Wen Ziling's love experience really helped Wen Ziqing a lot. After Wen Ziqing confessed to Zhou Yuanyuan, she couldn't wait to hold everything she could think of in front of her beloved girl, just to make her smile.

Wen Ziqing went around looking for fireworks a few days ago, just for the smile on Zhou Yuanyuan's face at this moment today. Before this, Wen Ziqing's mood was very worried, he was afraid that Wen Ziling was fooling him, and Zhou Yuanyuan didn't like fireworks.

"Brother Ziqing. When Zhou Yuanyuan saw Wen Ziqing, he hurriedly beckoned, signaling Wen Ziqing to come over quickly.

General Zhou's words made Zhou Yuanyuan reflect on himself. These days, Wen Ziqing has been circling around her like a fool, Wen Ziqing's thoughtfulness, Wen Ziqing's flattery, Zhou Yuanyuan has all seen it in his eyes.

But what about Zhou Yuanyuan? She really hasn't invested in this relationship.

Afraid to have it for fear of losing? That seems a little bit more silly. Now she and Wen Ziqing are a pair of lovers! The contribution between lovers is mutual, blindly let Wen Ziqing pay, Zhou Yuanyuan doesn't know how to respond, maybe it won't be long before their relationship will deteriorate.

Zhou Yuanyuan decided, no matter what the outcome was, she was willing to try it once.

Wen Ziqing saw the pure smile on Zhou Yuanyuan's face, and her heart finally fell to the ground. These days, Zhou Yuanyuan's hesitation, Wen Ziqing is not unaware, it's just that he is willing to give everything he has to wait for Zhou Yuanyuan's look back. Now, for some reason, Zhou Yuanyuan seems to have figured it out, there is no faint alienation in her eyes, there is only wholehearted love.

Wen Ziqing's heart was like soaking in a hot spring, warm and swollen, and this warmth flowed all the way to his limbs, making him feel the cold of the harsh winter at all.

When Wen Ziqing ran to Zhou Yuanyuan's side in a few steps, fireworks just burst into the sky. Red, green, blue, purple, white······ The colorful Mars forms a delicate pattern, blooming in the starry night sky.

Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned. There seemed to be something in her heart that was breaking the ground and slowly sprouting.

The fireworks are not set off for a long time, only about fifteen minutes.

After the prosperity, the sky is still the same sky, and the snowflakes are still fluttering in the sky. It's just that there seems to be something different in everyone's heart, and everyone sighs about the transience and beauty of fireworks.

It was only more than a hundred meters away from the military compound where General Zhou lived, Wen Ziyun watched the dazzling fireworks in the sky gradually disperse, and then turned around and walked towards Wen's house lonely.

After Wen Ziyun left the old mansion in the afternoon, he had been wandering around the street, and when it was dark, he found that he had unknowingly come to the vicinity of the military compound.

Wen Ziyun looked at the three-story building of General Zhou's house from afar, and the bitterness in his heart rushed into his eyes for a while. If he hadn't endured it, tears would have almost covered his face. In that small building, there lived Zhou Yuanyuan, whom Wen Ziyun liked, and since he was ten years old, he Wen Ziyun has always liked the girl in his heart. It's a pity that Zhou Yuanyuan doesn't like him. Perhaps, in Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes, he Wen Ziyun can't even compare to Wen Ziqing's fingers?

Why? The girl he likes is disdainful of himself? Wen Ziyun only felt that his whole heart was cold as long as he remembered Zhou Yuanyuan's disgusted eyes when he looked at him. It is not his fault that he cannot become the eldest grandson of the Wen family, and it is not his fault that he cannot become the heir of the next head of the Wen family. Mingming······ He has been working very hard to catch up with his big brother. But grandpa and uncle, all they have in their eyes is the eldest brother, Wen Ziqing's excellence, and he Wen Ziyun is more and more ordinary.

Under the fluttering snowflakes, Wen Ziyun stared at General Zhou's house motionlessly, and in less than an hour, Wen Ziyun's whole body was covered with a layer of snow.

When Wen Ziqing went back and came back, he didn't take the road where Wen Ziyun was now, so Wen Ziyun didn't know that Wen Ziqing had left Zhou Yuanyuan and returned to Zhou Yuanyuan.

When Wen Ziyun came out, Wu Xiuli hadn't lost her temper yet, so Wen Ziyun didn't know that Wu Xiuli took Wen Ziqiu back to her grandmother's house because of him. After the anger and sadness subsided, Wen Ziyun only felt that his body was very cold, and his stomach was so hungry that he was "gurgling".

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there were no more shops open in Kyoto City. Before there was nowhere else to go, Wen Ziyun chose to return to Wen Yiran's house, whether Wen Yiran liked him or not, Wen Ziyun lived there for seven or eight years, and Wen Ziyun regarded Wen Yiran's house as his temporary habitat.

After Wen Ziyun returned home, the house was pitch black.

Because of Wu Xiuli's trouble, Wen Yiran and they didn't have the mind to keep the New Year's play, and when it came at zero o'clock, Wen Yiran and Wen Yuxiang went to the courtyard gate to set off the Spring Festival firecrackers, and the family went upstairs to sleep.

Holding back his hungry stomach and wanting to rebel, Wen Ziyun went to the refrigerator and found some wrapped frozen dumplings. After Wen Ziyun took it to the kitchen and cooked it, he ate a large pot in a hurry.

After eating, Wen Ziyun prepared to go upstairs to sleep. When his heart was full of anger, Wen Ziyun didn't feel tired after hanging outside for nearly ten hours, but now in the dead of night, tiredness poured towards Wen Ziyun for a while, and he couldn't open his eyes anymore.

Wen Ziyun's bedroom is on the second floor, diagonally opposite Wen Ziqing. Wen Ziyun stood in front of his bedroom door, and somehow, he walked to Wen Ziqing's bedroom door.

Wen Ziyun stood outside the door holding his breath and listened carefully to the movement in the door. The door was quiet, and Wen Ziyun didn't hear any sound.

Isn't Wen Ziqing at home during the Chinese New Year? Wen Ziqing stayed by Zhou Yuanyuan's side with a bright smile?

Wen Ziyun thought so in his heart, and his subordinates were not idle, he grabbed the handle of Wen Ziqing's door and twisted it.

The door was unlocked, and Wen Ziyun opened it as soon as he twisted it.

The bedroom was dark, Wen Ziyun pressed the switch next to the door, and the light turned on. The neat quilts and sheets on the bed are showing Wen Ziyun that Wen Ziqing is indeed not at home.

Wen Ziyun closed the door, walked to Wen Ziqing's bedside, shook off the quilt folded into tofu cubes on the bed as if angry, and crumpled the neat sheets.

After doing these things, Wen Ziyun walked to the door, wanted to go back to the room to sleep, turned around and looked at the big bed that looked a little messy, Wen Ziyun simply took off his coat and slept on Wen Ziqing's bed.