Fire trees and silver flowers never sleep, fireworks fly to welcome the New Year.

Jincheng ushered in the next Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Bang!"

The fireworks exploded in the night sky and fell into the galaxy in a beautiful manner......

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Secretary Xia cautiously pushed open the door and asked softly, "Mr. Mo, do you need to order dinner for you?"

There was silence inside.

Mo Sihan wore blue light glasses, staring intently at the computer screen, undisturbed in the slightest.

Secretary Xia stuck out his tongue in a complaining manner.

The boss who also made people work overtime on Chinese New Year's Eve was a little unkind, who made her unlucky, but it was her turn to be on duty today.

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, Secretary Xia mustered up the courage to remind in a whisper: "Mr. Mo, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, don't you leave work early?"

Mo Sihan raised his eyes, looked at the clock on the wall, and said in a low tone, "Secretary Xia, you can get off work."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo!" Secretary Xia's cheerful voice sounded.

The boss kindly asked her to leave work early, she was already very satisfied, who made her immediate boss a workaholic with no concept of time?

After a few seconds, the closed door opened again, and Secretary Xia poked his head out and asked, "By the way, Mr. Mo, I will help you order dumplings for dinner, can you see it?"

Dumplings?

Yes, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Chinese people have the custom of eating dumplings.

Accustomed to being alone, Mo Sihan seemed to have immunity to the festival, but just after hearing her mention 'dumplings', his heart still shook.

If he's not mistaken, he's not eaten it in a long time, so long that he almost forgot the taste of the dumplings.

Mo Sihan's mind automatically replayed the picture of a family of three making dumplings and eating dumplings together:

The room was filled with the sound of tinkling and chopping, and in the kitchen his little woman put on her apron and was happily busy.

"Mrs. Mo, it's hard work!"

The aura of the man behind her came over, and the tall and long body stuck to her from behind, and the two of them were in an ambiguous posture for a while.

"Don't make a fuss, you'll be seen." The woman bowed her head in shame.

The man cheekily chuckled, "What are you afraid of? Reasonable and legal."

There was a pink ambiguity in the air.

After the dumplings are cooked, the steaming celery meat dumplings are served.

Mo Sihan raised his glass: "Cheers to celebrate our family's dumpling feast of three."

Zhu Wuwu took a shallow sip in response.

"Baby, take a bite." I wish you no worries, pick up a dumpling, cool it and send it to Xiaoqingtuan's mouth.

「YUMMY!」

The small youth group eats dumplings with relish.

Mo Sihan was very satisfied with tonight's dumplings, and did not hesitate to praise: "Yes, Mrs. Mo is quite capable."

……

Those warm pictures flashed like flowers, and Mo Sihan seemed to have fallen into some kind of memory, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo!"

Secretary Xia shouted several times, and Mo Sihan reacted with a 'hmm'

"Is it okay to buy you dumplings stuffed with celery and meat?"

"Okay."

Mo Sihan lowered his head and continued to work, hiding his embarrassment.

After the takeaway was delivered, Mo Sihan barely tasted one, and couldn't help frowning: Why are the dumplings so unpalatable?

In fact, it's not that the dumplings are unpalatable, but that he has formed a certain prejudice against the dumplings, and if it's not that the dumplings are not delicious.

Knowing that he shouldn't have ordered dumplings, Mo Sihan threw them all into the trash in a fit of anger.

Mo Sihan buried himself in the office, and it seemed that only work could make him forget the pain of reality for a while.

Very, the fire trees and silver flowers outside the window are beautiful.

At night, countless golden lights streak across the sky, scattering and rising in the form of blooms, blooming in the air, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Mo Sihan took off his blue glasses, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to enjoy the night

under the fireworks show.

Once their family of three also watched fireworks together, and the fireworks at that time were so beautiful and romantic.

Things are not people, and now even fireworks give people a bleak feeling.

Mo Sihan thought of the conversation between him and Zhu Wuwu at that time:

"What do you think of when you see fireworks?"

The tall figure of the man casts a large shadow in the light, completely enveloping the woman in his air pressure.

The woman smiled dismally: "Fireworks in the prosperous era are prosperous, and fireworks are easy to be cold and easy to disperse."

"That's it?"

"Hmm."

Mo Sihan laughed self-deprecatingly, and said to himself, "Sure enough, the fireworks are easy to disperse, it turns out that some things have been foreshadowed."

The flood of grief gushed out as if the floodgates had opened, and Mo Sihan clutched his dull heart, never wanting to see the annoying fireworks again.

Those fleeting goodness, when they are gone, cease to exist.

……

This night, Mo Sihan slept very unsteadily, and had nightmares all night.

The dream is full of pictures of wishing worry-free jumping into the sea:

"Mo Sihan, I don't want to love you again."

"Mo Sihan, in this life, and in the next life, we won't meet again."

The man's eyes were full of fear, and the woman's figure flew out of front of his eyes, his fingertips touching the corners of her cold clothes, and finally stopped in mid-air.

"No ......"

The man's beastly roar rang out, deafening and heartbreaking......

"Ah...... No! Don't!"

Mo Sihan let out a startled cry and woke up from his nightmare, his chest rising and falling violently, his slightly open lips gasping for cold air, like a drowning man.

It took a long time for him to calm down and wipe the cold sweat on his face with his hands.

In the dark room, Mo Sihan's deep and boundless eyes did not fade, and his thin lips closed one by one, panting heavily.

The place near his heart was engraved with the name "Wishing Worry-free", but he could never find her again.

Thinking of this, Mo Sihan's heart felt as if someone had inserted a dagger, and it was bloody and shocking.

People always stubbornly think that they still have time, but they don't know that when everything is right and wrong, in the end, they don't even have a chance to admit their mistakes.

The infinite superposition of disappointment after disappointment wiped out the only light left in his heart, until hope broke a little bit.

"Can anyone tell me where my wife is? I can't find her......

"My wife is very kind-hearted and stupid, can you tell me where she is?"

Mo Sihan cried until he choked, out of breath.

Cold-hearted, he never thought that he would plant such a big heel emotionally in his life.

"Mo Sihan, you deserve it, you are self-inflicted, it is you who have been conniving at the little three who occupy the magpie's nest and bullied her with confidence, and now you have suffered retribution, right? You can't find her, can you?"

"Mo Sihan, it was you who personally lost Zhu Wuwu, who once loved you so much......

Mo Sihan covered his head in pain, unable to suppress his crying.

From beginning to end, the people who stayed by his side were always worry-free, and there was no one else.

……

Jiangcheng

On Chinese New Year's Eve this year, the Lin Mansion was also deserted.

Lin Yunlang called and said that he stayed in Hong Kong City for the Spring Festival, Lin Yunfei was filming movies abroad, and even Lin Yunpeng, who stayed in Jiangcheng, went home during the day and hurriedly put down his gifts and left, completely losing the previous lively scene.

"Master, aren't the young masters coming back for the holiday tonight?" The housekeeper asked again.

Lin Shaoshan said indignantly, "It's best if they don't come back."

The butler stopped talking, "That'...... Miss ......"

"If you don't come back, Miss won't come back." Lin Shaoshan waved his hand, his expression a little impatient.

As the only daughter of the Lin family, Zhu Wuwu is not only the little sister of the brothers, but also the family

The servants loved her, too.

A little green in the thousands of flowers is naturally favored.

That time was also the time when the Lin family was at its most united and had the best atmosphere.

Lin Shaoshan sighed and complained softly: "Qianyu doesn't know where people have gone? It's been so long and I don't know how to go home and see, hey! It's better not to admit it!"

"Oh, sigh what?"

At the door, Lin Yunyi and Lin Yunqing entered the house one after the other.

Lin Yunqing sat on the sofa with his long legs folded: "Dad, I heard it just now, you are talking bad about your little sister again!"

"Shouldn't I have said her?" The more Lin Shaoshan thought about it, the more angry he became, "Don't look at how much trouble she and her mother have caused the Lin family!"

Lin Yunyi said unhappily, "Dad, don't complain anymore! Anyway, she is your biological daughter, is there a father like you? I don't know if I care about my daughter, I always blame her. When did we come back, and you weren't speaking ill of your little sister?"

Lin Shaoshan's face changed, he stood up angrily, and said confidently, "Did I say something wrong? Did she cause less trouble to our Lin family? If it weren't for the fact that she is my own daughter, I would have kicked her out."

"If you don't drive her away, she won't come back anyway, and I won't see how you treated Aunt Weng in the first place." Lin Yunyi was straightforward and fast-talking, and he said what he shouldn't have said.

Lin Shaoshan was furious, pointed at Lin Yunyi's nose and scolded, "You two are coming back to be angry with me today, aren't you? Get lost! Get out of here!"

Lin Yunyi got up and left, not staying for a second.

"Dad, don't be angry, I'll persuade him to come back and ask him to apologize to you."

Lin Yunqing made an excuse and left.

The housekeeper finally looked forward to returning the two young masters, and when he saw them leave, he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart: "Hey!"

Today's Lin Mansion is no longer the Lin Mansion of the past.

……

The people of Herian Town are not more than the Spring Festival, except for wishing a worry-free mother and daughter.

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Despite being far away, traditions and customs must not be forgotten.

Early in the morning, I wish you no worries about cooking and making dumplings, and I am very busy.

The festival should have a festival, the sense of ceremony can not be less, I wish you no worries about this and also bought fireworks to prepare for the evening.

Xiao Tianxin danced excitedly, and she couldn't stop.

It doesn't matter if the adults are tired, as long as the children are happy, it is worth it.

When making dumplings, Xiao Tianxin had to follow the wrapping, but her face was covered with white flour, which was very funny.

Zhu Wuwu almost laughed, and the speed of making dumplings slowed down.

Before the official start of the meal, Xiao Tianxin sent dumplings to the decadent man opposite under the instructions of Zhu Wuwu.

Since he speaks his native language, he naturally celebrates the Spring Festival and eats dumplings.

A few days ago, the decadent man helped their mother and daughter out of the siege, and I forgot to say thank you for worry-free, and I was a little reluctant to go.

As a gift, the decadent man gave Xiao Tianxin a big bag of bread that was not sold today.

Since I heard Xiao Tianxin say that her mother is very poor, the decadent man will worry about whether the child will not have enough to eat, intentionally or unintentionally?

It's the adult's fault that the adult is incompetent, but the child can't be involved in the crime.

The decadent man thought to himself: this bag of bread should be enough for them to eat for a few days.

For some reason, he just fell in love with Xiao Tianxin.

In this way, the more decadent men are used to wishing worry-free.