Chen Shishi finally put her things in his room, and excitedly ran to Zhang Yanran's room to find out: "Wow, this room is not with you..."

"Well, it's exactly the same. Zhang Yanran said with a smile, but the tears couldn't be controlled, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe them away, and explained to her: "I'm so happy, I'm really moved, thank you from time to time!"

Chen Shi looked at this room from time to time, if she hadn't been to Zhang Yanran's house, she would definitely not have found that this room was the same as Zhang Yanran's house, how much thought did this Mu Yan have to put into making her so moved?

Yan Yiling and Lin Chengxuan looked at the strange atmosphere of the two of them when they entered the door, Zhang Yanran's eyes were red, her face was smiling, and Chen Shishi gently hugged her without saying a word.

Yan Yiling pulled the suitcase and put it in her room, walked up to her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just so happy. When Zhang Yanran let go of Chen Shi, she smirked.

In the afternoon, Yan Yiling and Lin Chengxuan did hygiene for the first time, but their hands-on ability was not small, and everything was put back in place in less than two hours.

Zhang Yanran sat on the rocking chair on the balcony blowing the autumn breeze, her heart had never been so calm, it seemed that the breath of relatives was still surrounded here, and there was not much strangeness: "From time to time, Mu Yan is comparable to my relatives, our relationship is not what you imagined, he is carrying a burden that we ordinary people can't carry, I hope you can keep it secret for us, is it okay?"

"I've wanted to ask you for a long time, but I haven't dared to ask, in fact, this house is arranged by him, and so is the work, so I will inevitably have questions. Chen Shishi took the cantaloupe juice on the table next to him, took a sip and said.

Zhang Yanran put her hand on the back of her head and cushioned her head, took a deep breath and said: "I know, maybe one day I will tell you, but now is not the time, I promised others, I can't say it." ”

"Since you can't say it, don't say it. If Zhang Yanran is willing to speak, she is willing to listen, if she is not willing to speak, she will not listen, Chen Shishi raised the juice to her, raised his eyebrows and said: "We are in a new apartment now, and we will intern in a new company tomorrow, everything will start again, come, touch one?"

"Then, I wish us a bright future in the future. Zhang Yanran sat up and picked up the juice and clinked glasses with her, the cups collided with each other and made a pleasant crispness, and her heart was full of hope and looking forward to the future.

The city is slightly cool at night, the night sky is shining with few stars, the two of them are lying in the rocking chairs on the balcony of the new apartment, whispering to each other, and will go home together, go to the supermarket together, go out shopping together, plan their future together, the night is still very long, the future is far away, but their hearts are very close, within reach.

In the winter of the following year, Zhang Yanran and Chen Shishi had successfully graduated for half a year, their jobs had also turned regular, and their lives gradually entered a period of stability.

The Spring Festival is approaching, red lanterns are hung on both sides of the street, red ribbons are held, shops, counters, squares are overwhelming Spring Festival decorations, jubilant, it seems to remind people that the new year is about to be ushered in, every passerby's face is infected by the atmosphere, looking forward to the arrival of the lunar calendar in 2013, and say goodbye to 2012.

"It's almost spring, why is it still so cold?" Zhang Yanran wrapped herself in a heavy down jacket, held Yang Qingqin's hand and said angrily, she was taken over by Yang Qingqin to buy New Year's goods just after getting off work today, I remember that in previous years, Zhang Runhui accompanied Yang Qingqin to buy it, and the company seems to be extremely busy this year!

Yang Qingqin nodded her forehead and said affectionately: "You, it's just that your body is too weak to feel cold, you see, why doesn't my mother feel cold?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Qingqin opened her hands and showed her that she was not cold in a tweed coat, and she was wrapped tightly and said that it was cold.

"Why am I empty? Mom, you see, the people on the street are the coolest you wear, obviously it's cold! Are they all empty?" Zhang Yanran's eyes signaled to the pedestrians next to her to dress, which was completely different from Yang Qingqin's cool clothes.

Yang Qingqin's footsteps suddenly stopped in the middle of the square, she stood on the most eye-catching chair and looked around, and nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that I really wear less!"

Yang Qingqin's actions were unexpected by Zhang Yanran, she subconsciously looked at the people around her and found that she attracted many curious glances.

"Mom, you hurry down and be careful of falling. Zhang Yanran looked at the people around her in embarrassment and whispered with a smile, stretched out her ice-red fingers to pull Yang Qingqin's clothes, and motioned for her to come down.

Yang Qingqin stood on a high place and looked down at Zhang Yanran at a low place, this little face doesn't look like her, her two children look like Zhang Runhui, she stretched out her hand to caress Zhang Yanran's face, with a faint smile on her cheeks, and said with relief: "My daughter, in a blink of an eye, has grown into a slim girl, mother, starting to get old." ”

"Nonsense, you're obviously still so young!" Zhang Yanran looked up at her melancholy face and said, Yang Qingqin seemed to have a hint of sigh today, and there was a faint relief in her eyes.

Zhang Yanran noticed a man playing the violin not far away, and had a plan, and hurriedly said to Yang Qingqin: "Mom, don't go away, wait for me!"

After Zhang Yanran communicated with the violin man, she stood in the most conspicuous place with the violin, facing Yang Qingqin, she closed her eyelids, took a deep breath, her slender fingertips pressed the four strings of the violin briskly, and pulled out a beautiful melody, attracting many people to stop and watch, she was like playing on the stage, enjoying and immersed in the tone, and the song ended in the rhythm she driven.

The people who were immersed in the sound of her piano burst into thunderous applause and applauded again and again.

Zhang Yanran thanked them lightly, and then looked at Yang Qingqin standing below, with an elegant smile on her face, as if encouraging her and supporting her!

Her song was just to dispel Yang Qingqin's sorrow and make her smile.

As the crowd dispersed, Zhang Yanran returned the violin to the man, returned to Yang Qingqin's side, and said with a bright smile: "Mom, are you happy now?"

"Well, it is said that the daughter is the mother's little padded jacket, this sentence is really true, little padded jacket, we should go to buy New Year's goods. Yang Qingqin stood down, took her arm, and said affectionately.

"Mom, I want to eat fish tonight, can you do it for me?" Zhang Yanran said coquettishly.

Zhang Yanran jumped on the topic and Yang Qingqin doted, and the two of them held each other's arms and walked away from each other.

Yan Yiling shuttled through the crowd and left in the opposite direction, his steps paused, looking at the black square box in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, Zhang Yanran was glad that he didn't miss the wonderful scene just now.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion, the aunts at home took their annual leave in advance.

Yang Qingqin was busy in the kitchen for Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhang Yanran followed Zhang Runhui to hang red lanterns in the living room, adding a touch of welcome to the home, although Zhang Yanran is Miss Qianjin, in addition to not being able to cook, other hands-on abilities are still quite strong.

"Are you two father and daughter hanging?" Yang Qingqin brought the last dish of fish tonight to the dining table, set the dishes and chopsticks one by one, and looked at the living room and asked.

Zhang Yanran handed Zhang Runhui the last lantern to be hung at the door, held the ladder steady and responded: "It'll be fine soon, and the last one is there." ”

After hanging all the lanterns, it seemed that there was really a bit of New Year's atmosphere, Zhang Yanran put the ladder back to the small warehouse next to her, and hurriedly ran through the living room to the dining room, but was reprimanded by Zhang Runhui and slowed down, she knew that Zhang Runhui was worried that she would fall.

Their family spent this meal in laughter, although they never mentioned Mu Yan, but she knew that they were all worried about Mu Yan, and the family was always missing one, so it would be incomplete.

At this time of year, you have to wait until 12 o'clock to set off fireworks before going to bed, I heard that this is called Shou Tai Sui.

Yang Qingqin cut the fruit in the living room, the Spring Festival Gala sketch was broadcast live on TV, Zhang Runhui occasionally received a call to congratulate the New Year and walked out of the balcony, Zhang Yanran leaned on Yang Qingqin's shoulder and nested in the sofa, and said softly: "Mom, Happy New Year." ”

Zhang Yanran had never heard them mention Yang Qingqin's family in these years, and she had never asked, she knew that Yang Qingqin was absent-minded every Chinese New Year, and her thoughts had long been far away, and she didn't know who she was missing? Yang Qingqin's mobile phone never rang during the Chinese New Year, as if she had cut off contact with the outside world.

"Happy New Year, Xiao Ran. Yang Qingqin turned his face and smiled faintly.

Zhang Runhui came back after answering the phone, and watched the two mothers and daughters snuggling up to each other to keep warm, and couldn't help but turn up the temperature of the heating, and then sat back on the sofa and hugged Zhang Yanran and Yang Qingqin, and said to the two of them: "Happy New Year, my wife and daughter!"

Zhang Yanran hurriedly got up and gave way, and said with a grin, "Dad, Happy New Year, I'll go up for a while, you sit down first, and when the fireworks are set off, I'll come down." ”

In previous years, she gave up this space to her parents, she knew that at this time, only Zhang Runhui was Yang Qingqin's medicine, and only her father could bring her mother back to her senses, and she left at the right time.

Not long after Zhang Yanran returned to the room, her mobile phone rang with a pleasant ringtone, and Ah Ling's nickname danced on the screen.

"Happy New Year, silly cat. Yan Yiling's languid voice reached her cochlea.

Zhang Yanran turned over on the bed and whispered, "Happy New Year!"

Yan Yiling slowly adjusted the chair of the sports car, reached out and pressed the button in front, the convertible on the roof slowly opened, a cold invaded the car, and he couldn't help but pull up the collar of his coat: "Lying on the bed?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Yanran's first reaction was to get up and walk to the window, her mobile phone rang as soon as she entered the room, and he could guess as soon as she lay down in bed, it couldn't be such a coincidence?