Liu Shimeng was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, today was the new year, and she should be jubilant, but at this moment, her heart was covered with haze.

I didn't want to cry, I just wanted to smile, but the tears still overflowed, slid down the corners of my eyes and fell on the pillow, disappearing.

If you say, I don't want my father, it must be a lie, I have seen that blurred face in my dreams countless times, and I have looked at other people's fathers countless times, crying because I miss and am sad.

Even if time passes, things are not people, and there is still a picture of my father teaching me to paint in the depths of my memory, which is warm and happy, and when happiness leaves her, the thoughts in my memory turn into hatred.

Hate why he is so ruthless, abandoning his wife and children for a woman, leaving them in a swamp from which they cannot extricate themselves.

Liu Shimeng lay weak and tired for a while, and suddenly sat up, as if thinking of something.

She stood up and opened the suitcase in the corner, took out the tattered and even torn album, and sat back on the bed, stroking the tape like a treasure.

Over the years, she has thrown it away and torn it, and every time her stepfather loses his temper and violently beats and scolds her mother, she hates him very much, and often tears up the album and throws it away

After throwing it away and tearing it up countless times, I picked it up countless times.

Many things have long since been discarded, except for this album with a different meaning that has been sleeping in her box.

At this time, she flipped through the yellowed picture album, and every moment of her childhood appeared in her memory, and every memory was a painful and extravagant torture for her.

Liu Shimeng's tears were like beads with broken threads, and she couldn't stop it, she thought that she didn't care about him for a long time, she had forgotten him, and all that remained in her heart was hatred, but after many years, when she heard his voice again, the scarred wound in her heart seemed to be torn apart again.

It turns out that behind hate is not only hate, hating a person is because of love, love will make the heart ache, will make the tear ducts burst.

Liu Shimeng held the album and sobbed, her shoulders trembled with the crying, and Zeng Lihua, who was standing outside the door, heard her slight crying.

He was still happy just now, but his eyebrows were already wrinkled.

"Shimeng, are you okay? Can I come in? "Zeng left the painting and knocked on the door.

Liu Shimeng heard Zeng Li's voice, immediately stood up, and wiped her tears again, she didn't want to bring her sadness to others, but wiping and wiping, it still didn't help.

Zeng Lihua didn't wait for Liu Shimeng to agree, gently pushed the door in, and saw Liu Shimeng who was in tears and crying with pear blossoms and rain.

It's just that at that moment, Zeng Lihua's heart shrank and shrank, and instantly thought of the way the school sister cried, and he was extremely distressed.

Liu Shimeng raised her head, her teary eyes were hazy opposite Zeng Li's painting, and her hands kept wiping.

"I'm sorry, the crying of the New Year is ruined, you go out! I'll be fine in a while! Liu Shimeng said.

"Shimeng, I don't know why you cry like this, since you cry so sadly, there must be something very important! If you can't even tell me, who else can you talk to? Zeng Lihua walked into Liu Shimeng, took out a piece of paper from the table and handed it to Liu Shimeng.

"If you can trust me, if you really regard me as a friend, you can talk to me, I am willing to listen, at least I will comfort you!" Zeng Lihua looked at Liu Shimeng, his eyes were full of sincerity.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Liu Shimeng looked at his beautiful and calm eyes, his heart stabilized, and the tears gradually disappeared.

Liu Shimeng was the first to avoid Zeng Lihua's gaze and sat back on the bed, Zeng Lihua pulled the chair next to him and sat next to the bed.

"Thank you! It's nothing, it's just some old things, I'm so disappointed for the New Year, it's not that I don't trust you, it's not that I don't treat you as a friend, I just don't think there is any need to say these things, but thank you for your kindness! Liu Shimeng said sincerely.

"Shimeng, I don't know how to say it, it's always easy to persuade people, but I still want to tell you, time is a good medicine, no matter how painful it is, it will gradually fade, maybe forget, or fade will make people relaxed and happy, you are Liu Shimeng, a strong and brave girl, don't let those messy things erase your smile!"

Zeng Lihua had already folded a paper crane at the moment when he spoke, gently took her hand and spread out his palm, and put the paper crane in her hand.

"This paper crane is given to you, it is a blessing, I hope you will always be healthy, beautiful and happy, and every day in the future will be happy!"

"Huh! Thank you! Am I very lucky to meet you, you not only took in the homeless me, but also want to care for me silently like my brother, I can't repay this kindness......" Liu Shimeng's heart was moved, and the words came out involuntarily, and after saying the last sentence, he suddenly felt inappropriate, and his face was flushed.

"Haha! Aren't you reporting? The house is so clean, and you make me supper, you have given me too much feedback and warmth! Zeng Lihua said warmly.

After Liu Shimeng moved in, Zeng Lihua's life has changed a lot, not only the living atmosphere, but also a little more sense of responsibility in his heart, he knows that Liu Shimeng is financially constrained, reluctant to spend money, occasionally a few times at home, only to see her eating instant noodles, the food she buys, she almost always makes breakfast and supper for herself.

For such a thing, Zeng Lihua felt very uncomfortable, and tried his best to make Liu Shimeng accept himself.

Liu Shimeng is a smart girl, knowing that he agrees, no longer refuses, but accepts, while accepting, but also bears more housework at home, for this matter, Zeng Lihua does not refuse, but also chooses to accept.

In Zeng Lihua's view, Liu Shimeng is silently and honestly giving, bringing warmth to his deserted home.

In Liu Shimeng's view, Zeng Lihua also silently and sincerely cared for himself, and lent a helping hand when he was in the most difficult time.

This tacit understanding brought their relationship closer and closer, and they let go of each other in the Norwegian forest of their hearts.

"Shimeng, it's not early, we're going to make dumplings, and we'll watch the Spring Festival Gala in a while!" Zeng left the painting station and walked out of the room first.

Liu Shimeng rubbed her swollen eyes and walked out.

"Do you know how to make dumplings?" Liu Shimeng looked at Zeng Li's painting with suspicion.

“……… I'll mix the stuffing! Zeng Lihua wiped his nose very unconfidently.

"Humph! You go and clean up the fish, or I'll get it! I don't want the kitchen to become a battlefield again! Liu Shimeng shook her head helplessly, thinking that men are really unreliable things.

Zeng Lihua obediently rubbed to the other side and stared at the fish in a daze.

When Liu Shimeng saw Zeng Li's painting, she felt very helpless again, and felt that she was very wrong, and it was too much to let a person who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers go to clean up the fish.

"Teacher Zeng, you come over first to help me serve noodles, there is too much water!"

"Okay, right away!" Zeng Lihua heard Liu Shimeng's voice and immediately turned back.

Liu Shimeng's hands were flexible and folding, and she was standing next to her from the painting, adding water or flour a little bit.

Liu Shimeng rarely makes noodles, which is a challenge for her, and the two cooperate tacitly, and finally make a ball of flour.

"Our teacher Liu really stretched out his hand, just now it was still powder, and now it is a group, how did you do it? Did you have a pair of stretched hands? Awesome, really a master! "Zeng left the painting and slapped the horse again.

"Sycophants, go! Immortals who don't eat fireworks in the world, you can go to accompany Lucky first, it seems to be very lonely! Liu Shimeng washed her hands carefully and began to clean up the fish.

Liu Shimeng's hands and feet were nimble, and in a few moments, the fish was cleaned up and salted.

Zeng Lihua suddenly felt that he was very small standing in front of Liu Shimeng, and suddenly found that he couldn't read or write anything except dancing and singing, and suddenly remembered that his classmates liked to describe him as not eating fireworks in the world during college, and now Liu Shimeng is the same, I don't know whether I should be happy or unhappy?

Zeng Li returned to the living room to pick up the coquettish and cute lucky, kissed, and had nothing to do but watch Liu Shimeng, who was busy in the kitchen.

She wore an apron, her hair casually tucked back behind her head, and she was busy intently.

Zeng Lihua remembered the first time he saw Liu Shimeng, she was like a painting, like a fairy, poetic and picturesque, but at this time she was busy between the stoves like a housewife, and her heart was suddenly very distressed, he always felt that Liu Shimeng should not be so all-encompassing, and he should not enjoy such treatment with nothing to do.

Thinking of this, Zeng Lihua put down his luck and returned to the kitchen, he is not an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world, he is a man, a man who can be relied on by women instead of cared for.

"Teacher Shimeng, can you teach me how to make dumplings? I would also love to make a few Chinese New Year's Eve dishes! "I have left the painting.

"Making dumplings? Are you sure you want to learn? Liu Shimeng raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Hmm!" Zeng Lihua nodded resolutely.

"Of course, as long as you don't crash! As for cooking, forget it! It's not that I'm rude, I really don't believe you! ”

"Teacher Liu, you can guide me! I can, you trust me! ”

"That's fine!" Liu Shimeng nodded in agreement.

At the dining table, Liu Shimeng and Zeng Lihua sat side by side, Zeng Lihua had a floury face, holding a round dough in his hand, and listened carefully and carefully to Liu Shimeng's explanation.

Although several faces were broken, Liu Shimeng was still very patient and guided, and Zeng Li's painting was also extremely serious, and under the bright light, the heads of the two were almost close together, looking close and harmonious.

After unremitting efforts, Zeng Lihua finally completed the task, and admired the first dumpling in his life with a great sense of accomplishment, although it was ugly, but it was very fulfilling.

"Our classmate Zeng is really smart!" Liu Shimeng said with a smile.

"Of course, am I as smart as Xiao Ming, Mr. Liu?" Zeng Lihua smiled and was coquettish.

"Smarter than Xiao Ming, because Xiao Ming doesn't know how to make dumplings!" Liu Shimeng covered her mouth and said.

"Haha! This is the first time I've made dumplings in my life, and I know how to make dumplings! ”

"Congratulations, keep up the good work!" Liu Shimeng applauded.