When Cheng Xiaoyu woke up in the morning, he looked at his mobile phone, it was already past nine o'clock, he heard some noisy sounds in the yard, got up and dressed, and planned to go to eat breakfast after washing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Cheng Xiaoyu's memory, the winter in the capital is, even if you don't go out, you are in the middle of the crowds in the imperial city, living in a rafter house, getting up in the morning, playing Tai Chi, making a bowl of strong tea, sitting in the courtyard, counting the leaked sunlight from under the dry branches of the locust tree to the east, watching the pigeon pass through the low sky, you can also feel the classical charm of the capital.

Of course, if you have leisure, you can also feel the reed flowers of Taoran Pavilion, the willow shadow of Diaoyutai, the insect singing of Xishan, the night moon of Yuquan, and the bell of Tanzhe Temple.

But in fact, the winter in the capital is quiet, solemn, and very sad.

When I walked to the cloister, I found that a big red lantern had been hung over the courtyard, and there were many folding round tables and folding chairs leaning on the wall, it seemed that the New Year's dinner would be eaten in the courtyard, and there were a lot of braziers around the courtyard, and there was a big fireplace in the middle, although it was not said to be warm as spring, but it did not feel cold.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at about five tables, and there must be a lot of people, which he didn't expect at all.

When I went to the side hall, there were already a lot of people inside, most of whom I didn't know, and when I sat down, I heard someone whispering: "This is the illegitimate son of the second family, right?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had sharp ears, and although he said it quietly, he still heard a lot of discussions, he ate two buns casually, drank a cup of soy milk, and hurried back to the room.

When he turned around, he didn't think as clearly as when he came over, and felt that his senses were a little chaotic, and he saw a lot of birds standing on the locust tree outside the yard, and heard their chirping, so he was happy for the original music, and thought that he hadn't seen Su Yuxi for some days, so he began to look forward to it for a long time, and his heart seemed to lose weight and rise straight up.

But this expectation is dangerous, like a child's balloon, which goes up less than a few feet, and then explodes into nothingness, leaving only a nameless melancholy that is fleeting.

Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the wing room and fidgeted to do something, but there was no way to concentrate, just like Yang Hua floating in the spring breeze, and her body was light and weak, and she couldn't fly far.

This yard could not be his home after all.

When it was time to eat at noon, it was another period of torment, Cheng Xiaoyu originally planned not to go, and it would be good to sneak out quietly to eat something in the afternoon, but Su Weilan personally invited him, so it was inconvenient for him to refuse.

When I arrived at the side hall, there were only two large tables and a small table. It's almost full, one table for the elders and two tables for the juniors. The slightly larger families in the capital are very well-behaved when they eat, and the seats should be divided into the elders and the young, and the elders must be the first.

The younger generations are on both sides, the grandchildren are horizontal, and the children are on the other side of the table, so they should not be confused. In addition, everyone eats together, when the old man and the elder have not moved the chopsticks, the junior must not eat first and move first. The old man must take a bite first, and the younger generation can start eating.

Su Weilan pulled Cheng Xiaoyu to sit down on the junior's side, and introduced Cheng Xiaoyu to the cousins of the Su family, but he could only say some vague words, and said, "This is Cheng Xiaoyu of the second uncle's family, who has been studying in the United States a few years ago, and has only returned to China for two years......

Cheng Xiaoyu felt all kinds of curious glances, and Su Weilan introduced these relatives of the Su family to Shen Huai one by one. He also had no intention of distinguishing and remembering whose name this face corresponded to, and what kind of relationship it was.

During the banquet, Cheng Xiaoyu ate in silence, and the others talked very happily, most of them were students, even if they went to work, they had just entered the society, and Su Weilan was the core figure of the younger generation, after all, in Sijiu City, Su Weilan was also the number one person.

As for Su Buyun, he disdains to deal with these little kids.

However, although most of these people are curious about Cheng Xiaoyu, they don't take it too seriously, the people of the capital have always had a high vision, not to mention the children of the Su family who grew up at the foot of the imperial city since childhood, and they are even more eye-catching, even if the local higher-level officials enter Beijing, in their eyes there is not much difference from the earth leopard.

For them, Cheng Xiaoyu is just an ordinary person with some musical talent, even if they know that Cheng Xiaoyu can make a lot of money, in their eyes, he is not as good as Su Weilan Niu B

In the hearts of most powerful children, they are either engaged in politics or business, even those with mediocre abilities can have a good future by virtue of their relationships, and those who mix in the art circle like Cheng Xiaoyu can't get on the stage.

Although the banquet was lively, it had nothing to do with Cheng Xiaoyu, in short, no one talked to him, but Wu Zixuan still remembered him and chatted with him.

After eating, the juniors are discussing where to play, and some say that they are playing cards, which is a little older. There is a saying that shopping, this is a girl. Some people say that they go online, but they are still young. Because it was still early before the New Year's dinner at this time, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner would not start until nine o'clock when Su Yuxi arrived, who called Su Yuxi Su Dongshan's most beloved granddaughter?

Cheng Xiaoyu would not participate in it, and no matter what others said about him being unsociable, he went back to the room, as for what the others were going to do, it was naturally not ****.

Cheng Xiaoyu slept for a while, and then went on the net again, Zhou Peipei came to see him once in the afternoon, but he was called away immediately, and finally mixed up in the evening, and heard the courtyard in the room start to be lively, and looked at the Spring Festival Gala below, which is about to start.

The opening show of the Spring Festival Gala of the "Idol Project" is a skewer of "Gee" plus "Pure Land of Bliss" and "mr.mr", and when Su Yuxi appeared on the TV screen, Cheng Xiaoyu heard cheers in the courtyard, Su Yuxi is undoubtedly the treasure of the Su family, and Cheng Xiaoyu's embarrassing position is naturally not the same.

The slightly more exciting design is the drag show that converts from "gee" to "Pure Land of Bliss" to "mr.mr", Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't know how the girls do it, the backup dancer pulls up the white curtain and changes clothes in an instant, which is very magical.

The next show is lackluster, anyway, the annual Spring Festival Gala is like that.

It didn't take long for Zhou Peipei to call Cheng Xiaoyu out, and told him not to be too restrained, in fact, Cheng Xiaoyu was not restrained, but he was not willing to socialize with these people who were above the top.

When I walked to the courtyard, there were already many people sitting inside, all watching the Spring Festival Gala on the projection.

At this time, the old man Su Dongshan also came out with the support of people, and it should be the life secretary who supported him, and there were guards behind him. The people sitting in the courtyard stood up one after another and greeted the old man, and the younger generation also went up one by one to salute the old man.

Only Cheng Xiaoyu was a little overwhelmed.

The warm carbon dioxide and cold air in the courtyard are mixed into a unique atmosphere, lingering between his snorts, he hears the firecrackers in the distance, the songs and laughter in the Spring Festival Gala, the shadows as far as the eye can see are peaceful, the red lanterns are swaying in the cold wind, the orange street lamps and the warmth of family reunions are overflowing, and he seems to be out of place here, he feels that he is a little fragile at this time.

At this time, a somewhat cold hand took his hand and led him forward.

Whether it rotates or rotates, high tide or low tide.

Whether it's a warm current that changes the temperature and brings fish to school, or the sea floods an island and disappears.

Whether it is Cheng Xiaoyu's world of traffic and prosperity, or they all turn into a moment in an instant.

Su Yuxi will walk towards him firmly.

Don't get confused, don't panic, don't hesitate.

. (To be continued.) )