Van Jesh is taking advantage of the winter holidays to travel to Argentina.

Angel and I also watched the movie called "Happy Spring" together.

It was a depressing story. At the end of the movie, Angel asks me if I want to go to Ecuuazu Falls.

My answer is no.

I hate traveling, I hate the feeling of being on the road and just passing by...... What I want is home.

The universe is vast. What I want to go to most is the planet where Angel was born.

Angel rubbed my hair and said he didn't mind where he went - as long as I was around.

It occurred to me on the night I first sneaked into Angel's house over the wall that I seemed to be the same.

- As long as he's around.

I'm easily swayed, though. Now I don't think so.

Van Yesh left alone on a gloomy and cold morning.

An omelette was left on the table. The word "An" is written on it in ketchup.

In fact, no matter how much you hate people, if you get along with each other under one roof for a long time, it will make people reluctant to give up when they are separated.

Van Yesh understood this better than I did, so he left without saying a word, avoiding unnecessary embarrassment.

This year's winter was colder and more boring than ever.

I never contacted Angel again, and I was immersed in the sea of exercises and books all day long.

Because I was too lazy to cook and didn't want to go to the restaurant outside to eat alone, I was even thinner than I used to be two days before Chinese New Year's Eve.

The night before Chinese New Year's Eve, my mother called me and asked me to go back for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

I have barely heard a human voice since Van Yesh left. My mother's stiff tone left me at a loss.

She didn't wait for me to answer, and said that it was better if I didn't go back.

I hurriedly replied that I would go back. After that, I hung up the phone first. I'm afraid that she will persuade me again, so I should not go back, because it will be in her way.

Zhao Wei saw me, as polite and kind as usual.

He wore an apron and smiled and beckoned me to help.

I glanced around. The furniture, the decoration, has changed so much. It used to be my home and now I'm an unwelcome visitor.

When making dumplings, Zhao Wei praised me a few words, "Ayin said that your dumplings are the most delicious she has ever tasted, let's make a few more." ”

My vision suddenly blurred.

I have the impression that my mother didn't like this food as much as I did.

Zhao Wei's comfort was too clumsy.

I don't stuff coins in dumplings anymore like I used to. I thought to myself, I won't eat any of these dumplings.

Her mother's abdomen was already slightly bulging, and her face had added a gentle beauty.

When she saw me, she immediately turned her head, as if any more glance at me would stain her eyes.

I pulled out a small seashell keychain from my pocket – the only time my mother took me to an amusement park as a souvenir a long time ago.

She had just finished her affair with a handsome and laughing college student and took me on a roller coaster ride three times in a row.

I was irritated at first, but after a few tosses, my stomach started to twitch.

When it was over, I vomited and cried, and my mother had no choice but to take me to play a game of rings, and this keychain was a trophy.

I put the keychain on the coffee table, "for my sister." ”

My mother didn't look at the keychains and stared at my forehead, "Got into a fight?" ”

Mother Angel left a two-inch scar on my forehead that stretched from the corner of my forehead to near my temple. My bangs could barely be covered.

Maybe Zhao Wei only told her about my bad deeds of climbing over the wall.

In order to reduce the conflict between the two spouses, he concealed the fact that I was almost "trained" to the iron head gong.

I don't know how to answer. If I mention Angel again, she might kick me away immediately.

Being kicked out of the house on Chinese New Year's Eve is also too sad.

I blushed with embarrassment, and Zhao Wei came out with a plate of dumplings at this moment.

The embarrassment and estrangement between my mother and me are too obvious, and Zhao Wei is naturally aware of it.

After he learned that his mother was very dissatisfied with the scar on my forehead, he helped me play a round, "After Lao Ning bailed Kang Rong out last time, I helped you teach him a lesson." I took him to the hospital to have a look after the year, and it shouldn't be difficult to remove the scars. ”

Mother didn't say anything more.

Soon after, a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner appeared on the table.

Zhao Wei was considerate enough to help my mother pick up vegetables, and occasionally put things in my bowl enthusiastically.

From time to time, he took two sips of red wine and talked about the interesting stories in his circle, making his mother happy.

Mother echoed absentmindedly. I felt her gaze occasionally linger on my forehead.

It's so weird that I'm not used to it, I can't really eat anything.

I noticed that my mother ate a few dumplings.

She asked, "None of you got any coins?" ”

"I didn't put it this year."

Those who eat coins are usually considered lucky winners of the new year.

If Angel is here, I'll do my best to get him to eat that dumpling.

But he wasn't there. So, luck doesn't make sense anymore.

"In the past, Kangkang would give me dumplings with coins." The mother's tone suddenly became nostalgic and sad, "I haven't eaten it for two years in a row." ”