The night of Christmas Eve is Xiang Dongyang's birthday. After eating the cake and making a wish, Xiang's mother didn't like to be lively and went to bed early; Xiang Xiyan didn't come to Xian Xinchen to attend the birthday, so he couldn't raise any interest and went back to sleep. Only Lin Shen and Lu Xiaoguo were chattering lively, and they were decorating the Christmas tree there with Xiang Dongyang.

In fact, Jiang Xiaomian doesn't like the cold season of winter very much, except when he was in Beijing, he thought the snow in the north was beautiful.

Because she was born in spring, as soon as she came to this world, the first breath she breathed was warm, so she was very attached to spring.

"Dongyang, is it because you were born in winter, so your father named you Dongyang?"

Xiang Dongyang shook the bell and hung it on the Christmas tree, "I haven't thought about this problem all along. I think so, I think my name sounds good, what do you think? ”

Jiang Xiaomian nodded with an elk headband, and the two tentacles trembled cutely, "I also think it sounds very good, it sounds like a poetic realm, but I still hope that you were born in spring." After she finished speaking, she immediately thought of something and added: "Being born on Christmas Eve is also a rare good day, you must have a good life!"

"Haha, Xiang Dongyang, if you were born in spring, then you would have to be called 'Chunyang', a good mother's name!"

Lin Shen laughed sneered after expressing his opinion, wrapped and matched the Christmas color strips of different colors two by two, changed this color and tried to hang it on the tree and felt that it was not good-looking, and changed it to another one, which took a long time.

Jiang Xiaomian knew that Lin Shen's long-winded behavior was an occupational disease, and he had been collaborating countless times.

"Hey, what season was Sister Xiyan born?"

Xiang Dongyang smiled and said: "She was born in the spring like you, but she is not as lucky as you, she was born at the end of February 88, and she can only have a birthday once in four years, but she spends every year on the 28th."

The year 1988 happened to be a leap year. Jiang Xiaomian said "ah" regretfully, what a rush this had to be to catch up with the least probability of one of the three hundred and sixty-six days.

I don't know if I'm lucky or not.

"Hey, next year will be another leap year." Jiang Xiaomian suddenly remembered.

"Eat apples!" Lu Xiaoguo washed a plate of neat and smooth apples from the kitchen, and he immediately picked the largest apple for himself when he put it on the table.

"Hehe, I'm going to grab the biggest one."

Lin Shen patted him: "Hey, in someone else's house, you're really welcome!"

"What's that, I used to wear the same pants as Dong Yang!"

"Stinky pot lid, don't eat it, I want the big apple in your hand!"

Lu Xiaoguo held the apple high and ran around the Christmas tree, "Then you come to chase me!" I'll give it to you if you grab it! ”

……

"Jingle jingle bells, jingle bells..."

Walking on the street on Christmas Day, Jiang Xiaomian listened to songs like this the most, and the sound of bells shook all those empty and lacking joys. This year, for better or for worse, is going to pass, she thought.

Touch the corners of your mouth, as if there is still the fragrance of Christmas Eve apples, and look at the schedule, so many things have not been completed. This year has passed, as fast as a dream.

At the end of the year, joy always comes one after another, the whole of China has a new look, and Christmas is naturally about to transition to New Year's Day.

When Jiang Xiaomian got up from the warm bed, the calendar reminded her that today was the last day of the year.

Standing at the window, she seemed to hear the old man rumbling in front of her, and then saw that the world had turned a new chapter, that was an era that no one had experienced, and the past was also on the way to us step by step.

It may be that Jiang Xiaomian loves to be clean too much on weekdays, and the calendar book placed on the table does not have a trace of dust, but it is useless. It's a pity for her that such a brand-new and shiny calendar book looks like she just bought it, with a lonely page on one side and a thin eleven pages on the other, quietly waiting for someone to turn it.

As soon as her phone rang, she texted Dongyang and told her to see her at Coastal Plaza at half past eleven tonight.

Jiang Xiaomian is also looking forward to it, because none of them have been to the Coastal Square for New Year's Eve together.

She came to the company, and on the last day of work this year, the whole company wore bright red scarves, and she was beaming like a bumper harvest day. In such an atmosphere, I am very motivated to do everything.

When he gets off work, Jiang Xiaomian will see children playing on the side of the road wearing red winter skirts and red cotton jackets, they are running and laughing, their faces are also red, and all kinds of red show up the colorful sunny sky.

It turned out that Changnan melted white a few days ago, and it was to let red occupy the world!

When Jiang Xiaomian raised her head to look at the sky and leveled her gaze, Xiang Dongyang appeared in front of her with a smile. She didn't see how he approached in the distance, and when he came back to his senses, he was like an angel suddenly descending on the sun, and his charming smile was shining into a circle of clear light, and the endless dispersion spread to light years away.

As a result, the whole world was infected with new colors by his smile.

The rest of the time was driven by the momentum, like a car sliding away and running very fast.

After all, tens of millions of people are waiting in the Coastal Square.

The Coastal Square in the center of Changnan City is like this every year today.

Colorful neon lights illuminate most of the city, and the rivers and crowds next to it seem to be dressed in a layer of colorful neon clothes. They are squeezing each other, and when the numbers on the electronic color screen are counting down, they will celebrate the New Year with their favorite people, and read from ten to one together.

Jiang Xiaomian followed Xiang Dongyang into the crowd, and the surging crowd was so excited that they were about to break up holding hands. Speaking of crowding, that kind of big scene, if it is really crowded, you can't find the other party without calling.

Xiang Dongyang smiled at her and said, "Xiaomian, there are still a few minutes until the second and one hundred years." ”

Jiang Xiaomian looked at him, only to see that his smiling face was dyed rainbow colored, he opened his mouth to say something, and when he wanted to listen hard, his ears were full of enthusiastic crowd voices.

She put her palm to her ear and asked, "Huh? What the? Be louder, you can't hear clearly, it's noisy! ”

He shouted loudly: "I say, I want to spend thousands and twenty years with you!" ”

"I hear you! …”

Before Jiang Xiaomian finished speaking, a loud voice came from his ears, circulating a clear name: "Xiaomian, Xiaomian, Xiaomian..."

They looked back, and their eyes didn't need to search at all. Lin Shen's head was taller than everyone's head, standing above the air of the crowd, she greeted Jiang Xiaomian and them proudly, and shook her hands high, which seemed to be twice as tall as anyone around her, because Lin Shen was on Lu Xiaoguo's back.

When Lin Shen approached in their direction, they saw that Lu Xiaoguo was already panting like a cow, he carried Lin Shen all the way here, and after putting her down, he shouted in the first sentence: "Pirate wife, I am your boyfriend, not your slave!"

"So what, you have the ability to be Julili's boyfriend! Crush you! ”

"Then you won't have a boyfriend..."

……

No matter how noisy the surroundings were, the two of them could hear their words clearly.

Jiang Xiaomian saw that they were still arguing like this, and laughed and said: "Lin Shen, Zhu Lili are all old and rotten sesame people, why do you still take it out and mention it."

"Hmph, he said all the time that no one wanted me except him, and he said that he was different, except that I had someone chasing him. Haha, he meant to show off that fat girl suitor! Lin Shen said hehehe.

Jiang Xiaomian looked back at the crowd and asked again: "Didn't the doctor say that he would stop by with you, why didn't he come?"

"Oh, they were supposed to come together, but Dr. Tan went back to the operating room before he left the hospital, and Juju didn't come with us, it seems that there was a woman who committed suicide by cutting her wrists in the hospital.

Lu Xiaoguo shook his body and pushed Lin Shen: "Oh, big festival, don't say such unlucky words."

Jiang Xiaomian's face also changed, and the colored lights couldn't hide the slight whiteness on her face, I don't know why, her two eyelids jumped and jumped, the kind of omen before the bad thing came.

"Why are you talking about irrelevant things, hurry up, watch the fireworks......"

The second half of Xiang Dongyang's sentence was covered by a "whoosh". The rising fireworks startled Jiang Xiaomian, and when the tense nerves were relaxed, it felt like a nightmare being woken up, and the whole body was still maintaining the emotions of the rest of his life, and then his breath slowly followed the world smoothly.

The next moment, the crowd was boiling.

The color-screen electronic clock in the coastal square passed the last ten seconds quickly, and another "whoosh" sound, with the glory of a space rocket launching into space, pierced the darkness.

The dark sky behind the clock grows brilliant fireworks, one through the other, open, instantaneous, instantaneous, instantaneous, falling on the surface of the water and extinguishing into foam.

They all raised their heads, orange, red, blue, green, blue, yellow, and purple flowers, and the halo Buddha hit them, illuminating them into a glass statue that would cheer in the dream world.

Thousands of voices followed the clock in the sea of flowers to count down the next seconds, and the square shook dramatically:

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Wow, Wow"

2019 was completely gone, cleanly gone, and not a minute and a half were left. It's just like that, the past is like that fireworks, brilliant and disillusioned, leaving a pile of memories in ashes, mottled and waiting for the breeze to blow away.

Jiang Xiaomian's eyelids unconsciously stopped beating, and the restlessness and anxiety of the previous moment also disappeared, replaced by the joy of shouting the excitement of the ten numbers in his throat.

"Xiao Mian..."Xiang Dongyang smiled softly at her.

"Huh?"

Then his warmth struck her lips, wrapping around a warm wetness. blocked the fireworks' forehead, eyebrows, eyelashes, and bridge of the nose, so that in the world in front of her, only he could see him shining. She closed her eyes, raised her face and stood on tiptoe, hugging him tighter.

Lin Shen pursed his face on the side, and his delicate voice couldn't change his rough attitude on weekdays: "Stinky pot lid, you are a big step behind Xiang Dongyang, do you understand romance!" ”

"Pirate woman, you're so noisy..."

The cheers of the crowd were too noisy, Lin Shen didn't hear what Lu Xiaoguo answered clearly, but in the next second, she was also blocked and couldn't speak, because she got her wish.

In 2020, the sky was even more brilliant with fireworks. Tens of millions of people's mobile phone lock screen wallpapers, while automatically switching the words "Happy New Year's Day".

On the other side of the fireworks, Xian Xinchen raised his face, and his face was bright, and he still missed Wu Yuanhao very strongly as before.

In the past five years, they would have been together like this. When the same scene reappears, so many beautiful things seem to have happened yesterday, but in fact they are one step further away from those things. The reason why the brain is confused with false perceptions, consciously or unconsciously, is because your mind misses it every day.

Those memories lurked in the long time day by day, quietly closing the distance between each other.

When you think about it, you think it just happened yesterday.

The woman sitting quietly next to Xian Xinchen pursed her lips and smiled: "Xinchen, are you thinking about wishing?" I miss her too. ”

He didn't speak, staring at the open and scattered fireworks. He thought to himself, going back in time, that twilight fireworks with Wish Good was even more beautiful than what he was looking at, and she promised to be his bride.

Xiang Xiyan couldn't wait for Xian Xinchen's answer, and slowly lowered her head, she was used to him rarely talking to her like this, and she was still waiting by his side so obscurely.

On the coastal square, those people cheered happily, and the air belonging to her and Xian Xinchen was dead, and the dead silence was as dead as the fireworks went out on the cold river and sea.

At the first moment of 2020, time seemed to fall into the water and crawl out wet, and when Xiang Xiyan looked up again, his face was salty and wet, and the wind became cold. Well, she was in tears.

Silently wept.

But no one saw her cry. Xiang Xiyan knew that no one paid attention to her.

She also knows that crying is not something that should belong to her, from childhood to adulthood, there are almost no difficulties that can make her cry, just because of a man, a man named Xian Xinchen.

It was originally a very humiliating thing, but Xiang Xiyan felt extremely proud of honor.

Maybe Xian Xinchen noticed her strangeness, he actually took the initiative to call her name, although the expression of the call still looked like a cold and unwarm mask.

"Xiyan, after so much time, I find it so difficult for me to face you."

"It's hard for me to face you, too, but I'm thick-skinned, so no matter what, I've been lying by your side."

"Heh, I also know that it is very thick......"

The hurried answer escaped from Xiang Xiyan's ear, and the last fireworks in the sky were extinguished.

She didn't hear his answer clearly, so she took the initiative to ask, "Xinchen, will you marry me as promised in the future?"

He replied without twisting his head:

"Yes ,......"

When the second half of the sentence is not spoken, how beautiful these two words are.

The sad second half of the sentence made the night deeper and deeper, Xiang Xiyan felt that the clothes were damp, as if they had been drowned in tears, and when he spread out his palms, there seemed to be a slight amount of rain floating down, but when he gathered the touch of the whole body to distinguish, there was no rain at all.

I guess it's going to be dewdrops, Xi Yan thought.

The fireworks are easy to get cold, the people are easy to disperse, and the footprints of leaving cover one step at a time, and the crowd in the coastal square is almost gone. There were a few lonely people left in the middle of the square, like homeless wanderers, and they were particularly eye-catching when they looked at it.

Xiang Xiyan turned his head and saw Xiang Dongyang standing in the distance, his expression seemed to be about to call "Sister, go home", but he was entangled in the hesitation of whether to disturb or not.

Jiang Xiaomian next to Xiang Dongyang also had the same expression.

Because when they came, they only drove two cars, Xiang Dongyang and Jiang Xiaomian came together, and Xian Xunchen came with Xiang Xiyan, and they had to stagger back when they went home.

In the end, Xian Xinchen stood up first, "Everyone is going to be astigmatized, let's go too." ”

He then followed Jiang Xiaomian back in the same car.

Two cars were on the main road, one in front of the other.

Xiang Xiyan didn't pay much attention when he drove, and drove straight in the direction of Xian Xinchen's car.

Xiang Dongyang was bowing his head, taking the photo album of his mobile phone to look at the photo he had just taken with Jiang Xiaomian, and when he looked up in a daze, it was in the direction of Xian's house.

"Sister, don't you know the way home? Oops, I'll do it. ”

"Oh, okay." Xiang Xiyan was very embarrassed to come back to his senses, and got out of the car and changed seats with him.

Xiang Dongyang turned around and turned into a fork in the road.

The night was terrifyingly dark.

Xiang Xiyan closed his eyes and became even more flustered when he remembered the conversation just now.

"Xinchen, will you marry me as promised?"

His answer was like the seeds of a chronic poison sprinkled into Xiang Xiyan's heart, consuming all hope and expectation to nurture them, and finally grow a wicked mind-eater in return.

Xian Xinchen said: Yes, I promised Uncle Xiang that he would marry you.

This kind of answer is even more uncomfortable than negative and ambiguous language.

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