she fell from the galaxy

Fire trees and silver flowers are never in the night, and fireworks are flying to welcome the new year.

Jincheng ushered in the next New Year's Eve.

"Oh!"

The fireworks exploded in the night sky, falling into the galaxy in a beautiful gesture...

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Secretary Xia cautiously opened the door and asked softly, "President Mo, do you need to order dinner for you?"

It was silent.

Mo Sihan wore blue light glasses, staring at the computer screen intently, without being disturbed at all.

Secretary Xia stuck out her tongue like a joke.

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

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, Secretary Xia plucked up the courage to remind in a low voice, "President Mo, tonight is New Year's Eve, don't you get off work early?"

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

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

The boss kindly let her leave work early, she is already very satisfied, who made her immediate boss a workaholic who has no sense of time?

A few seconds later, the closed door opened again. Secretary Xia poked his head out and asked, "By the way, President Mo, I'll order dumplings for you for dinner. Do you think it's okay?"

dumpling?

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

Being used to being alone, Mo Sihan seemed to be immune to festivals, but when he heard her mention 'dumplings', his heart still shook.

If he remembered correctly, he hadn't eaten it for a long time, so long that he almost forgot the taste of dumplings.

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

There was the sound of jingling and mincing stuffing in the house, and his little girl in the kitchen put on an apron and was busy happily.

"Mrs. Mo, you have worked hard!"

The breath of a man behind him came over, and his tall and slender body pressed against her from behind, and the two of them had an ambiguous posture for a while.

"Don't make trouble, you'll be seen later." The woman bowed her head shyly.

The man chuckled cheekily: "What are you afraid of? It's reasonable and legal."

There is a pink ambiguous breath flowing in the air.

After the dumplings are cooked, the steaming dumplings filled with celery and meat are served.

Mo Sihan raised his glass: "To celebrate the dumpling feast of our family of three, let's drink."

Zhu Wuyou took a shallow sip in response.

"Baby, come and have a bite." Zhu Wuyou picked up a dumpling and let it cool down, and sent it to Xiao Qingtuan's mouth.

"YUMMY!"

Xiao Qingtuan ate the dumplings with great relish.

Mo Sihan was very satisfied with tonight's dumplings, and praised without hesitation: "That's right, Mrs. Mo is quite capable."

……

Those warm images flashed by like a horse on a horse, and Mo Sihan seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

"President Mo, President Mo!"

Secretary Xia yelled several times before Mo Sihan came to his senses and let out a 'huh'

"Can I buy you dumplings stuffed with celery and meat?"

"it is good."

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

After the takeaway was delivered, Mo Sihan reluctantly 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 already formed a certain prejudice against the dumplings, and it's not that the ones made by Zhu Wuyou are not delicious.

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

Mo Sihan buried his head in his work, as if only work could make him temporarily forget the pain of reality.

At 55:[-], the fire trees and silver flowers outside the window are too beautiful to behold.

Under the night, countless golden lights streaked across the sky, scattered and rose in the form of blooms, and bloomed in the sky, which was too beautiful to behold.

Colorful sparks, like petals, gorgeous and colorful, like shooting stars, falling one after another.

Mo Sihan took off his blue light glasses, got up and went to the floor-to-ceiling windows to enjoy the fireworks show under the night.

The three of them once watched fireworks together, and the fireworks were so beautiful and romantic.

Things are different, and now even the fireworks give people a bleak feeling.

Mo Sihan thought of the conversation he had with Zhu Wuyou back then:
"What do you think of when you see fireworks?"

The man's tall figure cast a large shadow under the light, completely enveloping the woman under his air pressure.

The woman gave a bleak smile: "Fireworks in a prosperous age, full of prosperity, fireworks are easy to be cold and people are easy to disperse."

"this one?"

"Ah."

Mo Sihan laughed self-deprecatingly, and said to himself: "Sure enough, the fireworks are easy to be cold and people's hearts go away. It turns out that there are some things that have been foreshadowed."

The flood of sadness seemed to open the gate and gushed out. Mo Sihan held his heart in pain, never wanting to see this annoying fireworks again.

Those fleeting beauties will cease to exist when they are wiped out.

……

That night, Mo Sihan slept very restlessly, and had a nightmare all night.

The dream is full of images of Zhu Wuyou jumping into the sea:

"Mo Sihan, I will never love you again."

"Mo Sihan, in this life and in the next life, let's not meet again."

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

"Do not……"

The man's beast-like roar sounded, deafening and heart-piercing...

"Ah...don't! Don't!"

Mo Sihan let out a cry of surprise, waking up from a nightmare, his chest heaving violently, his slightly parted lips panting for air, like a drowning person.

After calming down for a long time, he stabilized his emotions and wiped the cold sweat off his face with his hands.

In the pitch-black room, Mo Sihan's deep and boundless eyes had not faded from fear, his thin lips opened and closed, panting heavily.

The name "Zhu Wuyou" was engraved near his heart, but he could never find her again.

Thinking of this, Mo Sihan felt as if someone had stabbed a dagger in his heart, dripping with blood, which was shocking.

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

The infinite superposition of disappointments again and again wiped out the only ray of light left in his heart, until the hope was broken little by little.

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

"My wife is very kind, but she is very stupid. Can you tell me where she is?"

Mo Sihan cried until he choked up, out of breath.

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

"Mo Sihan, you deserve it. You deserve it. You're the one who bullied the mistress who has been indulging in the magpie's nest. You've been punished now, right? Can't you get her back?"

"Mo Sihan, it was you who lost Zhu Wuyou who loved you so much..."

Mo Sihan covered his head in pain and couldn't help crying.

From the beginning to the end, the person who stayed by his side was always Zhu Wuyou, no one else.

……

Jiangcheng
On New Year's Eve this year, the Lin mansion was also deserted.

Lin Yunlang called to say that he was staying in Hong Kong City for the Spring Festival, Lin Yunfei was filming a movie abroad, and even Lin Yunpeng who was staying in Jiangcheng during the day hurriedly put down his presents and left. The lively scene before was completely gone.

"Master, are the young masters not coming back for the holiday tonight?" The butler asked again.

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

The housekeeper hesitated to speak: "Then...Miss..."

"Not coming back, miss not coming back." Lin Shaoshan waved his hands, his expression a little impatient.

Zhu Wuyou, as the only daughter of the Lin family, is not only the favorite of her brothers, but even the servants at home love her.

A little green among thousands of flowers is naturally favored.

That period of time was also the time when the people of the Lin family were most united and the atmosphere was the best.

Lin Shaoshan sighed and complained softly: "Qianyu doesn't know where he went? It's been so long and I don't know how to go home and have a look, hey! It's better not to recognize it!"

"What are you sighing about?"

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

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

"Shouldn't I be talking about her?" Lin Shaoshan became angrier as he thought about it, "I don't even look at how much trouble she and her mother have caused the Lin family!"

Lin Yunyi said displeased: "Dad, stop complaining! After all, she is your own daughter. Is there a father like you? It's fine if you don't know how to care about your daughter, and you always blame her. Where do we When you come back once, are you not talking bad about my little sister?"

Lin Shaoshan's complexion changed, he stood up angrily, and said confidently: "Am I wrong? Has she caused too little trouble for our Lin family? If it wasn't for the fact that she is my own daughter, I would have put her away." Get out."

"Do you want to drive her away, she won't come back anyway, and I don't want to see how you treated Aunt Weng back then." Lin Yunyi spoke bluntly, and said what he shouldn't have said.

Lin Shaoshan was furious, pointed at Lin Yunyi's nose and cursed: "Are you two here today to be angry with me? Get out! Get out!"

Lin Yunyi got up and left without waiting for a second.

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

Lin Yunqing found an excuse and left.

The housekeeper finally looked forward to the return of the two young masters, and now he saw them off again, and he couldn't help sighing silently in his heart: "Hey!"

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

……

People in the small town of Helian don't celebrate the Spring Festival, except Zhu Wuyou's mother and daughter.

The sea is bright and the moon is at this time.

Although far away, traditions and customs cannot be forgotten.

Early in the morning, Zhu Wuyou was busy cooking and making dumplings.

The holidays should be like a festival, and there must be a sense of ritual. For this reason, Zhu Wuyou bought fireworks to set off at night.

Xiao Tianxin danced excitedly and couldn't stop.

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

When making dumplings, Xiao Tianxin insisted on making dumplings, but her face was covered with white flour, which was very funny.

Zhu Wuyou almost laughed out loud, and the speed of making dumplings also slowed down.

Before the official dinner, under Zhu Wuyou's instructions, Xiao Tianxin sent dumplings to the decadent man opposite.

Since he speaks his mother tongue, 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, Zhu Wuyou forgot to say thank you, and felt a little sorry.

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

Ever since I heard Xiao Tianxin say that her mother is poor, the decadent man has been worried whether the child will not have enough to eat, consciously or not?
It is the adult's fault that the adult is incapable, but it should not cause the child to suffer.

The decadent man thought to himself: This bag of bread should be enough for them to eat for several days.

For some reason, he just hits it off with Xiao Tianxin.

In this way, the decadent man can't get used to Zhu Wuyou even more.