The sweet smell of citrus

It's okay to do this every year in the past, but this year...

How can this year be the same?

"Squad leader, I want to tell you something."

Chapter 49

The phone was very quiet, Song Yi couldn't help asking: "Don't you have something to say? Why don't you say it?"

"Hmm..." I don't know why, it's a good thing to invite the squad leader to the house, but Cheng Jialan hesitated when the words came to his mouth.

"What's the matter, let's talk." In fact, under this atmosphere, Song Yi could already guess what Cheng Jialan wanted to say.

"It's just—" Still unable to finish the sentence, Cheng Jialan divided the question carefully, "Squad leader, don't you feel bored when you spend the New Year at home alone?"

"Fortunately."

"Well, I just want to ask you, do you want to come to my house tomorrow and celebrate the New Year with me?"

Her voice was low, and there was a bit of caution in her cheerful invitation.

She felt sorry for Song Yi being single, but she was also afraid that her 'generosity' would hurt Song Yi, so she was cautious.

Song Yi thought, Cheng Jialan is such a soft person.

She accepted Cheng Jialan's kindness, but went to Cheng's house for the New Year...

"No." Song Yi didn't want to go to Cheng's house at this time, "I can do it by myself."

"You will definitely be bored by yourself, why can't you come here?"

"There are some personal reasons." A not so pure person with a not so pure heart, wearing a good friend's skin to go to someone's house to celebrate the New Year, how strange it is to write.

Moreover, she thought that this new year, Mr. Cheng should have a lot to say to her daughter.

personal reasons...

That is, there is no way to change her decision, and Cheng Jialan suddenly felt lost, because Song Yi couldn't see her face because she was on the phone.

But just by hearing the voice, she could also imagine that the girl must have lowered her head suddenly, and her dejected look should be like a wet kitten.

"It's okay, it's not convenient this year, but there will be opportunities in the future."

"In the future? How long will it be..."

"Maybe next year, maybe in a few years."

What kind of answer is this? Isn’t it a subjective decision to go home for the New Year?

Isn't it the time when the squad leader thinks, maybe it's used, it's so perfunctory.

But after thinking about it, the squad leader resisted so much, maybe it was because he was alone and didn't want to watch others reunite on New Year's Eve.Maybe it's more comfortable when I'm alone.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jialan felt that he couldn't get angry.

"Okay, then I'll wait later."

"Yeah." Song Yi said a few comforting words, "I don't have to read all the time these two days, I can set off fireworks and talk more with my family."

"You can also have a good chat with Uncle Cheng. In fact, he loves you very much."

"Got it."

"That's it, good afternoon."

"good afternoon."

After hanging up the phone and having nothing else to do, Song Yi walked to the window sill and started watching the snow.

In fact, life can be really boring sometimes.

The circle you live in is small, and it will be even more boring after the goals you set are completed.

Especially after getting used to having people around, suddenly returning to a quiet environment alone, this kind of confusion is magnified the most.

In the afternoon, it was rare for Song Yi to read during the winter vacation.

Although she has done many of the questions here and is very familiar with the routine, but the test papers are like this, even if you know how to do it, it still kills time.

It was already night when I looked up from the test paper. After eating boiled corn, I woke up and repeated my life today. In the blink of an eye, New Year’s Eve will be here.

Song Yi went to the canteen to buy some glue, and on the way back with the glue, she ran into a few neighbors.

Everyone greeted her cordially, "Xiao Song, why don't you come over to watch the Spring Festival Gala together this year?"

"Thank you Grandma Liu, no need, I'm going to read at home." Sometimes Song Yi would think that he was able to grow up smoothly, and sometimes it was thanks to these kind people.

Smiling and brushing past many people, she was a little tired from laughing, and she just lowered her face, and when she was about to reach the door, when she took out the key from her pocket, a clear and smiling voice rushed into her ears.

"Squad leader!"

Almost instantly, Song Yi shed Zhou Zhou's indifference and silence, looked up at her with tenderness in his pupils, "Why are you here?"

Probably because of the Chinese New Year, Cheng Jialan wore a red padded jacket today, with a white plush collar around it, which clustered Xiao Cheng's face in the middle, making her look very cute.

It was very cold outside, she seemed to have stood at the door for a while, her face was a little red, "I was afraid that you, the monitor, would be bored by yourself, so I came here."

"...Are you messing around?" Song Yi frowned while opening the door with the key, and pulled her in.

Because it wasn't long before I went out, the heater inside hadn't been turned off yet, and when the door was opened, warm air rushed towards my face, and Cheng Jialan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wow, it's so warm."

"Here I come, why didn't you call me before coming?" Song Yi felt helpless, "What if I go out to buy vegetables again?"

After being scolded for a while, Cheng Jialan was not sad, she giggled twice, "Okay, isn't it because you are afraid that you will be the same as before, and won't let me come over?"