One person's journey, two people's temperature, for two people in love, the three words I love you represent not only a love, but a warm thought. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Leiyang slept soundly that night, and had a particularly beautiful dream, in which he and Tang Xin were running on the endless grassland, with white clouds in the blue sky, a breeze blowing on his face, and the sun was warm and warm......

Then he woke up and found that it was the morning of the first day of the new year.

Getting up dizzy, Ye Leiyang pushed open the door, only to find that Tang Xin was already sitting there chatting with his mother, and there was a row of dumplings neatly placed on the table next to the two of them.

"You kid, who said that we Xinxin can't make dumplings, don't you think it's good."

Wang Yuan glared at Ye Leiyang and spoke.

Ye Leiyang was slightly stunned for a moment, walked over to take a look, and then the expression on his face became strange, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he swallowed a mouthful of foam before saying to his mother: "Mom, do you think this dumpling is very good?" ”

Wang Yuan nodded as a matter of course: "I think it's good." ”

Ye Leiyang took a deep breath, trying not to distort the expression on his face too much, and showed a smile: "Okay, it's good that you're happy for the New Year." If you say it's good-looking, it's good-looking. ”

"What, do you have an opinion?" Wang Yuan raised her eyebrows and glared at her stupid son, why didn't his brain work at the critical moment.

Shouldn't you praise your girlfriend at this time?

Of course, Ye Leiyang didn't know the routine in his mother's heart, he was just telling the truth.

Tang Xin's face was already red, she got up in the morning and made dumplings with Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan taught herself hand in hand, but she just didn't learn very well, not to mention the strange shape of the dumplings that were wrapped, compared with Wang Yuan's neat wrapping, the thing she wrapped felt more like a child's toy, rather than eating.

"No opinion, no opinion." Ye Leiyang saw his mother glaring at her as if she was going to repair herself, how dare she complain, and nodded quickly: "I think that this dumpling is actually okay, and it shows the post-modern idea fantasy thinking and outlook on life, and it can be regarded as a work of art......"

Poof!

Tang Xin, who was still slightly depressed just now, laughed all of a sudden, Ye Leiyang's nonsense was really unbearable.

Wang Yuan was also amused by Ye Leiyang, stood up and patted his son on the shoulder: "I know that I am talking nonsense there, go and set off firecrackers with your father, and come back to wash your hands and eat." ”

As the saying goes, the first dumpling is the first two sides, the third junior high school is full of hips, the fourth is scrambled eggs, and the fifth is pinched to break the villain's face. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is natural to eat dumplings.

Ye Leiyang went downstairs and set off a firecracker with his father, and then ran up.

The smell of the New Year in the north is quite strong, and the sound of crackling firecrackers outside is heard early in the morning, and every household welcomes the arrival of the New Year in this way.

The father and son returned home from outside the door, and as soon as they entered the door, they brought in a cold air, Ye Aiguo said to his son with a smile: "Do you remember the time when you were scared and cried by the artillery battle when you were a child?" ”

Before Ye Leiyang could speak, Tang Xin had already asked strangely: "Uncle, has he ever been scared and cried by the cannonball?" ”

At that moment, Ye Leiyang really wanted Tang Xin to shut up, or his father didn't hear this question. But it's a pity that there is always a little bit of a gap between his ideals and reality.

When Ye Aiguo heard Tang Xin's question, he quickly entered the encyclopedic state, and began to introduce to Tang Xin in detail how Ye Leiyang was scared to cry when he was seven years old.

The corners of Ye Leiyang's mouth twitched as he listened to his father's description, and within his sight, Tang Xin was looking at him with a playful look.

He now feels more and more that it doesn't seem to be a good idea to let Tang Xin come to his house for the New Year.

The steaming dumplings were brought out, and after a few people had breakfast, Wang Yuan said with a smile: "If you don't leave your relatives today, there's nothing to do, call your grandparents and grandma for a New Year's greeting, and the two of you will go out for a walk." ”

Ye Leiyang and Tang Xin looked at each other, simply nodded, and didn't say anything more.

After the two of them went downstairs, Tang Xin actually took out two red envelopes from his bag and handed them to Ye Leiyang.

"What's that?" Ye Leiyang's face was inexplicable.

Tang Xin was full of helplessness: "My aunt gave it to me in the morning, saying that it was a meeting gift from her and my uncle." I don't want them, they have to stuff them in my bag. ”

Ye Leiyang opened it and took a look, and found that each red envelope actually contained two thousand yuan, and his parents really regarded Tang Xin as a daughter-in-law, otherwise it would be impossible to give money.

With a smile, Ye Leiyang stuffed the red envelope into Tang Xin's bag again: "Give it to you, you can take it, this is a meeting gift for your daughter-in-law." ”

When Tang Xin heard Ye Leiyang's words, her face turned red instantly, although she was ready to meet her parents when she came here for the New Year, she was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed when she heard Ye Leiyang say this.

"Shall we go to the school?" Tang Xin suddenly opened her mouth and said, the school in her mouth was naturally the alma mater of the two people's high school.

Ye Leiyang was stunned: "There is no one at this time, right?" ”

After all, it is the Spring Festival, and it is estimated that even if there are students in the third year of high school, they should only attend classes after the seventh year of junior high school.

Glaring at Ye Leiyang, Tang Xin said angrily: "Just go and have a look, wood." ”

Ye Leiyang suddenly realized, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You just said that you want to remember your high school life." ”

He really doesn't understand the girl's mind, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't go to play with his classmates and friends at this time? I have to go to my high school alma mater to recall, and sure enough, women's romance and men's romance are not the same road at all.

But since Tang Xin wants to go, as a boyfriend, he naturally has to accompany him.

The two men took a taxi to the former high school, but luckily the door was open, and they walked in.

"Remember, this is the window of our class."

"And here, I remember that you boys and the boys in Class 8 seem to have played basketball, and then they almost got into a fight."

"When I was a sophomore in high school, when I didn't have a liberal arts or science major, I especially liked to read here."

"I love the flowers in this flower bed, it's especially beautiful in the summer......"

Along the way, most of the time Tang Xin was talking, Ye Leiyang was listening, and occasionally interjected. For them, this was the time the two of them spent together, although there was not much intersection with each other at that time, and more time was Ye Leiyang silently watching Tang Xin's back, but now, he finally walked to her side.

On the road ahead, two people will walk together.

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