Time takes away day and night, Lin Sizhen continues to work part-time, Hou Jingcheng will come to pick her up every night, and when it is unfortunate, she will meet Yanxi to drink, which often embarrasses Lin Sizhen the most at this time. However, Hou Jingcheng didn't say much, and stood aside arrogantly.

Regarding the part-time job, Lin Sizhen confessed to Hou Jingcheng like this, "I want to earn some tuition and living expenses for me to study in college, what, do you have any opinions?" Hou Jingcheng glanced at her coldly and turned his head to ignore her.

The two go home together every night, and occasionally Lin Sizhen will chatter non-stop, always nagging about what happened in the day, what about him, anyway, he has no expression, and he can't see it if he hears it or not.

Zhang Wangyang still stays late every day, every time she learns halfway, she will go out to see if Yi Xiaowu next door is also there, and then she will discuss the topic with him in the name of the subject, and at first Yi Xiaowu is very annoying, the kind of trouble written on her face.

Gradually, he got used to her interruptions, and he was used to throwing down those heavy masks and "dancing his teeth and claws" unscrupulously in front of her. The so-called seeing people's hearts for a long time, Zhang Wangyang really feels that Yi Xiaowu is deeply hidden, but she also feels sorry for him, living in this inhumane society in the most tiring way.

Normally, the two have a tacit understanding when they meet, pretending not to know each other, and tearing each other apart at night. Always fighting to the death in learning, there have been several times when the teacher on duty has passed by, the first time I saw the two, and mistakenly thought that they were a couple and called them to talk, Yi Xiaowu explained urgently, Zhang Wangyang laughed non-stop on the side.

Later, I learned that this was a battle between the sophomore champion and the runner-up, or a battle for the runner-up! The teachers all laughed and turned back and forth, and did not forget to praise them for their awareness, the so-called competition can lead to progress.

The New Year is quietly coming, and every household becomes lively, and the lanterns are particularly festive. Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Lin Sizhen and Grandma Hou are busy cooking Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

Hou Jingcheng was alone on the balcony, leaning on the railing with both hands, looking into the distance, the moonlight tonight was cunning and bright, it can be seen that last year's moon was as bright as this year, it was the last New Year he and Lin Si had, but it was very unpleasant!

Lin Si worked overtime that day, and Mu Lin'an was at home only waiting for her call, and a very gentle voice said chilling words: "Son, mom is coming back late tonight, if you are hungry, can you order takeout first?" ”

Mu Linan sneered, how long would it take to listen to such words, "I can't die of hunger, you are busy!" ”

was about to hang up the phone, and heard Lin Si's soft voice comforting, "Xiao Mu, don't be like this, can mom go home as soon as possible?" ”

"Whatever!"

After hanging up the phone, Mu Linan walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and admired the moonlight. Constantly spitting out smoke rings and confusing his vision, Lin Si has been busy working hard since he was a child, and every time he came home, it was close to the early hours of the morning, a woman raised a child alone in the United States, he really admired her, but all the lost time was left for work, how much was left for him?

An hour later, he heard the sound of the door opening, and Lin Si shouted, "Xiao Mu, Happy New Year!" Mom bought your favorite dishes and cooked Chinese New Year's Eve dinner tonight. ”

Mu Linan snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into a pile of cigarette butts on the floor, intending to go back to the room.

Lin Si was busy washing and chopping vegetables, and when she heard movement outside, she hurriedly walked out, changed her black suit from the past, and wore home clothes and an apron, really like a good mother, she wiped her forehead and whispered: "Xiao Mu, mom will be ready in a while!" ”

Mullin was silent and walked straight to the room. It didn't take long for Lin Si to knock on his door, and he had already run out, he really hated Lin Si's humble way of flattering himself.

Until midnight, Mu Linan opened the door and went home, the light in the living room was still on, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard bursts of crying, only to see Lin Si sitting at the dining table, and when he came back, he hurriedly lowered his head and hid his face. A sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was left out in the cold, only to hear her whisper,

"I'll go hot and eat it again."

"I don't eat it."

"It's hot, too, in case you're hungry!"

"No!" Mu Lin'an's volume couldn't help but increase.

Lin Si was like a frightened fawn, sluggish and clubbed in place. The hand kept running over his cheek. Mu Linan ignored it and turned around and wanted to walk away, but Lin Si's faint voice sounded in his ears, "It's my mother who is not good, I hope you can understand me with so little time with you." ”

These words went straight to Mu Lin's reassuring mouth. His hand holding the doorknob was also still, he closed his lips tightly, suppressing his emotions, how many nights, haven't the tears already dried up? The sobs behind him grew louder. "Xiao Mu, mom is sorry for you... I... I just want to-"

The sound stopped abruptly, only a loud bang was heard, Mu Linan immediately turned around, and at that moment, his tears came out, and Lin Si fell to the ground......

Hou Jingcheng admired the moon repeatedly, the moonlight suddenly became hazy, he blinked his eyes, his eyes were moist, and the moonlight was bright.

Lin Sizhen was holding the dishes, and she saw Hou Jingcheng leaning on the balcony railing, and she shouted, "Hou Jingcheng is coming in to eat." ”

Grandma Hou came up with the last dish and filled the two with rice, Hou Jingcheng put away his emotions and walked in, a table of sumptuous meals. He clenched his fists and tried his best to relax. Sitting in the seat, Lin Sizhen poured orange juice and put it on the table for two, then raised his glass and said, "Let's have a glass!" ”

Grandma Hou raised her glass with a smile, Hou Jingcheng also raised her glass, the sound of the cup clinking sounded, and Lin Sizhen said, "Happy New Year!" Then everyone started their chopsticks. Lin Sizhen kept looking at Hou Jingcheng, he seemed to be very unhappy, although his expression was still the same as usual, but Lin Sizhen could feel that something was wrong with him.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, Grandma Hou took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl, "Xiao Cheng, hurry up and eat!" ”

Hou Jingcheng nodded, lowered his head and took a small bite, was the meal that Lin Si cooked at that time as delicious as this one, he tried his best to control the deep longing in his heart.

Without eating a few bites, Hou Jingcheng went back to his room.

After a while, Lin Sizhen knocked on his door, he put away the photo in his hand, the photo was not Lin Si, but the family photo in Hou Jingcheng's diary, he liked the warm feeling of that photo. Hou Jingcheng walked to open the door.

Lin Sizhen didn't say a word, pulling his arm, even though he felt the warmth of Lin Sizhen's palm through his clothes, Lin Sizhen kept pulling him to the balcony. Then he looked up at him, "Hou Jingcheng, you close your eyes." ”

Hou Jingcheng didn't know what was going on, Lin Sizhen urged, "Hurry up and close it." Looking at her earnest appearance, he gave face and closed his eyes slightly.

After so long, I heard Lin Sizhen muttering, "Why don't you start yet?" ”

Hou Jingcheng began to be a little impatient, and when he opened his eyes, Lin Sizhen hurriedly jumped to seal his eyes and shouted, "Don't open your eyes!" ”

Grandma Hou sat on the sofa and watched the two of them play, smiling contentedly. The two children gave each other enough of the lost affection. And she was content.