The winter night is particularly silent, only the sound of the cold wind whistling

Ning Yuqian, who came back from delivering dumplings from the old house, found the room from the living room, but didn't see Ling Zishan, and finally found Fu Lao first, only to know that she was in the courtyard

"Grandpa Fu, I brought dumplings back, you go to the living room to eat first, I'll go to the yard and call her back"

"Let's go"

When Ning Yuqian came to the courtyard, Ling Zishan was sitting on the swing in the courtyard, swaying back and forth, the hands holding the ropes on both sides were exposed and red from the cold, and the face that was blown red by the cold wind was full of confusion, as if it was covered with a layer of mist, the cold wind blew, the cold wind was biting, and the figure on the thousand autumn shrank in the cold wind and shook slightly a few times

"Shanshan" Ling Zishan, who heard Ning Yuqian's voice, quickly turned her head to look in his direction, and her unfocused eyes were still confused before she had time to put away

"Brother Yuqian?" Cautiously asked, for fear that the voice just now was just an illusion

"Well, I'm bringing dumplings back for you and Grandpa Fu" stepped forward to help the person down Qianqiu, and held the cold little hand with his big hand, "Go back, the dumplings will be cold later" The voice was unconcealably gentle, so he took her hand and left the yard

When the two returned to the living room, Fu Lao was already sitting on the sofa eating dumplings with a bowl, the heat rose from the bowl, making the face next to the bowl look blurred, the sketches of the Spring Festival Gala on TV were still playing, and laughter filled the living room

Ning Yuqian walked to the edge of the table, personally put the dumplings from the thermos box into the bowl for Ling Zishan, and tested the temperature before handing the chopsticks and bowl to her, reminding, "Be careful, it's still hot"

After Ling Zishan took the bowl, she sniffed close to the edge of the bowl, since she couldn't see with her eyes, she was used to sniffing any food first, and then she would carefully send it to her mouth

The three of them were like this, two people were eating dumplings, and one person was watching the Spring Festival Gala quietly next to them, relatively speechless, but Ling Zishan felt very warm, obviously when Ning Yuqian didn't come back, she didn't feel the atmosphere of the New Year, but now she feels very subtle

Emotional, just for a moment, unconsciously, love will take root in your heart, and then grow a thorn that cannot be pulled out, hook your heart, and panic

"Grandpa Fu, Shanshan, I'll go to the old house first" Ning Yuqian looked at the time, not early, "You guys should rest early after eating, I will come back to pick you up on the morning of the third day of the new year"

"Okay," Ling Zishan whispered

"Boy, take it" Fu Lao pulled out five red envelopes from his pocket, handed four to Ning Yuqian, and stuffed the last one into Ling Zishan's pocket, "one for each person"

"Thank you, Grandpa Fu, Happy New Year, good health" politely took it, and the New Year's words of blessing came out smoothly

"Come on, go back, or your old man will be in a hurry"

After Ning Yuqian left, Fu Lao and Ling Zishan said hello and rested, and when they went upstairs, they were still chattering, "It's old, you can't mess up the rest time, you can't mess up"

After the two left the living room, Ling Zishan listened to the Spring Festival Gala in the living room alone, and sat until the early hours of the morning before slowly getting up from the sofa and walking back to the room, step by step

Sometimes people are strange creatures, pretending to be indifferent on the surface, but they are always affected by their inner emotions

For example, now, I keep telling myself not to care, it's time to die, but I still want to attract attention, and I am stabbed in the head by indifference again and again, but I still can't help but hold on to hope after the wound heals again and again

Before going to bed, when she closed her eyes, Ling Zishan thought, when she got up tomorrow, would she still have hope for such a home? Her parents, her sister, the family she cared about since she was a child, are now just strangers!