At the moment when Song Mian's words fell, Yun Xiangxiang, who was standing in front of the window, saw a red light rising into the sky in the distance outside the window.

With a bang, brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, splashing with rose-red light, decorating the silent night sky like a dream.

There also seemed to be a cluster of fireworks blooming in her mind, burning all her sanity, and she turned around with her phone and went out the door.

"Hey, where are you going......" Su Xiuling, who was sitting in the living room waiting for her husband to come back to burn incense, saw her daughter running away like a wind.

"Mom, I'll go down for a while." Yun Xiangxiang left a message to Su Xiuling before closing the door.

She hurriedly ran down, and when she got downstairs, she saw Song Mian sending her a message: playground.

She ran to the playground again, and when she stood on the edge of the playground, she saw that she was wearing a black coat and a long light gray scarf, and her long figure was particularly tall and majestic under the street lamp of the playground.

One by one, he was lighting the fireworks that were placed on the edges, and this kind of fireworks would spew sparks, a giant heart type.

When he ordered the last one, he turned his head and saw Yun Xiangxiang, who had already approached.

The two of them, one inside and the other outside, stared at each other through the splashing sparks.

That glance seemed to be eternal, and their eyes were only left of each other.

The smile on Song Mian's lips stiffened slightly, and he stepped out of his long legs and ran towards her over the splashing sparks.

"Why did you come out wearing so thin?" Song Mian's tone was anxious, with a little reproach and hidden distress.

He quickly took off his scarf and wrapped it up for Yun Xiangxiang.

A woolly scarf with a good texture, with his refreshing smell and his warm body temperature.

Yun didn't feel cold when she thought about it, but as soon as the scarf came up, she felt cold.

Seeing that Song Mian was about to take off his coat, Yun Xiangxiang pressed his hand, and she plunged into his arms at once.

"I can't wait to see you." Gently leaning into his arms and using his body temperature to keep warm.

Song Mian looked at the head on his chest, there was a slight fragrance of her hair in the cold wind, he lifted his coat and wrapped her tightly.

The fireworks are still spraying the sparks, reflecting their hugging figures in the cold wind a little vague and a little poetic.

The two embraced each other quietly, and the night breeze blew gently.

His warmth, her coolness, blended with each other.

I don't know when the fireworks have gone out, and the sound of clusters of fireworks sounds, and the sound of banging and banging is endless.

Song Mian raised his head, saw the fireworks of white clouds, pushed Yun Xiang away, and held her shoulders to turn her around.

Wrapping the slender her in his arms with a coat from behind: "Do you like it, I gave you a New Year's gift." ”

When it blooms, it is a cloud with a crown of fireworks, or gold, and the gold is extraordinarily beautiful.

Now that the countdown has passed, many fireworks are blooming in the air, but they are all the same, which makes their fireworks extraordinarily different.

"It's beautiful." Yun Xiangxiang tilted his head, his eyebrows bent.

Song Mian leaned down like this and kissed her lightly on the forehead: "Although the fireworks are short-lived, my love for you will be eternal." ”

Yun Xiangxiang looked at the fireworks with a wrong eye, and she leaned back again: "Every minute and every second with you, I feel like fireworks now." ”

"Huh?" Song Mian's strong arms hugged her a little tighter.

"Because it's too gorgeous, it's short-lived; Because it's unique, it's short-lived. ”

Because every minute and second is different touching, warm and sweet, it feels short.

"I can't keep it like fireworks, but it will always be engraved in my heart and become an indelible memory."

Under the light, he stared deeply at her, and her eyes were full of brilliant fireworks.

Song Mian was distressed by Yun Xiangxiang, afraid that she would catch a cold, and when the fireworks ended, he took her home.

This is the first time Song Mian has come to Yunxiangxiang's house, it is the first day of the Lunar New Year, but he also brought some New Year's gifts.

As soon as they walked to the door, they ran into Yun Zhibin, who was opening the door and coming back from burning incense outside.

Yun Zhibin looked at Yun Xiangxiang wearing winter loungewear and an unfamiliar men's scarf, and his eyes turned cold.

However, he didn't let his daughter blow the cold wind outside, and decisively opened the door.

"Uncle, aunt, interrupt late at night, I hope you don't mind." Song Mian smiled and gave the New Year's gift.

"I heard and thought about it, you only rushed back to China today, it doesn't matter if you are so busy with these false courtesies." Su Xiuling bumped Yun Zhibin's arm with her hand, and then reached out to help carry something.

Yun Zhibin reluctantly kept up with his wife's pace.

Yun Xiangxiang changed into warm clothes, got hot water, and washed his hands and faces with Song Mian.

At this time, Su Xiuling vacated the guest room, and their family moved to the new campus of the teacher building, which is four bedrooms and two living rooms.

There is just one more room as a guest room, and if it is still in the old campus, I am afraid that it will be a little embarrassing.

"I'm definitely tired, let's rest early." Su Xiuling advised.

Under Yun Zhibin's heavy gaze, Yun Xiangxiang obediently said goodnight and went back to his room.

Then she took out her mobile phone to send New Year's greetings to relatives and friends, and she replied to everyone she sent.

Wei Shanshan's message to Yun Xiangxiang was particularly different, in addition to New Year's wishes, there was another message.

Wei Shanshan: [Think about it, I'm in love, you're the only one who knows.] 】

Yun thought about it and was really shocked, Wei Shanshan was only less than 24 years old, which is the age of marriage and love for ordinary people.

However, it is really not suitable for an artist, she didn't expect Wei Shanshan to fall in love so early.

But thinking of what Wei Shanshan once said to her, she actually just likes acting, and now that she has met love, it is normal for her to be in love.

Yun thought about it for a while, and after replying to everyone else, he called Wei Shanshan.

Wei Shanshan quickly connected: "Think about it, you don't have anyone yet, you don't meet the standard that your beauties are all asleep." ”

"I was a little delayed today, but I saw your message, when did it happen?" Yun wants to treat Wei Shanshan as a friend, of course he has to care.

"It was two months ago, we met in the crew." Wei Shanshan's tone was a little shy and sweet.

"He's also an insider?" Think about the cloud and ask.

"Well, he is the second male lead in my new drama, although he is not very famous, he is very serious and hardworking, his acting skills are better than mine, he is enthusiastic, he has a cheerful personality, and the key is that he is very handsome......"

Wei Shanshan gushed endlessly when she talked about her boyfriend, the advantage was that she couldn't count them all, as if the other party didn't have any shortcomings, and the more she talked, the more excited and excited she became.

"Don't mind telling me his name, do you?" Wei Shanshan's reaction is undoubtedly true love.