Sang Luo went downstairs to buy mustard and the old godmother according to her request, and when she came back, she opened the door and saw Sang You with her hands on her chest, looking at him fixedly.

"Here you go." Sang Luo handed over the plastic bag in his hand.

Sang Yu did not pick up.

Sang Luo simply took it to the table and put it away, and then went into the kitchen to see the porridge she cooked, it didn't look so bad, but it was a long time and a little sticky, he turned around and wanted to take a bowl of porridge from the cupboard, but as soon as he turned around, he almost hit Sang You.

"Do you want it?" He walked around to get the bowl, then turned around and nearly hit it again.

“……”

Sang You is like a tail, he follows wherever he goes, Sang Luo is convinced: "What are you doing with me?" ”

"Why can you call him?"

Before he could answer, he asked a rhetorical question: "Why?" ”

Sang Luo leaned back against the marble platform, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Didn't you call him?" There was no other emotion in his tone, just confusion.

“……”

This time it was simply a knife in Sang You's heart.

Sang Luo: "He took the initiative to call." ”

“……”

The second knife.

Why didn't she expect that this kind of good thing would actually let Sang Luo take the lead? Why? This has just added contact information, no matter how it is counted, it has not been more than eight hours, and it has not been for half a day, is this the friendship between boys?

"What are you talking about?"

If she didn't show it, this person could follow his ass for a day, Sang Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over, then turned around to serve porridge.

Sang You hurriedly swiped his mobile phone and clicked on the chat software.

This is simply the most deserted WeChat that Sang You has ever seen, only news push and public account push, the earliest message of the contact with notes is displayed on January 1st, a series of 'Happy New Year's Day', associated with Sang Luo's urine, it is estimated that someone else sent him, and it is a question whether he ignores people or not.

Sang You glanced at it casually, poked open the familiar Xiugou avatar, and said in his heart, Sang Luo, a lazy man, didn't give anyone a note.

Sanglu: Hello, I'm Sangluo.

Yan: Hello, Zhou Yan.

And then there was no more.

What is it? It's so embarrassing that it's suffocating to chat mode, but you can actually make a phone call? Sang You's gaze moved down to continue looking.

The next message was sent at 2:03 a.m.

Sanglu: [Picture] [Picture]

Sanglu: In the last single choice, I refactored the function, but I couldn't compare the size.

Two pictures, one is the title and the other is the process of his writing. Is Sangluo crazy? Writing the inscription so late? The chickens are almost up.

Zhou Yan: The refactored function is fine, but it needs to be deformed.

Zhou Yan: This kind of question can be written down with special values and special functions, and roughly estimated, and if it is difficult to estimate, the function can be reconstructed.

Sanglu: Okay, thank you.

Zhou Yan: Hmm.

2：36。

Sang Luo: The third question in the finale of Volume 1.

Zhou Yan: The propositional background is the definition of the Riemann integral.

Sanglu: I'll find out.

Zhou Yan: Okay.

6：12。

Sanglu: I watched it, and it was very interesting.

Zhou Yan: Can you do it?

Sanglu: Barely possible.

Zhou Yan: Okay.

Sanglu: I did the fill-in-the-blank finale, and the analysis was too complicated.

Zhou Yan: There is a relatively simple way.

Sanglu: What?

Did these two not sleep all night? Sang You was shocked.

She slid her finger down and saw a voice message from Zhou Yan.

Sang You's eyes widened instantly,! Voice? Why? Why?

She hurriedly clicked on it, and heard Zhou Yan's voice coming from inside, he should be talking while looking at the picture, and his speech speed was a little slow: "Make three auxiliary lines, connect AD, CG, BF, and then look at this graphic." ”

Sanglu: You haven't slept all night?

Zhou Yan: I can't sleep when I do the competition papers.

Sangluk: Is it difficult?

Zhou Yan: It's okay.

Sanluo: I made the auxiliary line, but I didn't see anything.

Then the voice call popped up, but after only one minute and fifty-six seconds of talking, it hung up.

-

Sang You was incomprehensible, his mind was full of 'why', this chat mode was cold out of the sky, why did Zhou Yan send him a voice and make a voice call to him? It's hard to let go, for a whole day, she followed Sang Luo wherever she went, and even moved her homework to Sang Luo's room, and she grabbed most of his desk.

Sang You: "Why don't you call yet?" ”

“？”

Of course, the call did not go out, today Chinese New Year's Eve, the family is busy with the New Year, only their siblings are idle. Turn on your phone and swipe the circle of friends, all of which are sharing the daily life of the New Year.

Some people post Chinese New Year's Eve dinners, some people post New Year's gifts, and some people upload photos of going out with friends to play with fireworks...... It's very lively and festive.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the two began to act, and they must not let Chinese New Year's Eve be reduced to eating instant noodles, but not long after Sang You entered the kitchen, he was kicked out by Sang Luo.

After practicing for a few days, Sang Luo's cooking skills have improved significantly, and he can watch and eat, but it is slightly shabby.

After dealing with it casually, I saw that Sang Dad in the 'Family Tea Party' sent a few photos, and it was all big fish and meat, which was extremely rich, comparable to the full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty.

Sang You: [Speechless] [Roll your eyes]

Sanglu: Seconded.

Sang Dad: Hahaha, what are you eating?

Sang Dad: [Red Envelope]

！

Sang You clicked in, oh yes, five hundred were credited today, and Sang Luo also received one, so the family started chatting harmoniously again.

Chinese New Year's Eve, most of them are to keep the year, Sang You turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala, even if the taste of the year is now very light, but the process should not be less.

She snuggled up on the sofa, looked at it with a match, and picked up her phone from time to time to glance at the news. There is only the sound of the TV in the living room, the floor-to-ceiling curtains are half opened, the light outside the window is cast in, the color has dimmed, and the faint sound of fireworks and firecrackers can be heard in the distance, which is obviously lively, but it is extremely deserted.

At a certain moment, Sang Youcai suddenly had a sense of reality, and it was a new year.

She suddenly wanted to chat with Zhou Yan, she could talk about anything, she could talk about it. At this time, she was eager to hear from him.

However, she wrote and deleted in the dialog box, and still put down her phone in a dejected manner.

The clock is approaching zero.

Affected by the prevention and control of the epidemic, this year's Spring Festival may not be very lively, but every midnight, it seems that there will be fireworks.

Sang You climbed to the top floor, the top floor is very wide, there are many potted plants in the corner of the wall, there are many succulents, there are roses, there are cacti, there are many types, the landlord planted them.

She climbed up the ladder frame and instantly felt that the scene was incomparably vast, everything seemed to be in full view of her, the hazy night and neon lights blurred the outline of the city, and the lights of thousands of homes were strange. A little light rose not too far away, and the sound was carried by the wind.

The invisible smoke is still shrouded, but the morning sun will always rise, this is a constant law.

Sang You clicked on his phone and looked at the time.

23：58。

It's almost midnight.

23：59。

After a while, maybe twenty seconds, ten seconds, five seconds......

The moment the time jumped to 00:00, there was still silence all around, but Sang You's heartbeat suddenly became faster, and her fingertips trembled a little to click on the phone and enter the number that she knew by heart.

Toot – Toot –

Knock - Knock - Knock -

The voice of the mobile phone paused for a moment, and Zhou Yan's voice came: "Hey? ”

"Senior, I'm Sang You."

"I know, Happy New Year."

Bang-bang-bang!

The surrounding fireworks bloomed, the fire trees and silver flowers alternated, flying all over the sky, and the bright colors came into the eyes, and at that moment, the rapid heartbeat seemed to coincide with the sound of the fireworks, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was higher in frequency and louder.

"Happy New Year." Sang You said, "I hope you are happy every day." ”

She can say a lot of blessings-

I wish you a long and healthy life every year, and a long spring grass every year.

I wish you nothing to stumble on your heartstrings, and all your thoughts will come true.

But all the words swirled around in her throat, and she found that she only wanted him to be happy every day, as long as he was happy.

Resignation, fireworks every year, this is the first year for her and Zhou Yanbai.

In the future, she will fight for it, for many years.

- There is another chapter, I will stay up for a while tonight, and I want to raise the number of words in each chapter to 3000+, otherwise each chapter is very short, and the number of chapters will be very long. Don't wait, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow morning to watch [Look, go and see!] 】