Ninety-three, New Year
Song Ziming originally wanted to go to see his mother secretly, but since Song Yuankai spoke, he could stay there for a while.
As soon as he finished eating, he was restless and wanted to go to Aoyama.
"Ziming, have you seen the progress of the project in the Blue Mountain, it is best to complete it this year, don't keep delaying." Song Yuankai said.
He was absent-minded, Manyun secretly moved his feet, and he came back to his senses, "Blue Mountain? The project over there is good, very good. ”
Old man Song wants to laugh or not, he has not had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with Ziming for many years, he is happy in his heart, and he doesn't want to have a conflict with him, so he said: "Go if you want to, people are not here in their hearts." ”
He smiled, "Then we'll go first." ”
Old Man Song looked like he wanted to stay, "Tomorrow...... Will you be coming to dinner tomorrow? ”
"Hmm." Ziming responded.
No matter what fault there is, he is now just a lonely old father, longing for companionship and the warmth of the family.
This time, it was Ziming who drove, so Manyun and him came to Qingshan again, looking much brighter than last time. The timing was not good, the sky was gray.
may also be to let everyone have a New Year, with a slight New Year's flavor. When she arrived at Mo Rong's room, she was leaning against the window to watch the fireworks, and when she heard Ziming calling her, she turned around and smiled softly like a normal person, "You guys are here." ”
It's as if I knew they were coming. Manyun was amazed by her smile, she didn't know how many people she charmed when she was young, it was so beautiful!
Ziming walked over and draped her clothes on her, "It's so cold, why don't you wear clothes." ”
She smirked and beckoned to Manyun, "Xiaoxue, come here." ”
Manyun sat beside her, and she looked at it carefully, "Xiaoxue is so beautiful." ”
Ziming couldn't cry or laugh, and carefully introduced her, "Mom, this is your daughter-in-law, she is my wife, she just looks like Xiaoxue, not Xiaoxue." ”
She tilted her head, as if she understood, "And what's her name?" ”
"Auntie, my name is Bai Manyun." Manyun deliberately slowed down her speech, afraid that she wouldn't hear clearly.
Mo Rong came out of nowhere: "I know, Xiaoxue, I will help you hide the mangan." ”
What does that mean? It seems that she knows who Manyun is.
Ziming continued to ask her: "Why do you want to hide the vines?" ”
"The big bad guy will catch her! Grab the vine like you grabbed me. I...... I'll protect Manjun from the bad guys ......" she began to unsteady again, repeating the phrase.
Manyun was afraid that she would be like last time, so she quickly diverted her attention, pointed out the window and said, "Auntie, look, does this fireworks look like a flower?" And here, like rabbit ears......"
She didn't mention what happened just now, and watched the fireworks intently, surprisingly quiet.
"Brother Kai will also set off fireworks for me, so beautiful......" she muttered, her eyes were in a trance.
Manyun immediately determined that the brother Kai she said was Song Yuankai. Judging by her expression, the relationship between them should be very good, so why did he marry Zhou Chunying and make Ziming an illegitimate child?
Mo Rong returned to the way she was just now, no longer talking to them, and just looked at the fireworks outside.
The three of them sat like this, occasionally talking to each other, but none of them were next to each other.
"Mom, do you want to go home with me?" Song Ziming asked her.
She looked at Ziming ignorantly and shook her head, "I don't want to." Brother Kai said I was going to be here all the time, I was sick and couldn't go out. ”
Saying such words, Manyun felt distressed when she heard it.
She also said: "Brother Kai called me yesterday and came to see me in a few days, and I will wait for him." ”
Song Ziming's good impression of Song Yuankai, which he had accumulated over the past few days, fell apart at this moment, he squatted in front of Mo Rong, and his voice was a little loud, "Are you the only one in your heart, and there is no son like me at all?" ”
She was frightened and drilled into Manyun's arms, "Xiaoxue, he's so scary, who is he?" ”
Ziming lowered his head dejectedly, for the first time in his life, he felt frustrated, he had no choice.
Manyun also felt worried when she looked at it in the middle, and her mother asked who her own son was.
She comforted Mo Rong, "Auntie, he is Ziming, don't be afraid, he won't hurt you." Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you, would I? He's just angry that you don't remember him. ”
Mo Rong stretched out her hand, touched Ming's shoulder, and immediately retracted it, "I didn't mean to." ”
Where would Ziming really be angry with her, and his tight face finally unfolded, "You are here, are they good to you?" ”
"Good. Tell me to fold airplanes, stars, and paper cranes......" She told them with her fingers crossed.
She also took out the paper, showed it to them, and taught them to fold it. Song Ziming doesn't know this, clumsy, Mo Rong taught him: "No, I have to fold it here......"
The house was peaceful, and it really took more than an hour to fold things.
The nurse came in and said, "It's time for visiting, it's time for the patient to rest, it's time for the family to leave." ”
Manyun whispered, "Auntie, we're leaving." ”
She put down the paper in her hand, as if she hadn't had enough fun, "You're going to leave so soon?" ”
Ziming patiently explained, "Because you're going to sleep, everyone else is going to sleep too." We're going to bother people here, and I'll come back to you in a few days, okay? ”
She thought for a moment, opened the bedside drawer, and gave them all the things she folded inside, "These are for you, and you don't forget to come and see me." "No matter how weak her intelligence is, she is afraid of being forgotten.
The pockets of Manyun's coat were stuffed full, and then he stopped.
When they walked to the door, Mo Rong said again: "I will fold it well, and I will give it to you next time you come." ”
She was very thin, curled into a small ball on the bed, Manyun's eyes were sour, and she nodded hurriedly and walked out. Ziming also didn't feel good, and clutched the paper star in his hand tightly.
It was obviously the New Year, and there were sounds of happy New Year's everywhere, but Manyun didn't feel a trace of warmth. She always felt that Mo Rong's current situation should have a lot to do with her mother.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have lost control by mentioning Shan Xue twice in a row.
and the cause of her parents' deaths, which made her almost breathless.
On the way back to the city, Ziming suddenly said, "Why don't we wait and sing?" ”
"I feel a little tired and want to go back and rest." She shook her head, tiredness in her breath.
"That'...... Let's go to Xijiang for a walk? "It was too depressing for him to think about going back.
It's not bad to blow the wind, Manyun didn't refuse this time, "Okay, let's go to Xijiang." ”
There is a lot more New Year's flavor here than there is in Qingshan, and there are lights everywhere. There were still a lot of people, and the cold weather did not dampen their enthusiasm.
Ziming held her hand, "It's still so cold, come, put it in my pocket." ”
Xijiang, who has walked countless times, has become vivid because of her, and when she saw a jewelry store opposite, Ziming pulled her over, "I want to give you a New Year's gift." ”
The clerk knew Song Ziming, and when he saw him, it was like seeing a rich man, "Mr. Song, do you need me to introduce you?" ”
He shook his head and said no. Tilting his head sideways, he asked Manyun, "Let's see if you like it." ”
"You choose, how can someone else choose to give a gift?" Manyun said lightly.
He smiled and chose a necklace with a crystal strap and a diamond-shaped pendant with a delicate little figure. It's beautiful, it's expensive, and those zeros don't even want to count.
The clerk smiled and asked, "Do you need me to wrap it up?" ”
"No, just give it to me." Holding the necklace in his hand, Ziming combed her hair to the side and put it on for her.
After looking at it for a long time, he said, "It's good-looking, a bit like the one on Qibao's neck." ”
Shippo is a dog leash!
Manyun glanced at him, "Are you complimenting yourself for your good eyesight?" Pick a necklace that can be compared to the chain of Shippo. ”
He originally wanted to make her laugh, but she was sarcastic. However, for the sake of her smile, forget it.
"Swipe your card." As soon as the clerk left, Ziming quickly lowered his head and landed a kiss on her lips.
Manyun laughed angrily, "Be serious, the court is public." ”
"It looks like this necklace is worth it, and it makes you smile."
It turned out that Ziming was deliberately making her happy, Manyun's heart was warm, and the corners of her mouth were so sweet that she couldn't dissolve, "Mr. Song, Happy New Year." ”
He stopped and kissed her on the center of her eyebrow, "You too, Miss Bai." ”
The fireworks exploded at that moment, countless splendors shone and fell, and all the prosperity was reflected on their side faces and fell on their shoulders.
The waves of the coming day have not yet come, so enjoy the tranquility of the moment.
Life must be happy!
They walked all over the street and took a lot of pictures, "You're going to squat and take pictures, so I look tall." "When it comes to taking pictures, girls always have a lot of tips.
Ziming couldn't help it, so he really squatted to help her shoot. She looked back and smiled, and the entire brightly lit street became a foil, which was more beautiful than the street photography of female stars.
The girl passing by next to her muttered in a low voice: "You see how other people's boyfriends take pictures, learn hard." ”
The boy nodded yes, but cast a sympathetic look at Ziming......
There are also some group photos of them, which are wallpapers for people to look good and take casually, no way.
There were a lot of people in the square, all waiting for the New Year's bell to ring, and when they counted dozens of times, they also shouted.
When she shouted to the second again, Ziming kissed Manyun sideways, her eyes were wide open, and she kept blinking.
It wasn't until the bell rang that he let go, and the fire shone brightly on his whole body, and he said, "I've kissed you from last year to this year!" ”
Manyun tilted her face and smiled brightly, "Childish." ”
When he went back at night, Song Ziming was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and saw Yan Ting's news, which was a photo of him and Lin Qiyu.
Only then did he remember that he hadn't posted a photo of him and Manyun in the circle of friends, so he chose a few at random, with the text: Happy New Year!
Immediately below, a bunch of blessings followed.
A few families are happy and a few are sad, and when He Huan saw this dynamic, he was not in such a good mood. There were only three pictures in total, and she looked at them over and over again dozens of times.
In the end, he threw his phone on the ground and trembled with anger. I didn't even have the identity to question, so I could only sulk by myself.
She couldn't complain about Song Ziming, so she had to hate Bai Manyun hard.