The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Sister Ye, why is she acting weird? She seems unhappy..."

Sayuri muttered in confusion, and when she turned around, she saw Ma Tianxi's expression was also a bit strange.

He had a slight expression on his face, frowning, and kept looking at the place where Ye Xuewei left.

Sayuri quietly observed Ma Tianxi's expression for a while, then suddenly said:

"Xixi..."

"What is your relationship with Senior Sister Ye?"

Ma Tianxi was startled and said with a smile: "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

He had a signature smile on his face, but if you look closely, you can see that it's a bit unnatural.

Sayuri blinked and said, "I always feel like you and Senior Sister Ye have known each other for a long time."

"Oh……"

Ma Tianxi unconsciously glanced at the direction Ye Xuewei left, and said in a casual tone: "We met when we were young and played together."

Sayuri let go of his hand, tilted her head, and said in a simple voice:

"Really? But I feel like you are a little special to her..."

Ma Tianxi's pupils moved.

"Every time you eat with the seniors, you seem to ignore her on purpose, and you seem to care about her."

"You're thinking too much. We just used to play together, but now we can't get along."

The smile on Ma Tianxi's face was a bit unbearable. He scratched his hair, put his hands on his waist, and said with some displeasure:

"Honey, are we talking about this today? To an unrelated person?"

"Okay~"

Sayuri took his hand again, patted it, and said, "I just saw that you suddenly became unhappy. I didn't want to explore your privacy."

She raised her face and looked at Ma Tianxi with a smile.

"We got together quite suddenly. We just wanted to be happy. If you have someone else in your heart, don't be too entangled. You can just say, let's separate."

The girl has very delicate makeup on her face, long eyelashes, and sparkling eyes. She has a lively personality, is pretty and has fun.

This is the type that Ma Tianxi always likes.

He looked at Sayuri steadily and answered without hesitating for too long:

"Of course I like you."

Sayuri tilted her head and smiled.

Holding his arm, her head rested on his shoulder again, her voice as sweet as ever:

"Okay, let's go inside and watch the fireworks."

Ma Tianxi looked at the crowded night ahead and let out a "hmm" sound in his throat.

...

Tang Jiao and Xiao Jingchuan walked through the crowded crowd and finally found a place with few people and a good view.

And there is also a big flat rock!

Tang Jiao casually swept away the small snow on the rocks and pulled Xiao Jingchuan to sit down.

The cold wind by the river seems to have been weakened by the overly lively atmosphere and fireworks, and it feels quite comfortable when it blows on my face.

"Oh~ It's so comfortable~"

Tang Jiao hugged Xiao Jingchuan's arm, rested his head on his solid shoulder, looked at the fireworks in the night sky, and murmured:

"Another year~Xiao Jingchuan."

His little hand felt the warm palm, and their fingers intertwined.

Xiao Jingchuan tightened his fingers and clasped her thin white hands tightly. He looked sideways at the girl's slightly raised lips and responded softly:

"Well, another year."

Xiao Jingchuan couldn't help but think about the scene where the girl spent New Year's Eve alone in the past three years.

Tang Jiao noticed the gaze on him, turned his eyes away from the sky, and turned to look at Xiao Jingchuan.

The light here is a bit dim, with only the faint moonlight and the bright light from the fireworks exploding in the sky.

Xiao Jingchuan's face was hidden in the gloom and could not be seen clearly, but Tang Jiao saw the emotion in his deep eyes.

She put her chin on Xiao Jingchuan's shoulder and smiled sweetly:

"Brother Qiao Sen gives me a huge red envelope every New Year's Eve. You asked for it, right?"

The "huge and huge red envelope" mentioned by Tang Jiao is huge in various degrees.

Every New Year's Eve, Qiao Sen would bring a lot of New Year's greetings to Tang Jiao to pay New Year's greetings.

In the first year, he stood at the door of the apartment, taller than the door frame.

The whole person was dark, but he was wearing an extremely festive red dress. He was carrying a bunch of red gift boxes in both hands, and he bared his big white teeth and said, "I'm here to wish you a happy new year."

A foreign black man celebrated the Spring Festival more energetically than anyone else. He happily said that he was the eldest brother and wanted to give little Tang Jiao a big red envelope.

Tang Jiao smiled and stretched out his hands, saying congratulations on getting rich.

Unexpectedly, when Qiao Sen turned around, a huge red envelope appeared out of nowhere. The red envelope was bigger than a textbook and was so stuffed that it bulged.

Tang Jiao was immediately shocked! !

The red envelope was heavy in my hand.

Before Tang Jiao could say anything, Qiao Sen scratched his head and said he wanted to go have a drink with Chu Fei, so he quickly got into the car and drove away.

He left behind a lot of new year gifts and a huge red envelope.

There was a thick stuffing of Mao Zedong inside, and he was very wealthy.

Every New Year's Eve after that, Tang Jiao would receive the same big red envelope from Qiao Sen.

After delivering the goods, he found various reasons and ran away quickly, making Tang Jiao dumbfounded. Naturally, he guessed something.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes showed a starry smile.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss on Tang Jiao's forehead, then stepped away and looked at her with a smile, his tone making him laugh:

"I didn't let him use such an ugly red envelope."

Thinking of that big red envelope with a strong Chinese style, the pattern is a lucky doll wearing a bellyband, holding a birthday peach and braided with peppers.

Tang Jiao chuckled.

"Brother Qiao Sen can find such a rustic, which is a high level."

"You are here!"

When the two turned around, it was Qi Dongyang and Qin Li who came to find them.

Qi Dongyang held a large box and placed it heavily on the ground with a groan.

Tang Jiao reached out and asked, "What did you bring? It's so heavy."

"fireworks."

Qin Li reached out and handed Tang Jiao a fairy stick, "Come here, Sister Qin brought it specially for you."

Tang Jiao chuckled, took the fairy wand, grabbed a large handful of strawberry candies with shiny wrapping paper from the plush bag in front of him, and reciprocated the favor.

"Here, the super delicious candy I told you about last time."

"Seriously, you, Sister Qin, are about to calm down your anger."

Qin Li took it, flicked her hair, sat down on the small stone opposite, peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with her cheeks.

Tang Jiao saw that her face was a little angry and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Dongyang squatted casually beside Qin Li and explained: "Her dad——"

"That idiot brought back a shabby girl again, and I threw away the New Year's Eve dinner."

Qin Li finished speaking in one breath, then peeled off another candy and stuffed it into her mouth. With a look of surprise on her face, she slapped the two candy wrappers into Qi Dongyang's hands.

"What a pure idiot! Let me call the mother of a girl who is one year younger than me. It's all your fault that I didn't put the soup pot on his head because you were in time!"

Qi Dongyang took Qin Li's hand and squeezed it to calm her down.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, my fault. Aren't you afraid of burning yourself?"

Tang Jiao turned around and looked at Xiao Jingchuan, both of them speechless.