Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

When the first cannon sounded. The fireworks in the night sky are dazzling and picturesque.

Everyone gathered around a table to eat the New Year's dinner, got up one after another, lifted the fireworks that had been prepared and walked to the small garden.

The eldest lady of the Han family was the most excited, urging Han Xiaobao to bring a lighter and quickly ignite the fireworks.

Bang!

The cannons burst into the sky, exploding in the night sky that was dyed with fireworks, and it was so colorful that it instantly stained the bottom of the eye.

The girl happily set off the fireworks, one after the other, almost without stopping. Lin Ze didn't have time to calculate how much fireworks the eldest lady of the Han family would let off this night. The rich father sat on the stone bench and stared at his baby daughter with a kind face.

Even if the girl is interested, for three days and three nights, Han Zhenbei, who has a lot of money, will not frown.

Lin Ze leaned against the door of the hall and looked at the excited Han Xiaoyi with a smile on the corner of his mouth. An eighteen-year-old girl should be like this, without too many troubles and worries. Simple and blissful.

Whether or not this innocence and happiness are fleeting like fireworks, at least they were once there, didn't they?

"Going to play?"

Lin Ze lit a cigarette, turned his head and said to the silver girl standing on the side holding Häagen-Dazs.

"I don't like it." The silver girl shook her head.

Lin Ze smiled helplessly, skillfully flicked the cigarette ash and said, "What do you like?" ”

"Listen to you sing." The silver girl took a bite of ice cream into her mouth. "Bugs fly."

"I'll sing it to you at night." Lin Ze smiled.

"Okay."

The silver girl glanced at him and turned back to her room.

The brilliant and colorful fireworks in the sky didn't attract even half of her eyes.

Lin Ze silently stared at her thin and cold back, and muttered to himself, "When will you fall in love with the beautiful things in this world?" Regardless of the outcome, shouldn't you give it a try? ”

Dudu-Lin Ze, who was in deep thought, was awakened by the violent vibration of his mobile phone, and when he took out his mobile phone, he saw that it was a text message.

Xia Shuzhu sent it.

A woman who has been reunited with her family sends a happy new year text message. It's not the kind of group text messaging, the content is not chic and interesting, but it's better than the sincerity of the feelings.

Lin Ze replied to the woman with a smile. The phone rang again.

It was sent by the talented woman Dong Xiaowan.

Maybe it's close to twelve o'clock, and there are more and more text messages, in addition to these close women, there are also many classmates who send blessing text messages. Lin Ze replied one by one, but there were ripples in his heart.

In the UK a few years ago, he could only sigh during the Spring Festival every year, and the fun of Chinese New Year's Eve was only to hide in an empty room with Xiao Hei to cook a hot pot and drink high-strength liquor to deliver food.

It was lonely and empty.

Every festive season, Lin Ze doesn't think about his relatives, but he misses his hometown and misses the motherland. Even though he was sent to the secret base by the old director at the age of five, every holiday, the base will hold some lively activities and programs, which will not make people feel lonely and lonely.

At this moment, brother far away, are you okay?

Lin Ze was making a transatlantic phone call in pain, but the mobile phone called a number.

"Hey." After Lin Ze answered the phone, he said in a calm voice.

"Hey—" The woman's magnetic voice came, slightly nasal, as if it were a sign of a cold.

"Happy Chinese New Year." Lin Ze said softly.

"Happy New Year." Fang Susu coughed lightly suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Ze frowned slightly and said with concern. "Got a cold?"

"It's a bit of a cold." I don't know if it was because the radio waves changed her original voice or because of the cold, Lin Ze felt that this cold woman's voice was particularly magnetic and good, and it made people's hearts tingle when they heard it.

"Work is important, but the body is more important, and we should pay more attention to the recent cold snap to the north." Lin Ze said softly. "After taking the medicine, I rested early. Don't always stay up late at work. ”

"Hmm." Fang Susu snorted lightly, and changed his words again. "Did you see Han Zhenbei?"

"See." Lin Ze frowned slightly, curious. "What's the matter?"

"Before he came to Huaxin City, he did some actions in Yanjing, which caused a shock in several families." Fang Susu paused and said. But they don't seem to be planning to do anything, maybe they are afraid of Han Zhenbei's identity and power. But you should be careful, these family feuds should not be underestimated. Maybe I'll find it someday. ”

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Lin Ze smiled and nodded, and said with concern: "You too, pay attention to your body, don't work and die." The old director came to see me a while ago and mentioned you. ”

"Director Fang?"

"Hmm." Lin Ze smiled. "He said that you are too hard-working and unsociable, which is not good, our national security is a department that pays attention to organization and discipline, and cannot play the role of an individualistic hero. Besides - you are so fierce to your male colleagues, how will you find a boyfriend in the future? Are you really going to be an agent for the rest of your life? ”

"It's not about you, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Fang Susu couldn't help coughing slightly. I hurriedly picked up the hot water on the desk and sent down two cough medicines, and the violent cough only got better.

It's just that the cough has improved, but her mood has become more and more depressed. The cough was harsh in the cold, empty office.

Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, but all colleagues who have no important tasks on their minds have gone home for the New Year. Fang Susu didn't leave, not because she didn't want to go, but because she didn't know where to go.

Go home?

As a national security leader, his father is busy with official duties. In the past, the Spring Festival was rarely at home, but now the situation is even more turbulent, not to mention Chinese New Year's Eve, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to Yanjing before the fifteenth year of the year.

What's the difference between being alone at home and this cold office?

Director Fang called Fang Susu in the afternoon and asked her to treat herself well in the evening, but she was busy at the time and didn't pay much attention to it. By the time she finished her work at night, it was already ten o'clock at night, and she was already physically and mentally exhausted, and she had some colds and flu, and she didn't have the strength to go home. Just settle dinner in the office.

There was nothing special in her storage box, some stomach-hugging compressed biscuits, and a few bottles of refreshing and nerve-stimulating drinks. Tonight she was a little weak, and it was snowing heavily, so she didn't bother to go out, so she poured a glass of warm water and sent some compressed biscuits that were as hard as iron into her stomach.

Two biscuits were sent down with a glass of warm water, and Fang Susu, who had a very poor appetite, could no longer eat them.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, which is the most important festival of the year for Chinese citizens. But she didn't want to go anywhere, and she didn't have anywhere to go. I can only stay in this cold office vigil.

She didn't know what it was like.

She remembered the words Lin Ze asked at the beginning, do you plan to be an agent for the rest of your life? As an old virgin, do you want to be a man?

Her answer at the time was very firm.

"My life was given by Director Fang, as long as he is in need, I can always hold on."

However, after all, the human heart grows from flesh. She was a little dazed. A little timid.

Can you really keep going? May I?

So why be afraid? Do you feel lonely and uncomfortable?

Why - even the corners of the eyes are moist?

Are you so vulnerable? Aren't you the cold intelligence officer that everyone in the NSA fears? Isn't she a strong woman who is called a stone girl by those mischievous colleagues?

But why is it so uncomfortable in my heart, so I can't help myself?

The radio, which was originally about eating cookies to relax, suddenly shifted from current affairs news to the city song cutting column.

"I've never heard of me, and I feel like even I'm afraid of being lonely. Whenever the night falls quietly, a person will indeed be sad. The phone was on and did not ring. Often alone in silence until dawn. Who knows that there are people who are lonely in the trouble.

I'm afraid of loneliness, and I'm afraid that you will leave me. If you love me, please say to me, don't let me be lonely. Say you won't leave me, say you won't regret it, only you can dispel my loneliness..."

As if being poked into tears, Fang Susu's beautiful big eyes were full of tears and quietly slipped down.

Silent choking.

Indescribable sadness.

Fang Susu lay on the cold desk, letting the tears run down her cheeks and drip on the white work materials.

After a long time, I don't know if the tears dried up, or if the woman vented the depression and sadness in her heart, she got up again and wiped the tears from her cheeks with her slender and white hands. Pour a glass of warm water into the water glass, and send down several hard compressed biscuits in succession, chewing until her cheeks are painful and weak.

Filling her stomach, the woman regained her cold look, flipped through the information, restarted the computer, put on radiation glasses, and crackled on the keyboard with the pair of jade hands that countless women envied, performing the work originally scheduled for the first day of the Lunar New Year.

It was a lively and happy evening, at least for most people.

It was also a lonely and cold night, at least for Fang Susu.

She doesn't know if next year's Chinese New Year's Eve will still be spent like this, and she doesn't know if she will have the opportunity to snack at the coffee house like she did last time. Eat her favorite snacks and eat the snacks that the man invited her to eat.

But tonight, at least, she missed that quiet afternoon, his plain but very comfortable face. I miss his slightly ridiculous, but sincere inquiry.

"Is it delicious? Isn't it refreshing? ”

Some of it is flirtatious, and some of it is vulgar. But she does not reject it, but her heart is extremely down-to-earth and stable.

"When I wanted to recount how I've felt over the years, you've ordered a table full of my favorite food. Introduce me to a book on astronomy-" Fang Susu, who was tapping on the keyboard, suddenly hummed these words softly from the song he had listened to in the coffee house. Very soothing tunes, very simple lyrics. But it goes straight to the heart and makes people feel excited.

Knock - the wall clock on the wall rang out unexpectedly.

It's twelve o'clock in the night.

Fang Susu was awakened by the cold sound of the wall bell, raised his head slightly, glanced at the brightly lit night scene outside the window, and whispered: "It's the New Year, remember to be happy." ”

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