After Cao Jinglong brought Nie Yao's family to Heping Street, Fang Lixin and the others immediately greeted him.

They were cleaning at home to prepare for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but they didn't expect that half an hour ago, Cao Jinglong actually sent them a message that Nie Yao's family was coming over for the New Year.

Fang Lixin's four brothers have no father and mother, they grew up in an orphanage, so there is no such thing as going home for the New Year, since the old company commander took them in, they regard the old company commander as their own brother.

Cao Jinglong's thoughts and brothers have long been transparent, and now Chen Fangken has brought a pair of children over for the New Year, which means that their company commander has made progress.

As the eldest of the four, Zhou Fa naturally had to take the lead in welcoming the arrival of Nie Yao's family.

Fang Lixin happened to discuss something with Nie Yao recently, she came to Chinese New Year's Eve, and the two could talk face to face.

In the evening, Cao Jinglong was in charge of the kitchen, and the four brothers of Zhou Fa did not let Chen Fang touch the pot and spoon.

Cao Jinglong's first-hand cooking, when he was in the army, the soldiers came from all over the world, and he followed his soldiers from time to time, and he could actually cook several kinds of dishes.

At the end, when the hot dishes and soups were served, there were more than 20 dishes, and the plates and plates occupied a large round table.

With a few living treasures of Zhou Fa, the Chinese New Year's Eve meal was very lively.

When they were half drunk, they remembered the hard days before they met the old company commander, and they were suddenly sad and embarrassed.

I accidentally drank high.

Even Nie Yao, who had not been drunk after coming to Huaxia, accompanied Chen Fang and Cao Jinglong to drink half a glass of red wine.

Fang Lixin is allergic to alcohol, and he is the only one at the table who does not drink, but drinks drinks.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the three of Zhou Fa actually fell.

Cao Jinglong and Fang Lixin sent the three men back to their respective rooms.

It was the first time for Nie Qi to drink so much, and he also felt a little dizzy, and he thought he could bear it and wanted to go to the Spring Festival Gala, but he fell asleep within five minutes of leaning on the sofa.

Cao Jinglong carried him to the guest room to rest again.

After eating a lively Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, only Cao Jinglong, Chen Fang, Nie Yao and Fang Lixin were still normal and sober.

The round table in the living room on the first floor was a mess.

Cao Jinglong went to clean up, and Chen Fang went over to help.

The two chatted while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and stood by to watch them actually get on the right track.

Fang Lixin wanted to create an opportunity for the old company commander, and pulled Nie Yao to the study to talk about the script.

Nie Yao turned around and glanced at her mother and Cao Jinglong.

Cao Jinglong is looking down at his mother, his eyes are gentle and sincere, and that kind of heartfelt love will not be faked.

Nie Yao smiled, turned around and followed Fang Lixin to the study on the second floor.

After Cao Jinglong and Chen Fang cleaned up the kitchen, they called Nie Yao and Fang Lixin downstairs to watch the party together.

In this world, Nie Yao spent the New Year for the first time.

In fact, the party is similar every year, but Nie Yao watched it with relish.

When it was eleven o'clock, her mobile phone rang with text messages one after another, and when she clicked on it, it was all blessing text messages sent by others.

There are Lu Qin, Shi Yujia, Wen Huan, Qiu Bin, Chang Rou, Chen Jiahe, Xie Wen, Yuan Wei and so on.

In the huge living room, there are the voices of Cao Jinglong and Chen Fang chatting in a low voice, the sound of Fang Lixin and his friends sending WeChat voices, and the lively singing and dancing sound emanating from the TV stereo.

Everywhere was full of fireworks, looking at these text messages one by one, Nie Yao's heart, which was originally frozen on the throne of Dayan, was also warmed by these greetings and fireworks at this moment.

The faint yellow light hit her face, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned under the light and the two shallow pear vortices at the corners of her mouth made her look like a seventeen-year-old girl at last.

It turned out that she had so many sincere friends in this strange world.

Nie Yao replied to them one by one, and she didn't feel troublesome at all.

When Chen Fang and Cao Jinglong were talking, they inadvertently turned their heads to look at their daughter, just in time to take in the smile on her face.

Chen Fang's heart softened, and her smile became more gentle.

Her Xiaoyao has her own life, and she, as a mother, is also happy for her.

As the wee hours of the morning were approaching, Nie Yao's mobile phone rang again.

This time it's not a message of blessings, but a phone call.

The mobile phone screen displays the words "Lu Zecheng".

Nie Yao paused slightly, but in the end she still reached out and took her mobile phone and answered the phone while walking to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"A-Yao. ”

When the phone was connected and put to his ear, Nie Yao heard Lu Zecheng's slightly muffled magnetic voice.

He seemed to be quite lively there, and he could faintly hear human voices.

Then, the voices in the background of the phone gradually became quieter, until it was completely silent, and only Lu Zecheng's low and steady breathing was left.

Nie Yao didn't speak, she looked up at the window.

The lights of thousands of homes glow warmly in the dark night, dotting the night sky.

Lu Zecheng stood on the open-air balcony on the third floor, away from the hustle and bustle of the living room on the first floor.

He leaned against the railing, and likewise looked up slightly into the distance in the night.

In the darkness, the neon flashes in the distance, and the lights are dim, as if they converge into a bright river in the sky, flowing into the hearts of everyone who is reunited.

Although Nie Yao didn't say a word, the sound of shallow breathing fell in his ears, and he felt inexplicably at ease.

He couldn't help but think back to the scene of Chinese New Year's Eve every year when he was in Dayan.

He guarded the border.

In winter, the snow is always cold and windy, and when winter comes, the whole city turns snow-white.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, he had a New Year's dinner with the adjutant general, drank a bottle of burnt knives, and then returned to the camp early, took out the letters sent by the spies about her, and carefully read what she had done day by day.

Even though the letters had been spotted by him, he still loved them.

The January letter was still too little or too little for him, and he had read it before late at night.

Then he would carefully put the men back in place and lock them in wooden boxes.

In the end, with a cane, he took a permanent attendant and climbed the high city wall alone against the cold wind.

He looked up at the dark and snowy sky, wondering if she would look up in Yanjing like him at this time, and whether she would think about each other like him at this moment.

At that time, he wished he could have a word with her, even if he could listen to her scold him.

It's a pity that the two are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and there is a distant heart wall.

Lu Zecheng's eyes were far-reaching, and when he came out of his memory, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Listening to the soft breathing on the phone, he felt that Huaxia was better than Dayan for the first time.

"A-Yao, are you looking at the sky?"

Nie Yao, who was staring at the lights and the dark sky, was stunned, and a strange feeling crossed her heart.

At this moment, she actually wanted to see Lu Zecheng.

The sky here seems to be really warmer than that of Dayan!

This time, she didn't remain silent anymore and answered softly.

Lu Zecheng took a deep breath of the cool night air, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became larger and larger.

The TV in the living room behind Nie Yao sounded the sound of the New Year's bell counting down.

Five-

Four-

Three-

Two-

One!!

"A-Yao, Happy New Year!"

Lu Zecheng's magnetic voice reached Nie Yao's ears, and a brilliant firework suddenly bloomed in the dark sky in front of him.

Beautiful!