The brightly lit Yuzhuang is filled with the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, the pearl umbrella engraved with the word Fu rotates in the eaves, and the streets and alleys with high lanterns are covered with a warm red glow at night. Scraping firecrackers, throwing firecrackers, monkeys and other firecrackers for a few dollars a bundle, almost every Yuzhuang child has so many in his hand, and it seems to have become a tradition to secretly blow up the water in the river.

The elderly like to take offerings on this day and go to the Dragon King Temple to pray for good weather throughout the year. In the past, there were always children with grandchildren around who wanted to follow them, and the good name was to take care of their grandparents, but in fact, when the old people softened their hearts at the temple fair, they bought a few more snacks to satisfy their hunger.

Zong Qi looked at the new Spring Festival couplets at the door of his house with satisfaction, picked up the chair, and walked back to the house leisurely.

The inside of the house is also new, although there are some boastful ingredients, but after cleaning up most of the stalls and cleaning, it always feels like the home is empty as if it has just been renovated.

The mother had already prepared the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and set the table in the living room. Every year, my mother stays in front of the TV like this, just to watch the annual "Spring Festival Gala".

It turns out that today is Chinese New Year's Eve.

Zong Qi sighed inexplicably, feeling as if he knew, and as if he had just come back to his senses. Last year's Chinese New Year's Eve night is still vivid, at that time the family received a letter from my father, in addition to the necessary blessings, the rest is to say that this year can not go home again, very painful, very painful to ask my wife and son for guilt, I will come back next year for the New Year......

The mother snorted, threw the letter aside, and after scolding the old thing for being a liar, she continued to work. Zong Qi knew what was going on when he looked at her expression, but he would still open the envelope and see if there would be anything new compared to previous years...... Well, sure enough, his father will only have one routine.

However, this year's letter seems to have come a little late.

Zong Qi came to his mother's room and opened the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers, where there were the glory left by his father years ago and a neat stack of letters, from love letters full of scholarly literature and art, to slightly childish vows of mountains and seas, to New Year's wishes begging for mercy...... These are well kept by his mother.

Zong Qi turned over the New Year's greetings, slightly regretful. There's no envelope for this year, so it seems that the postal guy had an accident.

Reluctantly closed the drawer, and suddenly, Zong Qi thought of another possibility: Will Dad come back this year?

This is not without basis, once when my father first disappeared outside, there was no news on Chinese New Year's Eve, my mother was very angry and bluntly said that she wanted a divorce, but in the middle of the Spring Festival Gala, my father slipped into the house like a thief through the glass window next to the TV. My mother almost smashed the spoon of hot pot in my hand on my father's face.

Zong Qi nodded excitedly, feeling that his guess was seamless.

"Zongqi, it's time to eat." The shouts of the grandmother sounded outside the door.

"Come on." Zong Qi replied loudly, and went to find his mobile phone by the way. He didn't go to see the bland Spring Festival Gala, he wanted to make some extra money in the past few days at the beginning of the year. Thinking about those very generous relatives, I feel that there will be a lot of mobile phone red envelopes this year.

In addition to a drunken and melancholy idler, there are also campus robots wearing big red jackets and shouting Happy New Year when they meet someone.

"Brother, you don't seem to have given me this year's New Year's money, right?" Twilight's eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Xuan, who was chatting with her phone.

"It's gone, it's gone, I've already sent it to my dozens of girlfriends, and there's nothing left!" Yang Xuan waved his hand impatiently.

"Brother~ I'm also your best friend, and I'm the best best friend, do you want to give the biggest bag?"

"No, no."

"Brother~" The little hand dragged the sleeve and danced, danced, danced.

"Okay, okay, take it, don't bother your brother to do business." A pack of red envelopes that had been prepared for a long time slapped on Twilight's hand from behind.

"Hehe, I knew that brother, you wouldn't be partial." Twilight happily accepted it with excitement, and secretly opened it to take a few looks, very satisfied.

The arrival of the Spring Festival means that students are on winter break, and the two relatively independent universities are no exception. Most of the students have gone home for the Chinese New Year, and the rest have stayed at school for various reasons, including the siblings.

The little worry in their hearts made them unable to determine whether the prison crown had been aware of their existence, they didn't dare to gamble, they really didn't dare to gamble, they were afraid that they would be put on a long line to catch a big fish, they were afraid that their parents would be involved, and even sent a message to their family to go over the wall to Xichang first, and then turn countless paths to reach Dongyun.

Lin Ca also paid attention to these students who did not go home for the New Year, and specially chartered a restaurant in Times Square to provide them with a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, hoping that these lonely students could get together and celebrate the Spring Festival of alumni.

But. Twilight turned her head to look around the restaurant, where there were only a dozen students scattered around the huge space, like a few black dots on a blank piece of paper, bowing her head and doing her own thing, without the slightest intention of gathering together to celebrate.

Fortunately, I have a brother, otherwise I would have to be bored to the point of yellowing. Twilight patted her chest in rejoice, then glanced at Yang Xuan, who was staring at the phone screen with a smirk.

When I didn't say.

The villa area of Fubi is also dyed in a festive red, and the villa with a unique design seems to be the same as it was at the beginning.

The solid wood coffee table in the living room is stocked with a glass of wine and a snack platter. Platter is a Spring Festival custom in some regions, used to entertain relatives who come to pay New Year's greetings, and here it is to set off the atmosphere and eat for yourself.

The TV is playing the Spring Festival Gala, I don't know when I got the habit, obviously no one is watching in the room, but I always involuntarily turn on the TV, turn on the Spring Festival Gala, and let the cheerful voice of the program and the host echo in the whole room. Maybe at some point, I'll raise my head and see if the sketch is funny.

Lin Yunjue on the sofa was looking at the photo album in his hand. The album collection is very thin, most of them are individual photos, rarely appear collective, and individual photos are also basic information about the subject himself, similar to prison photos, but the photos have a common feature, the characters are children.

"I'm finally going back to Rinca next semester." Familiar voices wafted through the room, and clouds appeared in the living room. Black plush undershirt, black warm stockings, red and purple over-the-knee coat, and a cotton red scarf woven into a tongue knot not only show the dignified and elegant when the party stands, every move when dynamic, but also give full play to the feminine style.

If you didn't have those lime-colored rain boots.

Why do you wear rain boots at home?

Yunyin sat next to Lin Yunjue and said unexpectedly: "Hey, you're actually looking at the photo, the sun is coming out of the west?" ”

Lin Yunjue glanced at his sister, the hearing aid next to Yunyin's ear was extremely eye-catching. smiled slightly: "Look at how much change there will be compared to when you were a child and now." ”

"Then I'm definitely getting prettier and prettier!"

Lin Yunjue threw the photo album to Yunyin with a disgusted face, picked up the red wine glass, and left.

Theros, who came out of the kitchen, saw Lin Yunjue passing by, and wanted to smile, but found that Lin Yunjue's pace was a little hurried.

"It's ugly, was I that nervous...... Yun Jue's change is really the biggest, but it's still so handsome...... Aren't these Mr. Tang's two children, I don't know how they are now...... It must be Throth who is so good-looking. Thoros, come and see the cold image of you when you were a child. ”

Theros looked at Lin Yunjue's back as he went upstairs, and a trace of doubt flashed in her ice-blue eyes. But Lin Yunjue didn't say it, and she wouldn't ask.

"Here we are." Theros chuckled in response, stepping towards Yunyin, a little more anticipation.

The door was locked, and Lin Yunjue stepped silently on the marble floor tiles, this was a semi-domed room with huge floor-to-ceiling spherical glass windows, no one knew what the reason for designing this room was in the first place. However, on a rainy day, the scenery of raindrops flowing down from here is very interesting.

Dozens of rows of top-to-ceiling bookcases are crammed with books, and the sides of the books have no titles, making them look like book archives; In front of the bookcase is a dark purple piano, very low purity, the piano is an automatic piano, and a matching tablet is placed on it. It seems that the room is empty, and there are only so many things.

With his left hand propped up on the piano lid, Lin Yunjue couldn't help but hold the wine glass in his hand. The whole body is so prostrated that there must be a support point before you can continue to stand.

Nosa's figure and childhood photos continue to pass through his mind, constantly overlapping and dissolving. Fear, confusion, anger, struggle, pain, mockery, coldness...... The purple image in the depths of the pupils is like a weak fire, inexhaustibly scorching the inner spiritual world.

Unable to clearly recognize how much time had passed, Lin Yunjue walked to the glass tremblingly. At this time, the Spring Festival Gala on the TV entered the New Year's countdown, and every household in Fubi began to prepare firecrackers, looking forward to the bell ringing at zero o'clock.

"Happy New Year." Lin Yunjue murmured, like an edict that could not be resisted, and the hour hand quietly took a step forward.

Beyond the glass, the fireworks are brilliant.

The glass shimmered in the glowing light of the scarlet, and the mellow smell of wine filled the air. Obviously, there was no cold wind pouring in, but Lin Yunjue still felt very cold.

"Happy New Year." There was such a real whisper in his ears, as if the starry sky of the distant universe was twinkling.

Instinct drove Lin Yunjue to turn backwards violently, and the wine glass in his hand became a weapon, swaying and shattering on the floor, and the splashing red wine made the scene look like a murder, and they were so dark without the light hitting them.

However, there was no one behind it, it seemed that Lin Yunjue had suddenly gone crazy.

Lin Yunjue couldn't help but laugh at himself. Since the age of six, at this time of year, there are always these four words of mantra in my ears, but no matter how I look for it and shout, I can't find the source of the sound, so that I once thought that I was suffering from a unique menopausal auditory hallucination, but now it seems that it is not impossible......

The fireworks outside the window still light up the night sky, and everyone has their own different expectations for the new year.

In the deep sea sky, the cherry blossoms are always falling.

The cherry blossom forest that could not be seen at a glance seemed to be a sea of pink full of dreams, and it was impossible to measure how large its area was, but somewhere, in a corner, where Lin Yunjue could not see, there was a thin tree stump, which was covered by the petals in the sky.

The shallow surface of the water is calm, and the cherry blossom trees in full bloom are reflected in the inner world. The tree is still the appearance of a tree, but the reflection of each petal is the face of a crocodile.

There are as many petals as there are petals in a tree, and there are as many trees as there are in a forest.

There was a corpse lying on the deep-water track, and the position was still the same as the position where Lin Yunjue was pushed into the water. The corpse was Lori-like Nosha, her face was calm and serene, her right hand gently held the harmonica, and not a single petal dared to fall on it, or even around it.

Suddenly, it opened its eyes.

"Brother Yunjue, tell you secretly, the fifth monster, it didn't sleep."

(ENDS)