“…… Keep the New Year's feast, drink Tu Su, and replace the old peach charm with a new peach charm. Xiaowen, every New Year in the future, you have to be happy ......"

Time and space quickly retreated, and Ye Wencheng fell into a memory vortex that he couldn't get rid of for years...... The joyful smiling faces and festive noises in front of him faded like a tide, and the heavy darkness gradually soaked like thick ink, and suddenly a faint, violently shaking light lit up, sweeping the weeds that were constantly shaking around, and in the center of the light source, there was a thin figure running wildly...... The light of the flashlight became more and more concentrated, and the little boy ran with all his strength, the sharp gravel and grass blades cut one scar after another on his body, and the strenuous exercise beyond his physical strength made his lungs ache like a knife, and every breath made the pain worse, but the little boy didn't dare to slow down, didn't dare to stop, behind him, a group of adults who were chasing after him were holding long snowy knives......

…… He finally couldn't run anymore, and fell to the ground in exhaustion, and the crowd behind him surrounded him and raised the blade that flashed with cold light at him......

"Don't! Third uncle! Third uncle, help! Sister! Where are you, sister? Help me! Don't don't ...... Yes!! ”

…… No...... No...... Frantic screams and falling blades intertwined and twisted, shattering the memory along with the horrors of childhood, and plunging into the abyss of memory.

Ye Wencheng's breath stagnated, slowly opened his eyes, his five senses seemed to be reopened, the space in front of him gradually approached him like a zoom, until he completely contained himself, laughter and laughter resounded in his ears, warm and blurry lights sprinkled throughout the bright space, he felt a sinking of his shoulders, Su Zan was amused by someone's words, and leaned up with a smile, his eyes were bright and satisfied.

“…… So Uncle Lu ran to the dinner table, followed the example of your grandfather, and drank a long sip of wine, but he was immediately planted. Su Qingguo gestured to a pair of children to explain Lu Fei's troubles when he was a child.

Lu Fei didn't know when he woke up, his eyes listened to his childhood anecdotes without focus for a while, and then his eyes gradually gathered, and then he grinned.

"Oh, you drunkard! Since I was a child, I have had a lot of wine gall and no alcohol! Lu Fei's wife also laughed and patted his leg, "Drinking like this in front of Lao Su and juniors, are you ashamed?" ”

Ye Wencheng rolled his eyes, his clenched hands slowly loosened, on the TV, the party was over, colorful fragments fell from the top of the studio, and in front of the camera was a sea of harmonious and happy joy.

"Okay, okay, let's be at Lao Su's house for so long, it's time to go home!" Lu Fei's wife stood up and took out her mobile phone to take a taxi.

"Originally, I wanted you two to sleep here for one night tonight," Su Qingguo said, "It's just that now there is one more in the house, and the room is not easy to allocate, so I can only work hard for you to rush back so late." ”

"Oh, what did you say, what did you work hard or not, our husband and wife ate and drank all night, and we still have to rely on your family?" Lu Fei's wife called the car, patted Lu Fei and asked him to get up, and said with a smile.

"Brother and sister, the two of us will send you down, slow down, Lao Lu is still drunk, hey, Lao Su, take that thick coat."

Yin Qiuhua followed Lu Fei's wife out on the front foot, and Su Qingguo followed out with his coat on the back foot, and the living room, which was still lively and lively, was suddenly much quieter.

Su Si moved his body, leaned on the sofa in a comfortable position, raised his eyes and glanced at his sister and Ye Wencheng, and said slowly: "How is this room allocated at night?" ”

Su Zan's eyelids jumped, and he sat down next to his younger brother with a smile: "Xiao sigh, I'll wronged you tonight." ”

"What? Why? I'm also the son of the owner of this house, why should I sleep on the sofa?! Su sighed.

Su Zan was stunned for a moment: "What? Sleeping on the couch? I didn't let you sleep on the couch. ”

"Then what are you wronging me?!" Su Si asked with a glare.

Ye Wencheng coughed lightly, turned his head, and his eyes were sincere and apologetic: "I am wronged that you squeeze a room with me." ”