"What's wrong?" He asked her.

"Have you eaten?"

"No ......" Song Shuyu looked at her, the tail of her eyes was slightly curved, like a crescent moon.

"Didn't you tell you to make something to eat yourself?" Shutan frowned and asked.

"It's not worth eating alone, I won't be hungry when I go to bed early."

As he spoke, he yawned again, as if he were about to plunge himself into bed.

"Wait!" Shutan stopped him from lying down: "Go to my place to eat, tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Song Shuyu put on his coat and stepped out of the door, there was already a day of heavy snow outside.

He stretched out his hand, looked at the falling snow, and took a piece to catch.

Shu Tan had already cleaned up the table in the house, and also took a white porcelain bowl and poured sake. After waiting a moment, she poked her head out again.

The red lantern shook gently, and the courtyard seemed to be covered with red yarn.

The snow is blowing, if it is coated with silver, if it is splashed with mercury.

Song Shuyu stood with his head up, as plump as jade.

He seemed to be in a misty red veil, and only a gust of wind blew him away without a trace.

This strange thought startled Shutan.

Song Shuyu tilted his head to look at her, his eyes were quietly bent, and there was a soft light hidden in them.

She watched Song Shuyu walking towards her, with cold eyebrows, but at this time there was an indescribable smile.

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Shutan opened the food box and placed the dishes on the table layer by layer.

She couldn't tell what it was, she only knew that the color was beautiful and the smell was fragrant.

Shutan pushed a bowl of white porcelain bowl with sake to Song Shuyu's side.

"It's plum wine, I secretly tasted it once when I was young, and it was fragrant and sweet."

Her eyes were clear and pure, sparkling with waves.

Song Shuyu nodded, took it, took a sip, and shook his head: "It's too sweet, it's a little less." ”

What does he know, Shu Tan snorted, and also picked up his bowl and took a sip.

Two people eat and drink at the same time.

The dim lights, the subtle crackling of red charcoal, and the only sound of snow in the backyard.

His eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was lazy, as if he was pretending to sleep.

After a while, Shu Tan also seemed to be drunk and shapeless, drunkenly holding Erlang's legs, tilting his face slightly, and looking at Song Shuyu with a smile.

Her eyes were half-closed, and the candle flame fell into her eyes as if it were missing a star.

"I guess...... Guess you lied to me...... It's, just like you...... I can't even do a job, I can't do ......."

Shutan giggled, and his speech was slurred: "Where does it look like that......

Song Shuyu didn't speak, her expression was very light, her eyes were full of fog, and she looked at her while sipping sake while holding sake, looking at her slowly.

"How can I ......be miserable," she muttered suddenly, paused for a moment, and then suddenly complained in a loud voice—

"Lu Changyu is really bad! Bullying me all day long...... If Harue knew about it, she would feel sorry for me and scold her with me...... Mother-in-law ...... best for me."

She couldn't tell the strange feeling, it was like a bubbling of water under the calm surface of the lake, which made her uncomfortable.

It was as if she had spit out the water that had been churning in her heart, and she would be comfortable.

"Doesn't she just rely on her father and mother to hurt her......" She looked at him aggrievedly, and the tears in her eyes faltered: "I don't have anyone to hurt ......"

"But Granny Shutan is also gone......"

Tears finally fell from her eyes, and her eyes were red like rabbits.

Xu is Shuyu sensed that something was wrong, and said softly: "Don't cry, your eyes should be swollen tomorrow." I'll go get a basin of hot water, you wipe your face and go to sleep." ”

He tried to get up and leave, but her hand was grabbed by her, tightly.

Shuyu leaned towards him, stepped over the dishes containing the soup, grabbed him with tears in her eyes, and she whimpered quietly.

"Don't you go, okay? It's just me......"

Shu Tan really couldn't stop her tears, she knew that it was very shameless, but she was aggrieved and uncomfortable in her heart.

"Shuyu, will you stay with me? In the future, I will raise you, and I will share with you what I have to eat...... Even if...... Even if we don't have any money, I can wash and sew like Granny Harue. Just ......"

She seemed to be very sad, frowned, and tears began to flow in her eyes again: "Don't leave me alone......"

Shuyu hesitated, twisted and gently hugged Shutan, and gently patted her back.

Shutan asked drunkenly, "Hey, I made a wish just now, do you know what I promised?" ”

Song Shuyu saw that her mind was not clear, so she said perfunctorily: "Girl, you can't make a wish to be broken, and if you say it, it won't work." ”

"Did Shuyu make a wish, I'll hear it." Shu Tan tilted his head, deliberately embarrassing her.

Song Shuyu shook his head.

Shu Tan suddenly giggled, and his cheeks, which were flushed with drunkenness, seemed to shine.

"Actually, my wish - it's Song Shuyu who annoys people everywhere!"

"I've actually been currying favor with you, being kind to you, so that you don't know Fang Yuan, and if you provoke other masters, no one will want you. You'll have to follow me......"

Shutan wrinkled her face and lowered her head, a long string of crystalline, sticky liquid trickling down her nose like a pluck.

She took a hard sip.

Song Shuyu smiled, "It's so ugly to cry." ”

Others say that if she makes a wish, it won't work, so she can die now.

He took a handkerchief from the placket of his shirt and put it between her nose to wipe it.

Shu Tan slammed his handkerchief hard.

Song Shuyu frowned.

There was a light smell of soaphorn on his sleeves, which was more intoxicating and strong than the smell of wine, and the book seemed to be reddened.

The wind blew open the wooden windows and swished in, mixed with snow.

Song Shuyu went over to close the window.

At this time, Shu Tan also seemed to be a little sober, and felt that he was really embarrassed just now, so he sat on the chair and twisted without looking at him, just burping on his shoulder.

Song Shuyu looked at her by the window, her heart was swelling, and she felt like she had seen her former self.

Shu Tan was sleepy, raised his hand and rested on his forehead, patting the corners of his forehead again and again, as if he was drowsy.

Song Shuyu walked over and glanced at her sideways.

His face was buried in the shadows, and his eyes were surging like clouds, and the meaning was unknown.

He picked up the white porcelain bowl again and took a sip of plum wine.

…… Sure enough, it was so sweet.

He felt that sweets made him tired, but the man always liked to soak everything in honey.

Song Shuyu's expression was confused, and one after another of the woman's vague and light face flashed in his mind.

He remembered that when she was a child, she told him that the world is bitter, everyone is bitter, and the worldly people are always crying, and eating something sweet will make people happy.

"Ruyi ......" Song Shuyu was stunned for a moment and said softly.

The corners of his mouth are as soft as ink, and his eyebrows and eyes are as gentle as a hint of smoke.

In the dim and blurred vision, there is a semi-superimposed trance ghost. Shutan's soul traveled for nine days, and he couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction, but he vaguely heard someone whispering.

"You're not that bad......" Song Shuyu seemed to be in the same book.

"You live in a deserted and embarrassing orphanage, and I live in a bright dry well."

"Chinese New Year's Eve night is wishful birthday......

"Good wishes, I hope the next year will be all the best......"

"But she was born on Chinese New Year's Eve, the tail of the year.

At the end of the day, the year is not as good as it gets, and it's just a few days of happiness......"

He seemed to have said something, and Shu Tan felt that Shu Yu looked sad.

She wanted to prick up her ears and listen to him carefully, but she couldn't stand her sleepy eyes, and she fell asleep with her head tilted.

Outside, fireworks were burning in the sky, twinkling and flashing, illuminating the silent room.

He and she were hidden in the darkness, and in the light of the flowers.

Song Shuyu didn't know why she was talking to her about this, even though she seemed to be drunk and unconscious.

Perhaps the night is the best time to hide the ugliness.

The dark night makes people let their guard down.