Time, 1999, Chinese New Year's Eve morning, the last day of the century, on the train, crowded seats, two children sat on the seats, the little girl clenched her hands very tightly, looking a little nervous, and the little boy's eyes were still wrapped in gauze. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, I knitted two sweaters for your brothers and sisters as your New Year's gifts, New Year, always wear new clothes, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new." Mother Luo Mo smiled and knitted the two pieces beautifully, and handed the very thick sweater to Zhong Kui and Zhen Mo's face, it can be imagined that this was knitted by Mother Luo Mo after staying up for several nights.

"Thank you, auntie." Zhong Kui couldn't call out that mom after all, although Momo's mother treated her as if she were her own daughter.

"Let's see if it fits." Mother Luo Mo didn't mind, and she never forced Zhong Kui.

"Okay." Nakakui smiled and ran upstairs with his sweater.

Closing the door, Zhong Kui looked at the new sweater in her arms, it was so comfortable to touch, it was about to be the New Year, she was here unconsciously, it had been half a year, I didn't expect it, it had been so long.

"Sister?" Unknowingly, Zhong Kui actually held a sweater in the room, and after a long time, there was a knock on the door.

"Here we are." Zhong Kui put the sweater on the side of the bed, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly thought that Luo Mo couldn't see her expression, and he was nervous.

Pushing open the door, I saw Luo Mo with a faint smile, which made Zhongkui feel much better.

"I saw my sister in the room for so long, come and see." Luo Mo walked in with a smile and closed the door.

"What are you doing, you're doing something mysterious." Zhong Kui couldn't help but laugh as he watched Luo Mo walk in mysteriously.

"Sister is homesick, isn't it?" Luo Mo didn't answer Zhong Kui, and asked Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui was obviously stunned by Luo Mo's question, and couldn't help nodding, thinking that Luo Mo couldn't see her nodding, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Yes, I miss my father, I miss my brother." Zhong Kui then shook his head again, "What's the use of being homesick, that's not my home anymore." ”

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve." Luo Mo smiled and lay on Zhong Kui's bed, touching the sweater that Luo Mo's mother had knitted all night.

"yes, I'm going to spend my first New Year here." Nakakui sighed and lay on the bed with a smile.

"Sister." Mulmo called Zhong Kui.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Kui smiled and looked at the ink, the skin of the ink was very white, like cream, and people couldn't help but want to pinch it twice.

"It's fine." Luo Mo smiled, got up, walked to the door, and turned to look at Zhong Kui, "I'm coming to find my sister tonight, remember not to sleep too hard." ”

Luo Mo said, leaving Zhong Kui with a questioning face, not knowing what Luo Mo was talking about.

Late at night, Zhong Kui was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly felt that someone was gently shaking her, and in her ears, there was a voice "Sister." ”

Zhong Kui rubbed his eyes and saw Luo Mo sitting in front of his bed, "Why don't you sleep at night?" ”

"Sister, get dressed. Remember, be quiet. Although he didn't know what the hell was going on, Zhong Kui obediently put on his clothes.

Then followed Luo Mo down the stairs cautiously, looking to go out, Zhong Kui grabbed Zhen Mo, "What are you going to do." ”

"I'll find out later, don't wake up Mom, let's go." Luo Mo suppressed his voice very low, and then quietly ran out with Zhong Kui for unknown reasons.

The streets were a little dark at night, except for a street lamp in the distance, swaying in the wind.

"Zhong Kui, Mao Mo, here." Not far away, Zhong Kui actually saw the Gu family waving to them mysteriously, and Lu Mo pulled Zhong Kui and walked towards the Gu family.

"Gu family? Why are you here at night, what the hell are you doing? "Zhong Kui really can't imagine what the hell Luo Mo is doing in the Gu family.

"You've finally come out, let's go, we won't be able to catch up for a while." Behind the Gu family, a black car was parked, and the Gu family pulled the two of them and sat in.

"Second uncle, hurry, I won't be able to catch the train for a while." After Gu Jia finished speaking, the man sitting in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the highway.

"What are you going to do, where are you going to take me and Luomo?" Zhong Kui asked by tugging at the Gu family's ear.

"Zhong Kui, you lighten it, it hurts me to death." The Gu family rubbed Zhong Kui's red ears and said with a grin.

"Railway station, do you know that I took out all the pocket money my dad gave me for many years, and I feel sorry for me." The Gu family said, stuffing a handful of fragmented pocket money into Zhong Kui's hand.

"What are you doing at the train station?" Zhong Kui was puzzled and looked at Luo Mo, who had not spoken.

"Isn't my sister homesick, I'll send my sister home." Luo Mo showed two tiger teeth with a faint smile.

The train stopped in Beicheng, the sky was already white, Zhong Kui took Mao Mo and got off the train, looking at this familiar city, she didn't expect to return to Beicheng so soon.

"Aunt Qin really won't be angry?" Zhong Kui led Luo Mo towards the exit of the station, still a little apprehensive in his heart.

"I've already asked Brother Gu to help delay, don't worry, let's go find your brother." Luo Mo gently held Zhong Kui's hand, the gentleness in his hand made Zhong Kui slowly settle down, took a deep breath, and pulled Luo Mo out, can everything that follows really go smoothly?

Zhong Kui didn't know, and neither did Luo Mo.

With my own memory, I took the car to the familiar street, which is a whole row of small villas, in which lived, either rich or expensive, that tree, that house, there seemed to be a grandmother living in it, nothing to love to give her snacks to eat, here is full of memories of Zhongkui.

The further he walked in, the more nervous Zhong Kui became, and he couldn't help but hold Luo Mo's hand, which smiled and held Zhong Kui's cold hand tightly.

Arrived, the familiar villa, the home of hers.

"It's eight o'clock, and every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, my brother will go to deliver New Year's clothes to the children in the welfare home." Zhongkui remembers it very clearly, because she accompanied her brother every year.

"Then let's wait, hide first, in case your housekeeper finds out, or your father sees it, it's not good to drive us away directly." Luo Mo thought very comprehensively, Zhong Kui thought about it and reasoned, so he found a corner and sat there, Zhong Kui kept looking at the closed door, when it would open.

"Sister, what if your brother also lets you go?" Nakakui's head was looking out, and when he heard the sound of ink behind him, he turned his head.

"I don't know, I don't even dare to think about it now." Zhongkui really misses her father and her brother very much, so she completely broke off here, she really can't do it.

Luo Mo didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking, Zhong Kui stuck his head out to look again, even though his little hands were already red from the cold.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the door finally opened.