Chinese New Year's Eve.

A time for family reunion.

Under the expectation of Mrs. Rong, Rong Li finally returned home, but it was only limited to everyone sitting together for dinner.

Because of Yao Yining's incident some time ago, Yao Wanfang complained about Rong Yuan, but because of his identity, she could only endure it, and the old lady was actually a little bit of a bit of a diaphragm.

As a result, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was even more silent than in previous years.

Where is the joy of the New Year's reunion!

At the dinner table, except for the old lady occasionally asking about his life, or Rong Shunian asking a few official words, almost no one spoke again.

Rong Peipei has a stomach of things to say to her dear brother, that is, Rong Li's cold face, thousands of miles away, her thoughts, her love, can only be swallowed back into her stomach with food.

She was satisfied to be able to look at him so closely, to hear his voice.

After dinner, Rong Li sat down for a while and got up to leave.

Rong Shu was used to his son's loneliness early on, but Old Mrs. Rong was reluctant to let her grandson go, "Rong Li, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, you are at home, right?" ”

Since he moved out to live alone, it seems that every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, he comes home with the restaurant, eats, sits for a while at most and leaves, and never stays overnight.

The older this man gets, the more he longs for his children and grandchildren to be by his side.

The old lady felt that there was no room at home, and there were no conflicts in the family, so why did he resist this family so much!

Rong Li said lightly: "Grandma, I still have something." ”

The implication is that he must go.

Old Lady Rong's eyes darkened, and she understood that she couldn't keep people, so she sighed softly, "...... Well, you stay safe on the road. ”

Rong Peipei, who was accompanying him, pursed his lips and plucked up the courage to say to him: "Brother, it's snowing, you drive carefully." ”

Rong Li's gaze swept over her, unmoved, and almost inaudible responded, "Hmm." ”

Today it was his own car, coming out of the main house, he did not go directly back to his residence, but went in reverse, to the warm home.

The street was sparsely populated, and the snowflakes were falling quietly, so he drove his car and parked under her house.

After he said that to her that day, he expected her to say yes, but he didn't know that she seemed to be frightened, and after a long time, Zuihou actually gave him a word.

- Rong Li, let me think about it.

After that, she never called him back.

Following Wen Ya's teachings, he tried to learn to back down, and for the first time he didn't force her to think about it.

However, after waiting for more than a week, his scarce patience had been exhausted, and she hadn't thought about it yet!

Lowering the window, the cold air mixed with snowflakes poured into the car in an instant, and he lit a cigarette.

The cigarette burned little by little, and lit up a little scarlet light on a snowy night, perhaps feeling that the car was too suffocating, too depressing, and made him more and more irritable.

Rong Li got out of the car and stood in the snowflakes.

He looked up at the location on the fifth floor.

But what I could see was her living room, with the lights on.

At this moment, she is with those people, and he is reluctant to call Wen Yanjun her family, because the meaning of these two words is too intimate.

And they don't deserve it!

What is she doing now?

Have you a great time celebrating the New Year?

Didn't she think about him?

With his hands in his trouser pockets and his phone rubbing over and over again, he wanted to call her.

If he called her down, would she?

She has not expressed her attitude so far, and Rong Li is not sure how she will choose.

In his struggle, a cigarette burned to the end.

He looked at her house again, and the snowflakes fell on his face, touching the temperature of his skin, and immediately melted away, freezing cold.

Never mind.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and if there is a quarrel, she will blame him.

She didn't take the initiative to contact him, so he was generous.

Three days, he gave her three more days!

If she hasn't thought about it yet, then she can't help whether she wants it or not, and he has the final say!

Rong Li retracted his gaze, got into the car, and started the engine.

The Porsche had just been activated, and a shadow appeared on the balcony on the fifth floor.

Warmth is to come out to see the night view, just after dinner, you have to walk around, which is conducive to digestion.

Light snowflakes flew, she spread out her hand to pick it up, her palm was a little cold, she bent her lips and smiled, walked to the edge of the balcony, her eyes swept downstairs, and she happened to see Rong Li's car driving away.

I must have been out to play.

Thinking like this, Wen Qi had just gone out, and she also said that she was likely to spend the night outside tonight.

In the distance, there are fireworks set off, like flowers blooming in the night sky, gorgeous and colorful.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the fireworks in the distance, I sniffed warmly, held my frozen face with both hands, and I couldn't help but think of that man.

What is Rong Li doing at this moment?

It's time to go back home.

I haven't looked for him for so many days, is he angry, or does he not care at all?

Otherwise, why didn't he call her?

His words shocked her so much that she was a little confused and at a loss, not knowing how to respond.

She always took care of Chu Xuan in her heart, so she couldn't give him an answer right away.

She needs time to sort out her thoughts and untie all the knots in her heart.

The days seem to be as ordinary as before I met him, every day at home, doing what I like, no worries, no sorrows.

The most relaxed state, the brain is the most awake.

She finally realized that she really missed him.

Whenever I have free time, my mind seems to have an autonomous consciousness, and I always think of him......

Rong Li, I've thought about it, you know?

"Warm, come in and eat some fruit." Wen Yanjun greeted her in the house.

She came back to her senses, "Haode, Daddy." ”

The Spring Festival Gala is becoming more and more uninteresting, when the warmth is sleepy in bed to the computer, the mobile phone rings, and I wake up most of the time from drowsiness, and I pick up the mobile phone and see that it is Su Yiyi's New Year's greeting text message.

She was about to edit her reply when a call came in.

It's tolerance.

My heart beat faster.

"Rong Li?"

"What are you doing?" His voice was low.

"Watching TV." She glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, "What's the matter?" ”

He was silent for a few seconds, "I want to hear your voice." ”

Her heart seemed to be burned, "...... Are you in your house? ”

"No, I'm back."

"Oh, then Jian Yao, they're all there, it's very lively, are you there?"

"It's just me."

She was slightly startled, "That's ......"

As if he couldn't continue, the man said, "That'...... So be it, go to bed early. ”

Then, the call ends.

Wen Wen frowned.

She has something to say!

was going to call again, but when she thought of him saying that he was alone in the villa just now, she suddenly felt a little distressed.

She didn't know what she was thinking, so she gave up the warm quilt, got dressed and went to tell Wen Yanjun that she was going out. Wen Yanjun asked her where she was going at night, she made up a lie, saying that her classmates were looking for her, Wen Yanjun didn't suspect it, only said to pay attention to safety and go home early.

When she got downstairs, she suddenly realized a question, where can I get a taxi tonight?

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In fact, according to the original jihua, we should have written here during the New Year...... It's just that a certain author is too turtle T_T it's time to be sweet for a while