Although the scenery outside the window was very interesting, Su Xiaorou still fell asleep in the second half of the car, and leaned on Han Yuan's shoulder impartially.

Forget it, when he was asleep, he still hugged Han Yuan's arm tightly like a child.

Even if you hug your arms, you still have to drool.

Looking at Su Xiaorou's cute sleeping appearance, Han Yuan couldn't bear to wake her up.

If someone else came up like this, and he was drooling on himself, he would definitely be a violent knock.

When it was time to get out of the car, Han Yuan had to wake up Su Xiaorou.

Su Xiaorou woke up sleepily and quickly noticed that something was wrong.

He actually hugged Han Yuan's arm tightly, and moreover, there was a string of saliva on his shoulder......

Su Xiaorou instantly lost her sleepiness, and quickly let go of Han Yuan's hand, her pretty face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yes, yes, sorry, ......"

Su Xiaorou's voice trembled, and she lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at Han Yuan at all.

"It's okay, don't worry."

If Han Yuan cared, he wouldn't be able to endure it until now.

"I, I ......"

Su Xiaorou's whole body trembled slightly, and she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Han Yuan looked down and found that the little girl was so embarrassed and shy that her eyes were red, and tears were already rolling in her eyes.

"Okay, crybaby, didn't I say I didn't care?"

Han Yuan smiled dumbly, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands and pinch Su Xiaorou's cute face.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, but Su Xiaorou was not disturbed when she was sleeping before.

Su Xiaorou looked at Han Yuan with tears in her eyes, and could only hold back her tears, afraid that she would cause trouble to Han Yuan again.

The little girl sitting opposite looked at it in a daze, then turned her head to look at the woman next to her, and asked in a milky voice, "Mom, are they showing affection?" Just like you did with your dad before. ”

The woman was suddenly embarrassed and ashamed, hurriedly covered the girl's mouth, and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji......"

"It's fine."

Han Yuan smiled, inexplicably a little happy.

Su Xiaorou was even more shy, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

She is like a mother, he is like a father, there is really no more ambiguous, better description.

If one day, he can really ...... with Han Yuan

Before the picture came to mind, Su Xiaorou immediately dispelled her illusions.

Han Yuan is Lin Miaoyu's boyfriend, isn't it a blasphemy that he has such a delusion?

After the train arrived at the station, due to the different routes, there was no hitchhiking, so the three of them could only take their own cars to their respective homes.

Before leaving, Zhou Yao made an appointment with the two that they must meet again before next year.

Before next year? It's almost the Chinese New Year, isn't it just about to see you soon?

..........

A few days later, the Chinese New Year's Eve arrived.

It was the last day of 2003, and it was 2004 shortly thereafter.

Everyone is welcoming the fourth New Year of the twenty-first century.

The red couplets are pasted on the door, and every house is lit up, and the previously deserted area has become lively.

Han Yuan sighed a little, since he was busy with work in his previous life, he hadn't felt this way for a long time.

The New Year is a good day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

In the afternoon, Lin Miaoyu called Han Yuan, saying that they were going to Yinluwan adjacent to Jiefang Road for New Year's Eve, and called Su Xiaorou and them by the way.

Han Yuan readily agreed, and it happened that he was bored at home for the past few days.

At about six or seven o'clock, after having a reunion dinner with the family, Han Yuan made an appointment with everyone to set off.

"Ancient Son! Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, where are you going to run? ”

"I went to celebrate the New Year with my classmates and came back at about one o'clock in the morning."

Han Yuan fought with his mother for a long time before he had a chance to escape.

This can't be helped, in the impression of the older generation, such an important holiday as the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is best to stay at home and reunite with relatives.

By the time we arrived at Silver Heron Bay, it was completely dark.

However, today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and every house will be lit up at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, so the streets do not look deserted at all.

In order to avoid being late, Su Xiaorou also came early and took the lead in gathering with Han Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, it's so lively here, it doesn't look like a New Year's ...... at all"

"What? Doesn't it look like it's the New Year? ”

Han Yuan couldn't understand Su Xiaorou's words, when would the New Year be lively.

Su Xiaorou opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain.

In their village, everyone stays at home for the Chinese New Year's Eve, not a single shop is still open in the market, and there are not many pedestrians on the streets.

And here, there is a flow of people everywhere, and it is full of young men and women.

"Hey, there's a shop open there, Han Yuan, give me money, I want to buy some firecrackers to play with."

Su Xiaoya, the girl, also came, and when she saw a shop selling fireworks, she immediately shouted for Han Yuan to pay for it.

Han Yuan's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Stinky girl, you're too polite, aren't you?" ”

Su Xiaoya's tone was reasonable, and she didn't know that she thought that Han Yuan owed her money.

"You are my brother, you should give me money."

Su Xiaoya pursed her lips, she kidnapped her sister away, and refused to give her a little pocket money?

The point is that Han Yuan is very rich, and she has heard that her sister works as a guitarist in the band here with Han Yuan, and she can get a full salary of 1,002 every month.

With so much salary paid to employees, it is conceivable how rich Han Yuan is.

“...... Fighting rice to raise grace, and raising rice to raise hatred. ”

Han Yuan shook his head and sighed, and could only take out a red ticket from his wallet.

Hearing his words, Su Xiaoya suddenly became unhappy, and at the same time a little aggrieved.

Han Yuan said this, as if he didn't give money, he would hate him.

But it seems that this is indeed the case, if Han Yuan directly and decisively refuses, Su Xiaoya will pestering him to play tricks.

Looking at the oversized banknotes in Han Yuan's hand, Su Xiaoya looked away and muttered; "Me, can't I stop it?"

"Collect it, go buy some nice fireworks, I'll play it later."

Han Yuan couldn't help laughing, he was just joking, in fact, he liked Su Xiaoya a lot.

At least she will say what she needs, and she really regards Han Yuan as a close person.

"You're so old and still playing with fireworks?"

"Then you're a girl, and you still want to buy firecrackers to play with?"

"You have to take care of it!"

Su Xiaoya snatched the banknote and trotted to the fireworks shop.

Su Xiaorou next to her blinked, a little funny in her heart.

When there is something serious, Han Yuan behaves maturely and steadily, not like a teenager at all.

In normal times, he is often not serious, and he will quarrel with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl......