Wen Tingwan said embarrassedly: "That's it..."

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"Don't drink alcohol, drink this..."Wen Tingwan held the glass in his hand, and didn't look carefully at whether it was wine or juice.

Si Jing pinched the tip of her nose and snatched the cup from her mouth.

He sat beside Wen Tingwan.

Wen Tingwan's expression changed from chagrin to joy, and her clear eyes looked at Si Jing as if they were watery.

Si Jing was disarmed and surrendered by this look, "Cheng, promise you, what do you want?" ”

He raised his hands above his head and made a gesture of surrender.

"I want to hear you sing." Wen Tingwan showed a cute little expression after being fulfilled his wish.

Si Jing brought her a glass of juice, and touched the top of the girl's hair helplessly and dotingly.

He was condescending, the girl was too well-behaved within the territory he looked down on, and Si Jing's dark eyes were occupied by her face, and her heart was so soft that she couldn't speak.

"You always feel lonely and depressed

You're always disappointed

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I just want to be your sun, your sun

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Si Jing sat on the high chair with one leg bent, and he sat lazily.

Si Jing is wearing a high-necked black sweater today, and under the dim light of KTV, the sleeves of his arms are rolled up, which is particularly human.

He looked focused, and when he sang, everyone cheered and applauded in the audience, and he always looked at Wen Tingwan.

Affectionate and deep eyes, a slightly low voice, and a little demagogic when slowed down.

Wen Tingwan sat in the corner, but he felt that he was particularly eye-catching.

Si Jing, you have long been my sun.

Think back to those lonely and hesitant times, because now your existence seems to be forgiven and forgotten.

When I stayed in the dark, I thought that all parts of the world were hell, but you came to my world with a sea of brilliant and warm flowers.

With a striking but gentle light, it illuminates my gray world.

You are my sun.

She held up her mobile phone to record the video, and Si Jing walked straight to her location as she stepped off the stage.

"Whatever you want to record, I'll sing it to you whenever you want."

"That's different." Wen Tingwan paused and was silent for a few seconds, "The meaning is different. ”

Si Jing's heart moved, and his fingers rubbed the back of the girl's hand.

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Today's New Year's Eve with Si Jing, 2019, has also become meaningful.

“10 9 8 7… 3 2 1”

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, baby!"

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The open space in the square was crowded with people, and the numbers were dancing on the big screen, and everyone counted down excitedly.

Wen Tingwan was in the middle of the sea of people, Si Jing stretched out his arm to block in front of him, and she was not squeezed at all.

Wen Tingwan looked up at him, Si Jing thought he was going to speak, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear what she said, so he lowered his head and leaned his ear over.

The moment she counted to '1', she suddenly stood on tiptoe and climbed her arms up to her boss's neck.

With the warmth of melting snow and dispelling the cold, Si Jing was stunned.

But the next moment, his pupils were pitch black, and with an aggressiveness that could not be ignored, he completely embraced the petite girl in his arms.

Under the cold moonlit night, they were surrounded by joy to celebrate the New Year, they hugged each other, the warm breath intertwined between the two, and time seemed to freeze......

They felt each other's presence, and love flickered in their eyes.

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As he left the square, Wen blushed and stared intently at his toes.

Si Jing thought she was very cute.

The movements of his hands were gentle, and he wrapped her tightly before setting off.

Wen Tingting has the habit of backpacking when he goes out at night, and carries it by Si Jing's side.

Si Jing put the girl's hand on the bag belt, and he wanted to send the girl home.

The girl beside him was like an ostrich eager to bury herself, and he quietly hooked his lips and said, "What do you want to do on your birthday?" ”

"Huh?"

How do you celebrate your birthday?

Wen Tingwan has no experience.

In the past ten years, she has not had the impression of a birthday.

In Wen Shiruan's mind, her birth was not worth celebrating.

So, she never celebrates her birthday.

Because he didn't have many friends, Jiang Chuheng was often very busy in previous years.

She always gets a gift from him.

But on this day, she couldn't see Jiang Chuheng.

Because my mother doesn't allow her to celebrate her birthday, she doesn't allow anyone to celebrate her birthday.

"I don't know, it's just an ordinary day for me, so there's no need to go there deliberately." Wen Tingwan shook his head lightly and said gently.

She already has a lot, and for her, it's full enough.

She was content.

"No, it was an extraordinary day, and it was especially important to me."

Si Jing said very seriously and stood in front of her.

"So, give me a face." Si Jing raised an eyebrow.

Wen Tingwan knew that he was enlivening the atmosphere again, and he was very helpless, but his heart was extremely warm.

"I've had a good time with you." Every year after that, I want to spend my birthday with you.

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Walking through the long street, and turning the corner, there is a withered wall of flowers.

"What kind of flowers are here?" Wen Tingwan asked curiously.

It was so dry that I couldn't even tell what it looked like.

"Yueji." Si Jing looked at the scene.

"Really?" Wen Tingwan suddenly said happily.

If you come back here tomorrow summer, will you see it again?

"We can come and see next year." Si Jing's low, magnetic voice came from his ears.

Feeling extremely secure, Wen Tingwan quietly bent the corners of her lips.

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Walking through this narrow alley, you will find a bright avenue.

"Meow... Meow... Meow ........."

There was an intermittent, faint cry, and Wen Tingwan pulled Si Jing to stand still.

"Si Jing, did you hear the kitten's bark?" Wen Tingwan frowned and asked.

It's so late, how can there be a little milk cat barking outside.

"I hear you."

Wen Tingwan looked down and saw a yellow and white little milk cat under the withered moon branches.

It's so small that it's fragile to look at.

Wen Tingwan approached and squatted.

"Si Jing, it's so small." The kitten looked dirty.

The kitten, which should have been out of the moon, was lying on Wen Tingwan's slap, which was extraordinarily petite.

Si Jing looked around, but didn't see any signs of a big cat, and then looked at the dirty appearance of the cat, it was estimated that it was abandoned.

"It's so cold this day, it's here, can it live?" Wen Tingwan suddenly felt a little sad.

But she couldn't take it away, and her aunt was allergic to cat hair.

It's already winter, and the kitten is estimated to have been thrown out not long ago, otherwise in such a cold weather, it would have been sleeping in a corner a long time ago.

Si Jing saw Wen Tingwan's embarrassment, he was not a person who liked small animals.

The kitten rubbed Wen Tingwan's palm affectionately, "Today is a new beginning in the new year, we have a fate with it, let's take it home." ”