When the minute hand crossed 12 o'clock, the entire city was drowning in fireworks.

The crackling sound is incessant.

The fire tree is dazzling.

Even downstairs, there are parents with their children playing with trumpet hand-held fireworks, children holding fireworks sticks and running happily, the cold light dragged out a white track.

Fu Chengque put away his mobile phone after filming, and saw that Wen Yu was still filming at the people downstairs, and was a little curious.

"Mr. Wen, what are you shooting?"

"Documenting life."

"Oh......"

"Are you drunk?" Wen Yu took a satisfactory photo and put away his phone.

"I don't know......," Fu Chengque said depressedly, "I drank a bowl of decanting soup......

"Did you get it yourself?"

"My dad."

"Oh, hahaha......"

Fu Orange Finch snorted.

Wen Yu stopped smiling and asked, "Didn't your parents say you?" ”

"How can you not say it!? My dad asked me what was going on with a big black face, and I confessed......"

"I didn't say a word."

"I know."

Fu Orange fell on the bed with a thud.

Wen Yu also felt very cool when she looked at her, the bed was under the window, and she could sleep when she was sleepy and fell down after looking at the scenery. Unlike here, where there is a desk under the window.

Fu Orange Sparrow snorted: "Ah! Forget it, forget it! ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's just New Year! Forgot to say 'Happy New Year'! ”

"Oh yes, let's take pictures."

"Hey, Mr. Wen, Happy New Year!"

"You too, Mr. Fu, Happy New Year!"

The girl on the other side of the window lay down again, but she raised her hand and beckoned at him, as if to say to him:

I'm not asleep, I'm still with you.

Wen Yu smiled slightly.

It's past the first year of rebirth, and it's a real feeling.

In the past time, he occasionally felt that he was not too slack, too scattered, and the green years he lost became a warm memory of the most beautiful real experience to come back again.

But in fact, only by doing so does he seem to feel calm and his soul at peace.

The hand on the other end was stretched out and gone.

"Mr. Fu." Wen Yu shouted.

"Uh-huh......" There was a faint response from behind the window.

"Close the windows and draw the curtains."

"Oh......"

Fu Chengque struggled to raise his hand and closed the window and curtains, Wen Yu took a look, but it was tight, and he saved himself a trip.

After simply cleaning up, brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, Wen Yu also lay down on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

This day is different for many people, but it won't be much different for students.

What square countdown, don't even think about it.

……

January 1st, early in the morning.

Fu Orange Sparrow woke up very early.

Last night was noisy, but she slept well.

The alcohol had been completely cleared, the nightmare of yesterday was gone, and her skull was back to its top of intelligence.

Lifting the corner of the curtain, I wanted to look outside, but found a thick layer of white fog condensed on the windowpane.

wiped out a small hole, and saw some snowflakes falling outside, although it was only a thin layer, but it was also full of New Year's rituals.

It's so pretty!

There were also some on the window edge in front of her, and she stretched out her hand, comparing the back of her hand with the fresh snow outside, a little proud: almost white!

The curtains of Wen Yu's room on the opposite side were closed, so he probably didn't get up.

Yesterday......

Fu Chengque scratched his head, what should I do, except for remembering that he drank with Xiaogua and a few people, and that Wen Yu came back behind his back, all the other more details were forgotten.

What he has done, what he has said, and what Wen Yu has said, there is no one left, and he has forgotten it cleanly.

She only remembered that she was getting happier and happier with Xiaogua and a few people, and she couldn't help but drink two cans of beer in a row, and after drinking it, she found that her body did not react and thought that her physique had been strengthened, so she drank another can, and then ......

She still remembered that Wen Yu had been carrying her all the way home from nowhere.

Back......

Back.........

Back!!

Fu Orange Finch's little face turned crimson, and her earlobes and face began to heat at the same time, as if she was spitting hot air.

She hurriedly shrank into the quilt and buried her face in the pillow, her body trembling slightly. It's not fear, it's not excitement, it's the kind of instinctive reaction of the body when you suddenly remember an extremely important key node-

Ahhh

She was carried back by Wen Yu!

This and this、This is the point of thinking last night!

Oh, my God!

How so!

She is a girl who is carried home by a boy of the same age!

How intimate!

How ambiguous!

How...... It's like a couple!!

She could think of that picture with her shy toes curled up tightly—

On New Year's night, on the dimly lit road, a teenager walked with a slow pace, and a girl was pressed on his back, the girl's feet were swinging, her chest was close to his back, and her hands were wrapped around the boy's neck, sleeping quietly......

No, no, no!

Linked to the task of whispering for ten minutes, then she must have leaned on Wen Yu's shoulder, and then leaned close, very close, her lips in his ear, and whispered private and ambiguous words......

That's it!

It must be like this, wow!

Thinking of this, Fu Chengque was so shy that the whole person began to explode.

Just like yesterday's fireworks, they are bursting one by one, from bottom to top, from toes, thighs, waist to arms, then heart and brain, and finally all explode!

She couldn't help it, so she rolled herself into the quilt, then hugged the pillow, her face was inserted into it, and she began to vent loudly:

"Ahh————!!hh

"Let me disappear!!"

"Ahh————!!h

After shouting, he fell down weakly, and his heart whimpered like ashes: "It's better to let me just die......"

Shyness, throbbing, anger, sadness, regret......

Mixed tastes.

I want to cry without tears.

I don't know how long I lay in the bed, Fu Chengque finally crawled out slowly, it was too stuffy, and my braincase was dizzy.

Outside the quilt, the cooler air blew, and the head calmed down a lot.

I couldn't help but think that instead of being embarrassed by myself here, it would be better to ask Wen Yu, what if he forcibly took advantage of her danger and deliberately wanted to carry it?

Right? If you're drunk, it's okay to call a taxi to bring you back, right?

Why do you carry it? It's puzzling.

Could it be this kind of physical contact, Wen Yu likes it very much?

Hiss...... Don't dare to think about it!

In addition, she also wanted to ask what she said yesterday and whether she had leaked anything.

Well...... That's how it should be!

- This is the way of thinking that a mature woman, a prospective empress should have, which is fantastic.

- Grown.

Woowoo...... Sure enough, suffering will make people grow faster.

The girl waited and waited, from more than 7 o'clock in the morning to 9 o'clock, and Wen Yu didn't get up around time.

I had to accompany my parents to the morning market first, and when I came back to ask Aunt Wen, Wen Yu finally woke up.

Wen Yu on the other side had just finished breakfast, refreshed, and made himself a cup of tea.

Prepare a cup of tea and read an extracurricular book.

A figure suddenly popped out of the bedroom door.

It was the orange finch that jumped in.

Wen Yu looked at it and said, "You still want to be scary, right?" ”

"Wen Yu, I have something to ask you!"

The empress's posture must be put on, and the momentum cannot be lost!