"Let's talk as we go." Li Jing's eyelids drooped, and the thumb of her right hand scraped the bright red nail polish on her index finger fiercely.

The wind outside was a little cold, and Song Senran shivered for no reason.

"My parents are arguing again." Li Jing's voice was chattering and very soft, "They quarreled over whether to go to my grandparents' house for New Year's greetings or my grandparents' house first, and finally it rose to the issue of my father's cheating, I really couldn't listen to it, so I ran out." ”

She raised her eyes and looked at the boy walking beside her, who was silent as if he didn't exist, and even made her think that he was not listening to her.

"Song Senran?" She called him tentatively.

"I'm listening." His voice came from his ears clearly.

Li Jing felt warm in her heart, "I originally wanted to go to Xixi, and when I called her, her father said that she had just left the house, but I was already in the phone booth not far from her house at that time, so," she glanced at him a little embarrassed, "I'll call you." ”

The fireworks that exploded in the sky reddened his angular face, and he didn't seem so cool anymore, and became a lot softer.

She suddenly felt the urge to confess.

"Wow, Gu Ao, this fireworks are actually rose-red!" Wang Xixi screamed and looked at Gu Ao, she was wearing that rose-red down jacket today.

Gu Ao lit the twist of the fireworks and ran to her, holding her hand, and rose-red flowers appeared in his eyes. "Yes, you just found out, didn't you even notice when you picked up the fireworks just now?"

"You deliberately chose this color," a hint of loss flashed in Wang Xixi's eyes, "I thought it was a coincidence." ”

"Fool," he touched her head, love flashing in those peach blossom eyes, "how can there be so many coincidences, in fact, many coincidences are artificially created opportunities." ”

Wang Xixi's heart is still a little worried, she still prefers coincidences and fate.

"Look what color this is." After he finished speaking, he ran to set off fireworks for her.

She watched as his tall, straight back ran forward, his shredded hair dangling in his footsteps, the edges of his hair were golden, and the black trench coat wrapped around his thin figure.

He crouched down and carefully identified the twists of the fireworks in the dim light, and the corners of his trench coat swept to the ground, which should have been stained with dirt, he loved cleanliness so much.

Her nose was suddenly a little sore, and he did it for her carefully, and she even complained.

When Gu Ao stood beside her again, she took his arms in her hands and leaned her head towards him, she couldn't reach his shoulders, she could only lean on his arm.

She looked at the golden tassels blooming in the sky, like a waterfall in the sky, Li Bai said: It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days. Wang Xixi changed this poem in his heart without authorization, it should be: It is suspected that the golden river falls for nine days.

Gu Ao's windbreaker was cool, her face was hot, and she was surprisingly comfortable.

When the last golden silk thread poured down from the sky, Wang Xixi's tears also came out, and her tears stayed on the sleeves of Gu Ao's thick trench coat down the corners of her eyes, and immediately seeped into the clothes.

"Is it pretty?" A buzzing vibration came from within his body, as if it contained a huge amount of energy.

She nodded, and he felt the person next to him swaying slightly on his left arm, and he didn't receive the jubilant reaction he had expected, and he was a little surprised, and he looked down at her.

So, I saw her tears.

Her tears poured into his clothes like beads of broken thread.

He held out the thumb of his right hand and helped her wipe away the tears from her face, but the tears kept pouring out.

"What's the matter, what are you crying for?" His voice was low and soft, like a hand touching her heart, and she trembled even more uncontrollably, and cried even harder.

"Are you going to wash my trench coat for me?" He smiled softly, "But my clothes aren't dirty." ”

She rubbed his clothes against him and laughed too.

He wrapped her in his baggy clothes, her head pressed against his chest, and he felt her body twitch and twitch.

"Don't cry, you'll catch a cold, it's not good to get sick if you catch a cold during the New Year."

The man in his arms twitched even more.

His hand was holding her through the clothes, caressing her back, she was very thin, he had a desire to protect her, why did she cry so much.

After a long time, the frequency of her body shaking finally decreased.

"Gu Ao," Wang Xixi sniffed, with a thick nasal voice, "You are too good to me, better than my parents." ”

"So you're moved to tears?" She could always hear his voice coming from above her head, like a god on high.

She nodded again.

He felt her movements and hugged her tightly, his chin resting on top of her head, her hair cool.

"Fool, you can cry here, you are even more sentimental than I thought."

"Do you regret it?" Her nasal voice became thick again, and she was about to cry.

"Ouch, my little ancestor," his voice was full of pampering, "how dare I regret it." ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." She smiled contentedly in his arms. A scheming came up, Wang Xixi secretly put her hand under the hem of Gu Ao's sweater, and she put her hand on his waist, it was so warm.

Sure enough, as she expected, Gu Ao let out an "oops" sound, "Why are your hands so cold, they freeze me." ”

The corners of her mouth curled, "Help me warm my hands." ”

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, "you better put your hand on my stomach, there are kidneys in the back of my waist, do you want me to lose my kidneys?" ”

Wang Xixi was shocked, her face turned red, but her hand slowly moved to his belly as Gu Ao said.

It's strange, it was she who attacked him, why was she blushing by what he said?