I heard a "click-" sound, the car jerked upside down, and someone was shaking me.

Waking up from a groggy stupor, I opened my eyes slightly. Looking at the handsome face that I just broke into my dream, I was reassuring and warm.

He leaned over and touched my forehead, worried, "Wake up, you just had a nightmare, right?" Your head is hot and should be in a fever. ”

I hugged his hand, nodded slightly, and said, "It should be a cold, it's not too much of a problem, let's continue on the road." ”

He said apologetically: "There was a deep ditch that bypassed the lights just now, and the chassis seemed to be broken, and the car should not be able to continue driving." However, not far away on the 107 National Highway, there will be express hotels and clinics on both sides of the National Highway, come, the car is left here first, I will carry you to see a doctor first. ”

In the distant villages, bursts of artillery fire are still not extinguished, and sporadic fireworks are taking off one after another in the dark night sky.

My head was heavy, and the remnants of my consciousness didn't want to ruin the Chinese New Year's Eve, "What about the Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve food?" ”

He helped me tuck one side of my messy hair, "At the moment, I'm afraid we have a different Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

He got out of the car, took out a long down jacket from the trunk, and went to the passenger seat seat belt to help me unbuckle and put it on me. Then he helped me out of the car and closed the door, and he bent down slightly, let me hold his neck tightly, and climbed onto his back.

My drowsy head was blown heavier and heavier by the cold wind, and I meekly hugged his neck tightly.

His tall and straight back, carrying me, walked and walked. It's so warm on a cold winter night.

It was so warm that I felt like I had a hot blanket on my chest, and I wanted to sleep forever in the warm ocean.

His big hands were firmly on my buttocks, and he was the only man in my life who had carried me like this.

Although it is Chinese New Year's Eve, some family-run express hotels next to National Highway 107 are not closed. He carried me on his back and picked a hotel full of folk customs and festives with red lanterns hanging on the side of the road, and set up accommodation behind my back.

I got the room card and entered the room, Hua Ming carefully put me on the bed, and I opened my eyes in a daze.

He helped me take off my shoes, folded the snow-white quilt, touched my forehead, and explained: "It should have been blown by the cold wind by the pond for a long time, you bear with it first, and I will be back soon." ”

At that moment, Naoren'er felt like he had been smashed by an iron ball, and his throat was like swallowing a fish bone, and it was unbearable that I couldn't say a word.

On Chinese New Year's Eve in 2009, Hua Ming stepped on the fireworks and ran around that section of National Highway 107.

Later, I heard from the hostess of the hotel that she said that the clinics were closed during the New Year, and my boyfriend didn't believe it, so on Chinese New Year's Eve, I ran all over the large and small homes around the hotel to help me find outpatient clinics and pharmacies.

In the end, he asked her to help me go door to door and ask all the guests who lived in the hotel to find some cold medicine for me.

He also borrowed the proprietress from the kitchen that night, boiled ginger soup, and fed me with those pills, hoping that I could sweat.

Although my soul was drowsy, I could still feel him clearly. He stayed at the head of the bed that night, pressing a towel on my forehead, and wiping the sweat from my forehead from time to time.

He sat on the edge of my bed and watched me that night, and never left.

As for me, at that time, I seemed to be in a daze and greedily grabbed his shirt and refused to let go.

In the warm yellow hotel, the TV is turned on low, and the Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Ox is playing the original lively and reunion music.

When I sweated profusely, I woke up from a drowsy and found that the Spring Festival Gala happened to be the countdown to the Spring Festival.

In the rhythm of the countdown, a series of rumbling sounds sounded in the stomach.

He was at my bedside, smiling. He shook my hand and said with a smile: "It seems that you are still worried about the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and you need to make up for it." ”

He got up, opened the door and went downstairs, calling out to the hostess of the hotel.

About 10 minutes later, he and the proprietress came up in turn and served 2 steaming saucepans. A little girl followed her, carefully carrying a dumpling porcelain basin with soup.

The proprietress said with a smile: "You guys have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and I have been hot twice below..."

I was slightly embarrassed and pointed to my box towards Huaming. Hua Ming opened my suitcase, took out those peony cakes I brought back from Luoyang, and gave them to the proprietress as a New Year's gift.

That night, we spent the first warm and peaceful year of my life in the cozy little hotel in the 107 aisle.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, I slept late and woke up. I felt my body regain its former lightness, and when I turned to the side, I found the face that haunted me.

He slept behind me, with one of them in his arms.

This Chinese New Year's Eve, we once again slept under the covers.

I looked at his face and began to trace it. Sighing while depicting: no matter how embarrassing or vicissitudes of the situation are, he is still so white and handsome.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, the bright color that penetrated made me close my eyes again in an instant dodge.

He raised his hand and touched my forehead, and said with a smile: "It seems that it should be very good, the air outside is a little cold, you can sleep again." Just wait for the sun to come out completely. ”

He got up on his own, went to the bathroom, and took a shower inside. In the end, I still put on the trench coat that I wiped my nose with yesterday. But the bright stain was gone.

He took a long black down jacket and walked to my bedside, bent down to look at me: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, do you want to go back to your second home by the way?" I'm going to find someone to get the car, and if you want to go, I'll take you there when I get back. ”

I nodded, "I should still go back and see, they gave birth to me, and it's rare to be so close." ”

"Well, depending on you, since you don't give up, go and see..."

I looked at him and asked, "Why do you say that?" What is not dead? ”

He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, don't think about it so much, since it's decided, we'll go." I went to get the car and came back in half an hour. If you don't want to lie down, I'll let the proprietress cook white porridge and let her bring it to you later. ”

He waited for me to nod and left.

By that moment, my mind was clear, and the headache had dissipated. Although I ate a lot of stew and dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve, I still drank a clean meal when the hostess served the white porridge.

As soon as he wanted to get up after eating, he returned. When he entered the house, he picked me up and put it on my forehead: "It's better, do you want to go?" ”

We left our suitcases at the hostel and he borrowed me a thick plush scarf from the hostess and we got in the car together.

It's still the black Mercedes-Benz SUV, which was covered in ash from yesterday's mountain roads and nearly ran out of fuel. He found a gas station, filled up the gas, and then transferred to the car wash shop with sporadic people next to him, and asked the staff to help wash the car.

Taking advantage of his lack of attention, I got out of the car and went to the nearby commissary to buy some cakes, biscuits, and water.

He drove me to the home where I couldn't tell what it was supposed to be like.