Bailangbian

After not coming for a long time, Song Fengfeng's younger brother no longer recognizes Yu Dong.

Yu Dong was sitting in the living room, very nervous, Song Yingxiong was working in the kitchen and didn't say hello to the two of them, but Aunt Cai was enthusiastic and kept calling the child Yu Dong's "brother".

It hasn't been long since the child learned to speak, but he can repeat words clearly. Looking at Yu Dong, he timidly said: Brother.

Song Fengfeng clutched his chest and fell on the sofa: "I'm going to die of anger."

Yu Dong: "???"

Song Fengfeng hooked his fingers at the child in a lying down position: "What did you call me?"

Child: "Heifeng."

Song Fengfeng picked up the child and made a gesture to spank him.The child laughed and struggled in his arms, scratching Yu Dong's arm with his fingers.

This kid played a certain role in making Song Yingxiong change his mind.

According to Aunt Cai, she persuaded Song Yingxiong to take it easy for three reasons: one is that Yu Dong is very capable and he will definitely not suffer in the future;And the third point, which finally made Song Yingxiong a little loose, was "Anyway, there is still a son."

Yu Dong found it quite interesting.In his view, each of these three reasons is not convincing.

But it's just that Song Yingxiong takes this set.

The New Year's Eve dinner is underway, the table is full of seafood and mountain specialties, and the interview program before the Spring Festival Gala is on TV. Song Fengfeng holds his brother in his arms and insists on feeding him a vegetable.

"This year is the neatest." Aunt Cai said with a smile after she sat down.

Song Yingxiong looked unhappy, but said nothing.

Yu Dong ate this meal with apprehension.Song Yingxiong didn't say a word to him the whole time, but silently drank the wine Yu Dong poured for himself.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong were in charge of washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Yu Dong quietly asked him what to do next, and Song Fengfeng replied, "I don't know."

Yu Dong: "...Then, it's okay. Take your time."

Song Fengfeng: "You are right in everything you say."

Anyway, there is no better way, this is not something that can be changed overnight.

The Spring Festival Gala has already started. Various foods and fruits are placed on the tea table. Song Fengfeng's younger brother is rolling around on the sofa, grabbing a dinosaur and kissing it.

Yu Dong didn't dare to stay too long, seeing ten o'clock, he got up to leave.

He was afraid that if he stayed here for a long time, Song Yingxiong would be dissatisfied.

Song Fengfeng wanted to see him off, but before leaving, Song Yingxiong handed him a red envelope.

"For me?" Song Fengfeng held it and was about to tear it apart.

"It's not for you!" Song Yingxiong scolded, moved his chin, and motioned to Yu Dong who was wrapping a scarf around Song Fengfeng's neck behind Song Fengfeng.

Song Fengfeng blinked, and handed the red envelope back to Song Yingxiong: "The man is here, you give it to him yourself."

Song Yingxiong snorted, turned around and walked towards the living room.

Song Fengfeng had no choice but to turn around and put the red envelope into Yu Dong's coat pocket.

Yu Dong: "?"

Song Fengfeng reminded: "The lucky money given by my old man, you go home and put it under your pillow, and you can take it out after the Lantern Festival, otherwise you won't grow taller."

Yu Dong was taken aback, held the red envelope and hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "It's really from my uncle? It wasn't you..."

"Of course not me." Song Fengfeng shrugged, "He is too shy to give it to you directly."

Yu Dong pushed him, flashed out from the door, and thanked Song Yingxiong.

Song Yingxiong ignored him, and Aunt Cai waved goodbye to him with the child in her arms.

"You don't need to give it away." Yu Dongzhen put the red envelope away seriously, "Tomorrow...see you tomorrow?"

Song Fengfeng thought for a while, then nodded: "See you tomorrow."

In the thirty-year-old city, the bustling places and quiet places are clearly separated.

Even the bustling city center in the past has become deserted.

People are running to the warmest places on cold winter nights.

Yu Dong waited for a long time on the street before he got a taxi.He was not used to talking to strangers, but this night he talked a lot with the driver.

The driver is also a local. There is a child who is studying in No. [-] Middle School.

Yu Dong thought to himself that Sun Wuyang was also a freshman teacher, so he asked him if he knew him.

The interpersonal relationship in the small city is really a coincidence: Sun Wuyang happens to be the physics teacher of the driver's daughter.

"Then your child's grades must not be bad." Yu Dong said, "Ms. Sun only leads top classes."

The driver chuckled and said, "It's not bad, and it's not good either," but an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

The windows of the car were closed, and Yu Dong saw children playing with fireworks in small groups on the street.With the sound, the fireworks jumped into the sky and exploded again.

The night is brightened by scorching light.

"Aren't your family worried about being outside so late?" the driver asked him.

Yu Dong's hand was in his coat pocket, where there was a red envelope from Song Yingxiong.

"I'm going home now," he said.

Fireworks and firecrackers were not allowed in the community where he lived, so Yu Dong walked through the chilly courtyard and went straight to the apartment building where he lived.

When he was studying abroad, it snowed every New Year's Day.After coming back for two years, he never saw snow again.

Yu Dong doesn't like snow very much.Compared with winter, he prefers summer, with wind and rain, and the sun is scorching hot.

There was a couplet and a pair of happy door gods pasted outside the house, and he suddenly remembered the stickers of the door gods outside the old house on Xing'an Street, the two red faces that gradually turned pale in the sun.

The floor lamp at home was left on, Yu Dong sat on the sofa, silently looking at the city outside the balcony.

There are fireworks constantly rising in the corners of the city, one after another.

"I'm back." He texted Song Fengfeng.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and Song Fengfeng went downstairs with a big firecracker that sounded [-] times.Song Yingxiong originally wanted to order, but Song Fengfeng volunteered to accept the task.

"Old Dou, sit at home, and I'll light a cannon." Song Fengfeng said, "You can enjoy it upstairs."

Song Yingxiong was very surprised: "What happened to you this year, so good?"

Song Fengfeng thought for a while: "Have I become better?"

After thinking about it carefully, he found that he had indeed changed.With Yu Dong, no matter what he says, Yu Dong will respond, no matter how he expresses his feelings, Yu Dong will give him a full response, even more enthusiasm.

Yu Dong taught him all the methods he failed to learn from Song Yingxiong and his mother when he was a child.

Song Fengfeng thought to himself that he had indeed changed.In the past, no matter what, it was impossible to say "I love you, old man" to Song Yingxiong.

Some things can be understood without saying them, but only when they are said, can we know its magic and beauty.

There was a special area for fireworks in the community, and Song Fengfeng kept checking the time on his phone.As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, he lit the firecrackers.

For a time, the sound of cannons was deafening.The men in charge of firing the guns ran aside one after another to avoid the bright light.Song Fengfeng was the fastest sneaker. While running to a quiet place in the community, he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Dong.

Yu Dong was watching a movie at home, when he saw his phone vibrate, he knew it was Song Fengfeng.

"Happy birthday." Song Fengfeng said loudly, "Happy New Year!"

Yu Dong smiled: "Are you going to do this every year? Just bless me?"

"Of course. It's like this every year." Song Fengfeng said seriously, "It will be like this every year in the future."

He didn't say much, and Yu Dong knew he had to go back, so he didn't say much, and they said goodbye soon.Song Fengfeng stomped his feet in the small pavilion, looking at the crackling firecrackers in the distance.

Yu Dong is alone at home, he can't let him spend the special day of the year alone.

After returning home, the younger brother who was awakened by the sound of firecrackers had just finished crying, and immediately stretched out his hands when he saw him, asking him to hug him.Song Fengfeng picked him up, kissed his chubby face left and right, handed the child to his stepmother, and then picked up his coat from the sofa.

"Where are you going?" Song Yingxiong was taken aback.

Song Fengfeng put on his coat: "I'll go back to Yu Dong's side. He's the only one at home."

Song Yingxiong didn't speak.

"Today is Chinese New Year." Song Fengfeng said, "The first day of the new year is his birthday, have you forgotten?"

"Oh!" Song Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, "I really forgot!"

He was annoyed for a moment, and quickly took out his wallet: "My red envelope is short, you can take another 500 yuan back..."

"No need." Song Fengfeng thought it was too funny, "You like him so much, why didn't you say a word to him just now?"

He criticized his father seriously: "He came to have a meal, I'm afraid he'd be scared to death, and you still have a dark face."

Song Yingxiong: "...not big or small!"

Song Fengfeng put the hat of his coat on his head, and went out with a smile.

There must be no taxis at this point, so he took the keys of his stepmother's electric car in his hand, and then rode the electric car all the way to Yu Dong's house.

After watching a movie, Yu Dong sent Song Fengfeng a message to say good night, but did not receive a reply from Song Fengfeng.

Song Fengfeng called directly: "Open the door, I'm outside."

Yu Dong jumped off the bed, ran to the door wearing only a pair of slippers, and opened the locked door.

Song Fengfeng was shivering outside the door.It's too cold to ride an electric bike at night in winter.

"What are you doing back?" Yu Dong asked him blankly.

"Come back and kiss you." Song Fengfeng held his face in his cold hands and kissed him accurately, "You are so warm."

Yu Dong was shivering from his touch: "Go take a hot bath..."

Said and drove him into the bathroom.

Song Fengfeng will come back, which is beyond Yu Dong's expectation.He was indeed happy, walking around the house, and finally stopped outside the bathroom door, talking to Song Fengfeng through a door.

After washing away the chill, Song Fengfeng also became a warm person.Lying on the bed with Yu Dong, he quietly put his hand under the pillow, and also found a red envelope.

Song Yingxiong gave Yu Dong lucky money, and Yu Dong gave him lucky money in turn.

Song Fengfeng remembered that when he was celebrating the New Year at Zhou Lan's house, he was also squeezed into the small bed with Yu Dong like this.There is a red envelope bag under each pillow, which is the New Year's money that Zhou Lan gave to the two children.

"Grow up quickly." Song Fengfeng told Yu Dong.

Yu Dong has been smiling since he stepped through the door. "Gong Xi Fa Cai." He responded to Song Fengfeng.

"Vulgar." Song Fengfeng pouted, "I want to hear something else."

Yu Dong: "What else?"

Song Fengfeng: "It sounds better."

Yu Dong narrowed his eyes, showing a little shy expression on his face.He leaned close to Song Fengfeng's ear and whispered a few words.

Song Fengfeng didn't say a word, but stretched out his arms and hugged Yu Dong in his arms.

"Me too." He said in a low voice, "I love you."