She Came To My Concert

She said Uncle, take a break and immediately got a response from her uncle.

Then you come. The uncle handed the microphone in front of her, Mr. Zhu will sing one for us.

The rest of the family didn't speak, those who played with mobile phones played with mobile phones, and those who ate snacks ate snacks, but everyone smiled in unison.

...I'll let it go.

Zhu Wenshu pushed the microphone away, I'm not feeling well today.

Sing whatever you want.

Ling Chen tilted his head and leaned over, I want to hear it.

Because of drinking, Chen's cheeks were a little hot.

When leaning on Zhu Wenshu's shoulder, she could see his red ears.

Who can stand this.

Zhu Wenshu gritted his teeth and took the microphone.

When the prelude to Ningxia sounded, Zhu Wenshu held the microphone with both hands, and Ling Chen on his shoulder rubbed against her neck.

Quiet summer~

The sky is full of stars~

Ling Chen raised his head.

I have some thoughts in my heart~

Missing your face~

Ling Chen sat up straight.

I can pretend not to see~

Ling Chen began to pretend he couldn't hear.

At the end of the song, the whole living room was silent.

Ling Chen stared at the TV series and thought a lot for a moment.

If they have a child, there is a 50% chance that they will follow along.

If this is the case, he will definitely let the child study hard, don't let the child inherit his father's career.

...What the fuck.

Zhu Wenshu broke the silence of the room with a wooden face, Is it out of tune?

Uncle thought to himself that you are out of tune.

You're not on tune at all.

No.

Ling Chen adjusted his expression and said with a smile, You have adapted it better than the original tune.

Zhu Wenshu: ...

It was nearly twelve o'clock, and the guests at home had almost left.

When Zhu Wenshu sent Ling Chen downstairs, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

What are you looking at?

Zhu Wenshu put his hands behind his back and looked in the same direction as him.

The street lamp is broken, and the property has not had time to repair it. The sky was dark and there was nothing.

Ling Chen put his hands in his coat pockets and exhaled a cloud of white air.

I remember it's time to set off fireworks.

Zhu Wenshu opened his mouth and wanted to say, don't you know that Huiyang has banned fireworks for several years.

Think again.

Ling Chen's memory of the New Year should still be many years ago.

After that, his Spring Festival turned into torture instead, and he could only watch the family reunion.

Fortunately, Zhu Wenshu was well prepared.

She tilted her upper body, and the old god said, Yes, it's time to set off fireworks.

Ling Chen was still staring at the night sky.

After a while, he heard a slight sound, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

Turning around, I saw Zhu Wenshu holding two burning fairy sticks.

Happy New Year, Ling Chen.

The silver flame flashed along the stick in the darkness into a heart shape, making Zhu Wenshu's face blurry, only his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and Ling Chen and fireworks were reflected in the pupils.

But he didn't speak for a long time.

In the beating firelight, Zhu Wenshu saw many emotions in his eyes.

In the freezing night, his hair was messy and his eyebrows were downcast, as if he was recalling the past.

Forget about the high school fireworks.

Zhu Wenshu stuffed a fairy wand into his hand, I put this for you.

Did you steal my role?

Ling Chen suddenly lowered his head and smiled, gently shaking the fireworks in his hand.

I don't have a good memory, I've forgotten all about it.

That's not OK.

Zhu Wenshu said, When you see fireworks in the future, please remember tonight's event.

Understood, I wish the teacher.

While the two were talking, the fairy stick burned out, leaving only two black sticks.

Seeing Ling Chen staring at the stick in his hand without speaking, Zhu Wenshu asked, Why, do you still want to play?

Not really.

Ling Chen sighed softly, It's been a long time since we had such a lively year.

There is a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, there are elders who can be called Mom and Dad, and there are loved ones by your side.

No more, miss her every festive season.

Suddenly, a burst of fragrance hit.

When Ling Chen raised his eyes, Zhu Wenshu's face was already close at hand.

She stepped up and kissed his cheek.

Every year from now on will be so lively. Zhu Wenshu said softly, Our home.

Ling Chen looked at her, and saw complete determination in her eyes.

He put his hand on her head, said um, then bent his head and kissed her.

On the occasion of the long cold winter and the new spring, they exchanged a gentle and long kiss.

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