Lose 100 million today

They kept arguing for hours, and finally, for the sake of the New Year, they were asked to move after the New Year.

At that time, all illegal buildings in this area will have to be demolished. Some people are not convinced, but there is nothing they can do.

After Chuzheng and Yu's father bought a gold-inlaid bowl at home, Yu's mother didn't let them go out, and they bought everything in a few days.

Chuzheng sits at home every day, doing nothing.

The good guy card hasn't been here very often these past two days, maybe he's busy with the lottery.

Although they are all about to celebrate the New Year, after ten years, all the Spring Festivals do not fall on the same day.

Cheng Mu was many days in advance.

——Don’t go out with your classmates?

Chuzheng knew that Cheng's father and his stepmother were not at home, and he was the only one at home at this time.

"It's boring." Cheng Mu huddled in his chair, eating ice cream with his legs crossed.

——You still eat ice cream when it’s so cold?

"...I'll just eat it!" You care about me!

Chuzheng could hear the fireworks over Cheng Mu. The boy was sitting alone in a chair, with the dim light falling on him, feeling inexplicably lonely.

He held the spoon and started digging, looking slightly depressed.

The cell phone rang and stopped on the table, then stopped and rang again, and finally went silent.

Chuzheng was not in a good mood as she sat there. She walked back and forth in the room, looking at the mirror with increasingly strange eyes.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng pulled out a chair and sat down.

——Cheng Mu.

"Huh?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what Chuzheng suddenly asked him to do.

--you have me.

The young man was stunned for a moment.

The writing on the mirror is correct and beautiful.

Cheng Mu didn't recognize these three words at this moment.

What does she mean?

Cheng Mu inexplicably heard his own heartbeat, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the ice cream cup.

After a few seconds, the boy relaxed, scooped out a piece of ice cream with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth: "Sister, you are ten years older than me. Even if you think I'm handsome, why don't you just make an idea of ​​me?"

——Ten years later, you will be one year older than me.

"..." The ice cream melted on the tip of the tongue, and it was cold from the throat to the chest, and the limbs became icy: "Then have you found me ten years from now?"

When Cheng Mu first heard the news, he didn't show much reaction.

But does he really not care?

Ten years later, where was he?

Why are there no traces at all?

——Cheng Mu, I will wait for you in ten years.

when--

The twelve o'clock bell rang when Chu Zheng finished writing the last word, and a cluster of fireworks bloomed outside the window, and the light faded and shrouded the young man.

He stared blankly at the words on the mirror and didn't respond for a long time.

Cheng Mu couldn't even remember how he finally went to bed to sleep.

The next day, Cheng Mu was awakened by a knock on the door. Cheng's father's voice came through the door, asking him to change clothes quickly and go out.

The process was the same every year. Cheng Mu had no expectations and didn't want to get up. He slumped on the bed for a while.

After finally getting up, I found a box on the table with a note under the box.

Cheng Mu suddenly remembered what happened last night and hesitantly pulled out the note from under the box.

--Happy New Year.

Cheng Mu held the note and looked at it for a long time, then finally put it down and opened the box.

The box contained very ordinary bear-shaped biscuits, which are very common and even made by many people.

However, when Cheng Mu saw the cookies, his eyes felt a little sour.

This bear biscuit was different from the others, and Cheng Mu could recognize it at a glance.

He pinched a piece and put it in his mouth and bit it. It was crispy and sweet, just like in his memory.

Cheng Mu sat down with the box in his arms and looked into the mirror. There seemed to be broken lights flashing in his dark and deep pupils.

His dry lips opened and his voice was hoarse: "How did you find this?" In his world, this product had been discontinued long ago and could never be found again.

He didn't ask if the people over there were there, but his intuition told him that they must be there.

She was pressing herself.

Wait for him.

Sure enough, writing quickly appeared on the mirror.

——Ask your friend. Like it?

"..." Friend... Li Huan? Only he should know. "It's been discontinued. Ten years from now, will it still be there?"

——Not here.

"Then how did you..."

——Although the factory is no longer there, the people and the formula are still there, so it is not difficult to make it again.

——As long as you like it.

"……Thanks."

--You're welcome.

Cheng Mu held the box and suddenly smiled. It only lasted for a second. His smile faded slightly. He quickly closed the box and put it in the drawer: "My dad called me, I'll go down first."

Cheng Mu left the room without waiting for Chuzheng's reply.

The door closed, Cheng Mu pressed his back against the wall and took a breath.

He didn't actually like that biscuit much, but his mother did. Whether she was happy or unhappy, she would always buy that biscuit.

So, after he heard nothing from his mother, he would always buy these biscuits.

later……

He couldn't find it.

Just like his mother, she suddenly disappeared one day.

"What are you doing standing here? Why are you like this without changing your clothes? Why are you going against me during the Chinese New Year?"

Father Cheng appeared at the stairs at some unknown time and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Cheng Mu came back to his senses and realized that he had come out too hastily just now and was still wearing pajamas.

Cheng Mu glanced at Cheng's father, didn't say anything back, and asked the servant to get his clothes out.

Cheng's father originally wanted to scold him, but thinking about how rare it was for Cheng Mu to talk back to him, he didn't say anything in the end and went downstairs with a straight face.

-

Cheng Mu was forced to participate in family activities, and he was completely absent-minded. When someone said hello, he responded rudely.

Cheng Mu hated such hypocritical occasions, and these people didn't necessarily want to talk to him. They were forced to talk to Xuan because of their status.

Cheng Mu was very busy in the next few days.

When he came back occasionally, he seemed to avoid Chu Zheng, either sealing the mirror or not appearing in the mirror.

But Chuzheng was very angry.

Even if she couldn't touch it, she couldn't even look at it now.

Is there anyone worse off than her?

This is not okay, boss!

But there is nothing I can do, I’m so angry.

I want to do something that socialist successors would not do to cleanse my soul.

Chuzheng finally caught a good guy today.

——Why are you hiding from me?

"No." The boy answered quickly: "I've been very busy recently."

He didn't lie either, he was really busy.

He was busy meeting relatives who had turned countless corners, and meeting people from Cheng's father's business.

--oh.

The word "Chu Zheng" was too cold, which made Cheng Mu feel uncomfortable, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Cheng Mu was walking back and forth where the mirror could not reach him, rubbing his hair a little irritably.

He glanced at the mirror. There was only his own room in the mirror, but he seemed to be able to see the person on the other side of the mirror through the mirror.

What will she look like in ten years?

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