to hurt each other

The yellow leaves outside the window were blown down by the cold wind, rustling like a greeting from early winter.I just realized that before I knew it, the Chinese New Year was almost approaching. The Spring Festival is an ancient Chinese festival. Parents are not far away. No matter where they are, they will always rush to accompany their parents when the Spring Festival comes.

Luo Quanquan has already called Li Minhan many times to urge Li Minhan to go home together, but because the cutie hasn't left yet, Li Minhan always thought it would be good to be with the cutie for a few more days, but seeing that it's almost New Year's Eve, cutie There was still no movement of going home here, so Li Minhan decided to take the initiative.

"Wen Jing, it's almost New Year's Eve, are you staying at school for the New Year?" Li Minhan asked while the atmosphere was good during the meal.

Wen Jing loosened the chopsticks holding the meat, and there was a moment of stagnation, then he looked away in embarrassment, and said fiercely, "Should I report to you if I don't come home?"

"No, no, I just care about you. Just ask, classmates should help each other and take care of each other. It's almost New Year's Eve, and I'm going home soon. Look, our chef is coming home. Who Cooking for you?" Li Minhan said high-sounding words that no one would believe.

Wen Jing raised his head and looked out the window. He stayed at home and didn't go out. He didn't realize that so much time had passed. After realizing it, he realized that the winter was cold, and it was almost the Chinese New Year.For others, it is lively, and the festival of family reunion is more deserted and lonely for him.

He frowned, sighed lowly and said to Li Minhan: "Go back first, I'm a local, there's no rush to go home, remember to bring me some spicy strips from your hometown."

... "Could it be that the only attraction I have for you is spicy sticks?" Li Minhan felt an arrow shot in his knee.

"Hmm, what else?" Wen Jing said with a look of reason.

Mrs. Li can't help it. Wen Jing, a young Internet addict, probably won't go out to buy some food reserves. When the takeout is sold out during the Chinese New Year, Wen Jing will really run out of ammunition and food. Li Minhan doesn't want to go back by himself. She was still a lively young lady, and when she came back, a squirrel did it.

Sighing, Mrs. Li could only make a list and stock up at home until the day she had to go home.

The day before New Year's Eve, Li Minhan went home, but the small house seemed very empty. Wen Jing felt that it was the parents who did it, but in the end it was the children who had to bear it.Except for grandparents, probably no one in this world cares whether he is still alive, whether he is doing well, whether he is full or dressed warmly?

I want to go home to see my grandparents, but I am worried that seeing him will make the two old people think of their unworthy son.

It turns out that as the song says, the more lights you see, the more lonely you will be.Wen Jing turned on all the lights in the house, trying to illuminate every corner, but the lights couldn't shine into his heart.Think about turning off all the lights at home again, nestling in a dark bedroom, and continuing to play games. E-sports do not need sleep and emotions!

After a day of muddling around like this, on New Year's Eve, there are very few real people you can meet in the game. Basically, they all go home for the New Year, or are on their way home.After waiting for three to five minutes, no player could be matched to start a game, but Wen Jing was so bored that he could only play a game.The loud noise broke the silence of the night, Wen Jing looked at his phone, it turned out that it was twelve o'clock, and it was a new year in the true sense.

Just as Wen Jing was about to put down his phone and continue fighting in Kings Canyon, the phone rang.In this kind of family reunion, who would remember him who was alone?Wen Jing was surprised for a while.