When I returned to my true colors, it was already 11 o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve. Fireworks bloom in the sky over the city. I leaned against the window all the way and squinted, dazed and half-asleep.

After the car stopped, I raised my head and inadvertently noticed that Jin Yan's expression seemed to be a little gloomy, which was very different from just now.

"Jin Yan?" I subconsciously called his name.

Since the first day of acquaintance, I have always called him by his first name, and I don't want to call him "Jin Shao".

Unexpectedly, as soon as I screamed, he quickly turned his face away and wiped the corner of his eye with his hand. I was amazed, what's going on? Don't...... Crying?

It's impossible, an evil young man like him will have tears?! I have serious doubts, what can make him sad?

The car door slowly opened, and he ignored me, just took my hand and strode towards the clubhouse.

It's still a "999" box. There were only two of us in the huge top box.

I thought there would be a lot of people tonight, so I asked him why the others didn't come, and he shook his head: "Tonight, I'm just with you." ”

"Why?" I was puzzled.

With a gloomy expression, he went to his special wine cabinet and took out a bottle of Lafite, and did not speak. I felt like he had something on his mind. But if he didn't say it, I wouldn't dare ask.

"Isn't it good to only be with you?" He opened the wine and poured a glass into each of our glasses.

"Okay."

They each took a sip of each other, but still didn't speak, and the air became a little dull.

When he's not spoofing, fighting, or partying, he doesn't seem to like to talk at all.

"How are you going to spend tonight without me?" He quickly finished half a glass of red wine and poured himself more than half a glass.

"It's not good to go to work, go home and sleep." I said lightly.

I suddenly realized how boring my year would have been without his presence tonight!

"Why don't you go home and live with your parents?" He asked me suspiciously.

"I didn't make any money, so I went back to make my parents unhappy." I don't know why I told the truth, and I shouldn't have said that in front of him. Could it be that this situation gave me the desire to talk?

"Your parents love money?" He couldn't help but ask again

I shook my head, and I said, "No, it's that I'm so useless and always disappoint my parents." ”

Where can he understand this, people and people can't empathize with it at all.

He said, "I can give you as much as you want." I don't have anything, I just don't lack money. ”

"What you give and what I earn are two different concepts."

I sighed and took a sip of my drink.

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, shall we have some fun?" I digressed from the subject.

"What is there to be happy about on Chinese New Year's Eve." Unexpectedly, he did not cooperate. In the blink of an eye, his glass was empty again. He seems to have a lot on his mind.

"Let's have a drink." I was also saddened.

At this time last year, our family was happily eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, sitting around the newly purchased LCD screen large color TV of the uncle's family and watching the Spring Festival Gala with great interest. I remember that Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at the uncle's new home, full of good dishes, everyone was happy, only my father was always depressed. But in the end, the Spring Festival Gala, the fireworks, and the banquet are all worldly joys.

The new year, the new atmosphere, and the joy everywhere highlight the coldness of me and Jin Yan in the box.

In the cup, a bottle of red wine was quickly drunk by us. Alcohol played a warming role at this time, and I saw Jin Yan's originally gloomy face brighten up little by little, and he said, "Pan Rushu, I need you to sing a song for me." ”

"Okay." I didn't hesitate to say yes.

I ordered a song of Ding Wei's "Your Solo Dance", the melody sounded, and I sang sadly: "Snow is a foggy white fog/Fog that never fades/Snow is the dance of dancing flowers/A solo dance that makes me lost/You are always so silent/Let the wind blow you wherever you go/You slowly fall on the dust/I hear a gust of wind and can't help crying/I think you are the loneliest tear in the sky/With a sad and innocent beauty/I think you have tasted all the right and wrong/So you turned into plain water again".

After the song.

I stood still. He sat still, staring at me steadily, motionless.

I looked back at him quietly.

A self-evident feeling rose in our hearts, and at that moment, I seemed to read something in his eyes.

He handsomely beckoned me to come closer. I put down the microphone and walked over to him.

Before he could get near, he quickly took my hand, pushed me down on the couch, kissed me on the lips fiercely, kissed me like a beast attacking its prey, kissed me at all, gnawed at me, and hated to swallow me whole.

I knew he was venting on me, and I could clearly feel the pain in his heart, even though I didn't understand what he was hurting about.

He was on the couch and asked for me.

No one came to disturb them, and there was silence all around. He pressed against me, his hand over my mouth, and let out a low growl.

Venting, complete venting, without words and expressions, and without tenderness, but it gave me an indescribable sense of joy.

He had complimented me on the sensitivity of my body more than once, and it seemed like a thing to be credited with. And I, in his "teachings" again and again, have gradually understood that the so-called sensitivity is actually a woman's talent.

"The beauty of the people, the beauty of the stage, the beauty of the song, in fact, you are great, you know?" After venting, he whispered something in my ear.

"Thank you."

He reached out and patted me lightly on the face, rolled over and got off top of me, and lay on the side gasping for air.

"It's so cool," he sighed, leaning sideways to me, and said, "How can it be so cool to be with you?" ”

"Won't you be with others?" I knew I shouldn't have asked, but I asked anyway.

He shook his head and said with certainty, "No." ”

Then he asked me, "What's the name of that song?" ”

"Your solo dance." I say.

"Why do you sing this song?" He asked me.

"I don't think you're happy." I say.

He smiled slightly, and he said, "I'm not happy in the future, just ask you to vent." I don't want anything right now. ”

I suddenly felt a little sad.

Sensing my displeasure, he reached out and took me into his arms, and the New Year's bell rang at this moment.

"Listen, the New Year's bell is ringing, and we're together." He said.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"On behalf of the first day of 2007, we were together." He explained.

"Jin Yan ......" I suddenly called his name, he turned his head to look at me, "um".

"Do you dare to say you love me?" I don't know why, but suddenly I was hypocritical.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, but then I was pleasantly surprised by what he said, and he said, "Why don't you dare." ”

"I want to hear it." I say.

"That'...... You let me have a glass of wine to brew. With that, he picked up his glass and drank most of it.

Then, he picked up my face, looked at me squarely, and said with an extremely serious expression: "Pan Rushu, you listen well!" I-love-you! ”

This is the first time in my life that I have heard these three words.

The book says that these three simple words mean so much!

The book also says that men don't easily say I love you to women!

……

Anyway, I'm excited. At that moment, all the emotions were ignited, and they jumped with joy in the heart like flames. I couldn't help but kiss him, and he gave me a warmer response, and we couldn't help but linger in the place where we first met.

Just when we were feeling passionate, the door in the box was suddenly slammed open.

Such a sudden interruption made Jin Yan very unhappy, and Jin Yan shouted: "Who the doesn't have long eyes!" ”

I looked at the door and saw a tall, handsome middle-aged man standing in the doorway, imposing and majestic.

"Dad..."

Jin Yan pushed me away from my body at the moment and stood up tremblingly.

It's his dad?! I panicked, quickly straightened my clothes, and sat there nervously, staring at the uninvited guest at the door who looked angry.

"Your Uncle Liu said that you secretly returned to China alone, I still don't believe it, I didn't expect ......" As soon as Jin Yan's father spoke, the air pressure in the room plummeted, and his voice was even lower than Jin Yan.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Jin Yan stood beside me, completely devoid of his former majesty at this moment, bowing his head like all children who have done wrong things, and unwillingly admitting his mistakes.

"What are you going to do back home?" His father closed the door of the box and stood proudly with one hand in his pocket.

Jin Yan's figure is not as burly as his father, but he has a temperament, and his words and deeds are in the same vein at a glance. It's just that probably because of his experience and age, his father's aura is even stronger, and people only dare to look up, not approach at all.

"Didn't do anything." Jin Yan's voice was lowered. I watched as his two fists clenched tightly, as if there was a lot of forbearance in my heart.

I looked up, and his father glanced at me coldly. Just one glance made me feel a murderous aura. It's really murderous.

"Come home with me." His father said coldly, and then prepared to turn around.

"Dad!" Jin Yan suddenly shouted, his father turned around again, Jin Yan pointed at me and said, "Don't hurt her!" I'll listen to you for the rest! ”

Probably because of Jin Yan's plea, his father was surprised, he directly turned on all the lights in the box, walked towards us, and pointed at me imposingly: "You, stand up!" ”

I was stunned by this aura and stood up obediently.

"What's your name?" He asked me.

I hesitated and didn't know what to answer.

"Dad, don't ask, everything has nothing to do with her." Jin Yan said anxiously.

"I ask you, girl." His father's voice was frighteningly low.

"Hello uncle, my name is Pan Rushu." Since I have come to this point, I simply replied without fear and politely.

"That's you!" His father's tone seemed to have heard of me, which puzzled me.

"I'm just playing with her, nothing." Jin Yan explained anxiously. In a word, it stabbed my internal organs and hurt all my organs.

"I know everything you are doing. Now come home with me, and I'll settle accounts with you after today! "In front of me, Jin Yan's father didn't show him any affection at all.

"Good. As long as you promise me to let her go! Jin Yan said.

"You're not qualified to negotiate terms with me!" Jin Yan's father let out a low roar, and like Jin Yan, as soon as he became angry, the sides of his nose began to tremble. Amazing genes, amazing father and son.

Jin Yan's ears were directly pinched by his father, and his father pulled his ears mercilessly and dragged them away, and I felt pain when I watched that scene.

Jin Yan glanced at me with an incomparably complicated gaze in addition to the pain, which seemed to be both comforting and helpless, and more like a farewell.

I was shocked, and at that moment I didn't know why I suddenly thought that maybe I would never see him again...... When this thought rose in my mind, I rushed out without hesitation.

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