Shen Chuhua nodded, "Of course, Yueyue is a good child, she must be in heaven, don't be afraid, you still have a sister, and your sister will accompany you for the rest of her life, you know?" I'm your family! ”

"Sister!" Xiao Fan threw himself into Shen Chuhua's arms.

The siblings gave each other what it means.

Boom-Bang-

The sound of fireworks could be heard not far away.

Xiao Fan and Shen Chuhua stood up at the same time.

The entire sky was lit up with fireworks.

Whoa-

The fireworks are falling, and the beauty is magnificent.

Zhan Beichen walked up to Shen Chuhua and hugged her shoulder, Shen Chuhua turned his head to look at Zhan Beichen, "Happy New Year, every year for the rest of our lives, we have to be together, okay?" ”

"Together for the rest of our lives!" Zhan Beichen held Shen Chuhua's hand tightly.

At this moment, Zhang Yunnian was not far from them, listening to such words, his heart felt as if he had been cut by something.

However, his expression was always cold, and no one could see that he was sad.

Fireworks are in full bloom.

Shen Chuhua looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly blurred, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, in the 21st century, Zhang Yunnian put his arm around her shoulders and watched the fireworks in the courtyard of the villa.

There are two three-year-old children next to him, chasing and playing.

Zhang Yunnian hugged Shen Chuhua's shoulders tightly.

That feeling, so real.

He didn't have such an indifferent face, but with a gentle smile, "Xiyuan, every year in the future, our family of four will be together, okay?" ”

She nodded, "Good! We are always together! ”

"Dad, Mommy, hug!"

The child's soft and glutinous voice sounded from below.

Zhang Yunnian, who was hugging each other, and Shen Chuhua separated, squatted down and hugged the children.

Zhang Yunnian turned his head and glanced at the time, "Let's go, let's go in and make dumplings, the new year is about to start!" ”

Shen Chuhua nodded, "Let's go!" Then he said to the daughter in his arms, "Is it okay to make dumplings with your parents?" ”

"Good!" The daughter obediently lay on Shen Chu's shoulder.

"Xiyuan, are you tired? I can pack it alone! ”

She shook her head, "It's just dumplings, a family, of course we have to make dumplings together!" ”

The two men looked at each other and smiled.

Bang-

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the fireworks ended.

Shen Chuhua held his forehead, and the memories disappeared.

Shen Chuhua looked at Zhang Yunnian suddenly, Zhang Yunnian also turned his head to look at Shen Chuhua, and soon they each looked at the villagers around them setting off small fireworks.

Zhan Beichen saw the strangeness of Shen Chu's painting, "What's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? ”

Shen Chuhua shook his head, "I'm fine, I'm fine!" ”

-

After the fireworks ended, Zhan Beichen and Shen Chuhua left.

Shen Chuhua suddenly panicked in his heart.

What's going on? Was she dreaming just now? But how could she dream without sleeping?

And the dream was so real, so real that it seemed like a memory rather than a dream.

-

After returning home, no one in the Zhan family slept.

In the big restaurant, everyone participated in making New Year's dumplings.

Shen Chuhua told Zhan Beichen that he was a little tired and went back to rest.

Zhan Beichen was on the first floor, and he formed a game with his father.

Back in the room, Shen Chuhua sat in front of the vanity mirror and looked at himself.

She remembered that when she met Zhang Yunnian for the first time, Zhang Yunnian asked her to do Zhang Xiyuan's thing.

He said, one day, you are sad and don't want to do Shen Chu paintings, so come back to me to be my Mrs. Zhang!

Shen Chuhua went to the bathroom and washed his face, it was too strange.

She was nervous.