

Soon, the dumplings were served.

The boss looked at the two with a smile: "Your father and daughter haven't gone home for the New Year?"

"Poof"

Zhou Ziyu squirted out the water he had just drunk, and his little hands kept fanning.

Jiang Suhe had no choice but to reply helplessly: "This is my girlfriend." ”

The boss laughed, Jiang Suhe shook his head and continued to watch Zhou Ziyu eat dumplings.

…

Back home.

Zhou Ziyu casually opened a can of beer and leaned against Jiang Suhe's side, looking out the window in a daze.

The lights were turned off, and only the light from the window penetrated in, just enough to see the faces of the people next to them.

"Uncle is lonely, isn't he?" Zhou Ziyu took a sip of beer.

"Aren't you with you?" Jiang Suhe smiled and rubbed Zhou Ziyu's hair.

"Come with me tomorrow to see my parents. Zhou Ziyu came out of nowhere.

After speaking, Zhou Ziyu's eyes drifted out of the window, holding the beer can and taking a sip from time to time, but the afterglow was still quietly watching Jiang Suhe's reaction.

"Good. ”

There was the sound of fireworks exploding outside.

Several beams of light quietly converged into a single Zhou character.

"Yu is too hard to write. Jiang Suhe pulled Zhou Ziyu up and walked to the balcony and pointed to the sky.

"Uncle"

"Huh?"

"Happy New Year. ”

"You too. ”