The white and red petals of the sky are falling in a row, the color of snow, the color of blood; The color of white and red is staggered into a dreamy color, like snow falling in the season when the kapok flowers fall. Richard's "Dream Wedding" sounded all around, and the mournful music must have come from outside heaven. The light beyond heaven also stung the eyes.

Jiang Xiaomian looked around and looked at what kind of place this was. In the open-air church, the beam of light was countless stars twinkling, she had to squint, and when she opened her eyes to look again, she was still at a loss in her heart: "Where is this?" ”

"The newcomer has arrived!"

The godfather's loud voice attracted Jiang Xiaomian's attention, and the door of the church was pushed open, reflecting a more dazzling light from the outside, and it was impossible to see who was coming. They came in droves, and it was full of guests, greeting something solemn. When Jiang Xiaomian looked at her dress again, it was a white wedding dress. The wedding dress is sparkling with waves, like countless stars.

"Am I going to get married?" She thought to herself.

Jiang Xiaomian opened her eyes and saw Xian Xinchen wearing a white suit, the groom's corsage was particularly conspicuous, and even more dazzling was the bride next to Xian Xinchen, she dragged a white and holy wedding dress, and the bouquet in her hand was so elegant, holding Xian Xinchen all the way and walking along the red carpet.

I saw her wedding dress and bouquet of flowers clearly, but the bright light shining in from the outside sprinkled the bride's sweet face. So glaring, so hard to look at.

"Who is his bride? Is it Xiang Xiyan? Jiang Xiaomian couldn't walk in front of them with his feet dragging his feet.

"Don't, Xinchen, I like you, the first person to start liking you was me, it's me!"

Jiang Xiaomian desperately shouted to Xian Xinchen, but everyone was applauding the newcomer. In their eyes, Jiang Xiaomian is transparent. Clearer than air.

"Xinchen, Xinchen, Xinchen......"

No one heard Jiang Xiaomian's shout. Her eyes were desperate, and she let a meteor sword pierce straight into her chest, and the blood stained her wedding dress red like the sea spreading on the sand. She used all her strength to bear the pain, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

Then again, why didn't she feel pain?

The wedding still took place.

"Xiaomian, Jiang Xiaomian..."

Only a rushing voice was calling to her, even if that voice caught up with the speed of light years, Jiang Xiaomian could not wait for his face to appear.

"Who's calling me? Unfortunately, I can't wait for you. ”

Jiang Xiaomian lay on the ground and left a weak word, and only the petals in the retina were reflected in the sky.

White as snow.

Red as blood.

…

"Jingle bell!"

A hurried phone rang, breaking Jiang Xiaomian's first dream of the year. All dreams are the same, forgetting where to start and not knowing how to end.

Jiang Xiaomian turned over, only to find a burst of cold sweat, and almost suspected that he was sleeping in wet clothes.

Because they set off fireworks with Koizumi last night, I slept a little late. This year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and I don't know whose phone calls are like black and white impermanence.

"Hello? Lin Shen..."

"Hello and Happy New Year! My dear Xiaomian, you are now answering the New Year's alarm from Lin Shen's cutie that is specially customized for you,?? Welcome the New Year, the atmosphere is magnificent, the people on the street are happy, they are singing, they are dancing..."

Half of Jiang Xiaomian's nerves were fascinated in the dream just now, and he suddenly felt that Lin Shen's music was very ghostly.

"Lin Shen, don't make trouble, the first dream of the year was disturbed by you like this."

"Xiaomian, you lie in bed on the first day of the new year, be careful of bad luck!"

Jiang Xiaomian got up from the bed: "Your crow mouth is very smart, I have to get up now in response to your words." ”

"Hey, Xiaomian, seriously, this year has just begun, how are you going to live? Anyway, I'm not as good as you, I'm going to work on the ninth day of junior high school, this business, I won't let go of the New Year! It's not long before school starts again! ”

Jiang Xiaomian turned on the amplification, changed into pajamas and said: "I took a look at the salary there is not high, and I am so tired, do you want me to let my brother..."

When Jiang Xiaomian said the word "brother", he obviously paused and continued: "Do you want him to find you a temporary job, the work of a large company is better than your work over there." ”

Lin Shen hesitated, "Forget it, besides, I'm not alone when I go to work there..."

"You're not alone? What does this phrase mean? Jiang Xiaomian didn't quite understand what Lin Shen said.

Lin Shen explained: "I don't know how the stinky pot lid knows that I am working there for winter vacation, he also came over and intervened, sometimes he will go against me, sometimes he will help me a little, it is not good for me to resign like this and leave him alone, I think it is better to forget it." ”

Jiang Xiaomian didn't mention it anymore when he heard that this was the case.

"We made an appointment with the stinky pot lid, and we will climb Qinghua Mountain on the seventh day of the new year, and then gather at the main gate of Qinghua Park at ten o'clock in the morning, Xiaomian, you don't want to be absent!"

Jiang Xiaomian hurriedly asked, "Then who did you date?" Feed? …”

couldn't hear the other party's response, it turned out that Lin Shen hung up the phone just after speaking.

"Xiaomian, get up, eat New Year's dumplings!"

Bai Shengxue called downstairs, and Jiang Xiaomian hurriedly answered "Okay" and went out of the bedroom to wash. When I came to the kitchen, I saw everyone sitting neatly at the dining table, and the smell of dumplings wafting into my nose before I could uncover the pot. Bai Shengxue opened the pot, and the white and chubby meat dumplings floated in the colander. I heard Bai Shengxue shouting again: "This is the lucky dumpling for the New Year, I wrapped some special dumplings in it!" ”

Koizumi hurriedly came over and walked around his mother, opened his big smart eyes and asked, "Mom, is this the meaning of lucky dumplings?" ”

"That's right, Koizumi is so smart!" Bai Shengxue said and served a bowl to everyone.

When Jiang Xiaomian saw Xian Xinchen, he suddenly remembered the nightmare just now. The bride in the dream is really like Xiyan! Sure enough, I thought about it day and dreamed at night. Worried about this, Jiang Xiaomian couldn't help but feel melancholy and distracted. Thinking of the song "Dream Wedding", Jiang Xiaomian heard the poignant story of this song, the protagonist couldn't love it and died at his beloved's wedding.

"Is that the future? It looks like the future! At this moment, Jiang Xiaomian actually derived this idea absurdly.

Father Xian saw that Jiang Xiaomian was a little stunned, so he laughed at her: "Xiaomian, what's wrong with you, it's only the first day of the new year, why are you staying here?" ”

"It's okay, I slept late last night, I just haven't woken up yet."

Xian Xinchen saw that she was wearing a red knitted skirt, and also smiled: "It's still Xiaomian who will meet the situation, and she will wear red when she gets up!" ”

Jiang Xiaomian just smiled when she heard this, and when she took the dumplings brought by her mother and was about to enter them, her younger brother Xiaoquan reminded her mysteriously on the side: "Sister, you have to be careful, mom, she made a lucky dumpling, maybe you will eat it later." ”

"Really?" Jiang Xiaomian chewed the first dumpling inappropriately, as if he was really said by Xiaoquan, and spit out a coin on the table.

Koizumi picked up the coin and pouted at his mother: "Mom, that lucky dumpling was eaten by my sister, but Koizumi doesn't have lucky dumplings!" ”

Bai Shengxue stroked her son and said, "Xiaoquan, how do you know that there are no lucky dumplings if you don't finish eating the dumplings in the bowl?" ”

Koizumi responded with a smile and hurriedly ate dumplings, carefully studying the taste of each dumpling, and after a while, his eyes widened towards his father: "Dad, I have eaten a sweet dumpling, is this my lucky dumpling this year?" ”

"Of course, Koizumi's lucky dumplings are different from my sister's, when you eat sweet, your smile every day is as happy as eating candy."

When Koizumi heard this, he immediately cheered: "Yay! I also got lucky dumplings, so my sister and I are the luckiest people! ”

Jiang Xiaomian looked at Xiaoquan's excited face, for many years, she had also cheered with her father for a lucky dumpling like her younger brother.

At that time, my father would also tell Jiang Xiaomian that even if she didn't have lucky dumplings, she was the luckiest person in the world.

Xiaomian asked why?

Dad would answer her, "I love my daughter so much, and among thousands of people, you are the only one who is Daddy's daughter."

Jiang Xiaomian thought about it, and a smile appeared on his lips.

After eating New Year's dumplings, Jiang Xiaomian didn't go out with them, she went back to the room and entered the studio, and opened the curtains. The first rays of the new year's sun shine in, and the whole studio becomes a new and bright room, and she sits in front of the drawing board, laying out drawing paper.

The nib of the pen outlines the lines, and the shadows gradually spread out on the paper, following the outline, from the coarse to the detailed. Without the use of colored pens, the pencil was put aside for 4B and replaced with 2B, even if it was only black and white, the inconspicuous white paper became very valuable and gave meaning.

Jiang Xiaomian is always quiet when she paints, and when you listen to the sound of the tip of the pen touching the paper, you will feel that the stave adds a wonderful sense of music. She herself loves to listen to such sounds and draw people she likes.

Each stroke depicts Xian Xinchen's facial features, which can be described by the word "painstaking". Arrange each portrait of Xian Xinchen in chronological order of painting, and you will definitely find the traces left on his face by the years. For example, eyelashes suddenly grow by two millimeters; For example, there is a shallow wrinkle at the corner of the eye; For example, the complexion of the face gradually becomes bronze... Especially the exclusive Xian Xinchen's painting book, which is simply a living pile of growth history.

This is also something that only Jiang Xiaomian can do.

The room was tightly locked, and everyone in the family knew that Jiang Xiaomian didn't like anyone to enter her room, so they wouldn't touch her "bottom line". They didn't know the reason, thinking that Jiang Xiaomian had a cleanliness habit or was too isolated. In fact, they were all wrong, and the real reason is simple, she is too private. After all, there are "unspeakable" secrets hidden in the studio, and there are several portraits of Xian Xinchen hanging on the wall.

At the same time, there is also a Van Gogh painting.

It was Xian Xinchen who deliberately omitted "Starry Sky" when he set up her studio at the beginning.

As for why Xian Xinchen missed this painting? The reasons for this can be imagined.

But Jiang Xiaomian still quietly found it, why is he so stubborn? If Xian Xinchen knew about it, it was estimated that she would be slapped by him. Sober her up.

Since she can't tell everyone openly that she likes Xian Xinchen, at least there is a closed self space to search for anything "related to him" unscrupulously. It's like the existence of this studio.

It's like you have a crush on someone, in a diary, in a photo album, in a painting... Even the road you have walked and the scenery you have admired will have his footprints.

Jiang Xiaomian's mobile phone rang and vibrated on the bed, and the phone was accompanied by text messages.

Xiang Dongyang sent a text message to Jiang Xiaomian early in the morning to greet the New Year, and dialed the phone again, but he waited for good news all morning and did not receive a reply.

"I don't know what Xiaomian is doing at this time?" Xiang Dongyang thought silently in his heart, pouted and rolled on the sofa boringly, urging: "Hurry up and ring the phone, hurry up and ring the phone..."

"Bang", I didn't hear the sound of the mobile phone ringing but I heard the sound of the plate breaking.

It turned out to be Xiang Xiyan cleaning up the mess of the meal in the kitchen, and her smile was still immersed in Xian Xinchen's reply to the text message "Happy New Year", and she was overjoyed, and a plate slipped from her hand.

Xiang Dongyang came over and teased her: "Sister, you still said that you can do everything!" You see, Cheng's mother went back from vacation and broke the dishes as soon as she washed them! ”

Xiang Xiyan smiled and picked up the fragments and threw them into the trash: "It is said that 'Suisui' is healthy, and you are less harmful!" Watch out for mouth sores and see how you kiss other little girls!"

Xiang Dongyang made a vomiting motion, "Sister, you can say such disgusting words!" ”

"It's all said, please remove the word 'old' when you call your sister!"

Xiang Dongyang grimaced at her to show that she didn't listen, and ran upstairs after calling "old lady" several times.

Jiang Wanguan's side, after having dinner with her aunt, Yang Tian went out to visit the door by herself, leaving Jiang Wanguan alone in the house, and suddenly a text message rang on her mobile phone.

You don't need to read the text messages on the first day of the new year to know it, and the text messages that are not "happy new year" are not suspicious.

When Jiang Wanguan picked up the mobile phone to look, the sender was Dai Shiqian.

"Why him?" Jiang Wanguan couldn't wait for Han Feiran's text message, and her disgust deepened to Dai Shiqian's head, and after just deleting the text message, a new text message jumped into her eyes: "In the ninth day of the first month, we are going to climb Qinghua Mountain, it was Lu Xiaoguo who initiated the invitation, will you go?" ”

Jiang Wanguan took a sip of coolness, at least this text message was more pleasing to the eye, she thought to herself: "Lu Xiaoguo must have invited Han Feiran too, why not go?" ”

closed the screen, and she directly did not return to Shiqian's information.

Watching everyone celebrate the New Year happily and lively, but he is no different from usual. There are still jade plates and delicacies on the table, and the cups are still filled with elixir and jade dew, which is usually nothing more than that. At this moment, in Jiang Wanguan's eyes, it is not as good as the package of beef jerky on the table next to him.

"Jiang Xiaomian must be a happy family there!" Jiang Wanguan thought in her heart, I really don't know what the meaning of which year has been after so many years.

She dressed up, a small half-white cape, a plaid winter skirt with a mixture of white and silk on her shoulders, and a small silk scarf around her, she admired her outfit with satisfaction in front of the mirror, picked up the fashionable square bag, and then took out the exquisite box from the pillow and put it in the square bag, and stepped on the slightly golden high heels and went out.

……

"Mom, you can rest, how can I make you tired on the first day of this year!" Han Feiran hurriedly went to clean up the dishes, heard his mother cough twice, and sighed: "Every year passes, your body gets weaker and weaker, and you don't care for yourself if you save money..."

"For the New Year, Hugh should sigh! Ran away with all your luck!" Han's mother glared at his son with a smile.

"Knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door, and Han's mother straightened up and was about to open the door: "It's someone who wants to buy flowers for a while, I'll take a look!"

Han Feiran wiped his hands and stabilized his mother who got up: "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, who will buy flowers, it should be a neighbor, I'll go see what is going on with him."

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