No matter how hard the days are, they will become yesterday after all.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the bakery began to take a holiday.

Momo was pushed into Zhenfeng's car by Zhenzi.

Actually, she would prefer to be alone.

She didn't want everyone to have a bad year because she was worried about her, but she had nowhere to go, and she couldn't even find an excuse.

She fidgeted.

She empathized with other men, fell in love with other men, became pregnant with other people's children, and was abandoned by others. Let's ask, what kind of face does she have to sit here and accept the care of Zhenfeng's family?

"Momo, stay here these days and celebrate the New Year with us." Aunt Li smiled and gave her a piece of ribs.

"That's right, Sister Momo, sleep with me, I have a lot to say to you." Xiaoya put another piece of chicken wings in her bowl.

"Come, eat the fish." Zhenfeng picked a piece of fish without thorns and gave it to Momo.

Momo lowered his head and looked at the vegetables piled up like a hill, happy and painful, guilty and uneasy.

She pretended to be happy and gulped down her food.

Zhenfeng, who was sitting next to her, still saw her tears dripping silently into the bowl.

Wang Zizu and grandchildren sat at a huge dining table for Chinese New Year's Eve.

On this festive day of family reunion, the ancestral house is even more cold and lonely.

Wang Zi drank most of the time, and only took a bite or two of food at the urging of Mrs. Wang. I didn't touch the dishes on the table.

The old lady looked at her great-grandson these days, and then looked at the wedding diamond ring he was wearing on his ring finger, and probably guessed something.

Zhenfeng drove Momo downstairs in a van.

"Brother Zhenfeng." Momo summoned Zhenfeng, who was about to send her upstairs, and stopped in the hallway.

Zhenfeng was stunned for a moment, and had a bad premonition.

She never called her that.

"I'm not going to your house tomorrow, you don't have to pick me up."

"Are you going back to Mo's house?"

Momo bowed his head and was silent. Let him think so.

Zhenfeng acquiesced.

There is a custom in Lincheng that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the younger generations should pay New Year's greetings to the elders. Although the Mo family didn't want to see her, there was her biological father and grandmother there.

"Alright, I'll call you tomorrow afternoon. Happy New Year. ”

Mo Mo nodded, his heart was bitter: How can I be happy?

She wanted to speak several times and stopped.

Zhenfeng didn't leave, just looked at her.

She finally couldn't bear to put it off until next year, and said, "I'm sorry. ”

After speaking, tears fell.

"Silly girl, I'm sorry to say something decent." Zhenfeng stepped over and grabbed her shoulders.

"I was going to love you until you change your mind, but, but...... I'm in love with someone else! Momo pushed him away and shouted at him.

The pestle was there, and the hot heart was suddenly frozen.

After a long time, he reacted and wanted to take Mo Mo into his arms.

Mo Mo hurriedly took a step back, his eyes hurting: "I'm sorry, I'm necrotic!" I'm in love with a big jerk! I know I shouldn't love him, but what should I do? I can't control my heart! I just can't control my heart! ”

She pounded her chest hard with her hand, and it hurt there, all the time.

The more it hurts, the more she understands deeply that she is really in love with him. And Zhenfeng, I don't know when it began to quietly retreat from her heart.

"You'll be my Brother Zhenfeng from now on—if you're still willing." Momo covered his mouth, whimpered and turned to run away.

Zhenfeng stood for a long time on Chinese New Year's Eve, hoping to wake up tomorrow morning and find that it was just a dream from last year.