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Zhuang Shihuai came to talk to Luo Zijun about business, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the man, so he dragged him to the New Year's Eve dinner. He was so familiar as if their unhappiness in the cafe had never happened that day, or as if he had figured out from the beginning that he would Go back to him again.

But in fact, I have something to ask for, and logically speaking, it is kind of others to ask me to go to the New Year's Eve dinner, so Zhuang Shihuai hesitated for a long time and went, not only going, but also brought a trunk of gifts.

When I arrived at their house in the afternoon, the kitchen and the living room were all steaming, with joyous couplets pasted on the door, intricate and beautiful window grilles on the windows, and the smell of cooking mixed with soup, making Zhuang Shihuai feel a little dazed for a moment.

It has been a long time since his parents passed away when he was young.

Although there are two people at home, his grandfather and sister, and they will prepare some dishes on the New Year's Eve, but the atmosphere on the other side of the ocean is always not as strong as here. Usually, it is a simple day and everyone drinks a little wine to celebrate the New Year. There is no Spring Festival Gala. There is no such thing as a friend coming to visit at all.

Luo Zijun enthusiastically dragged him to the balcony to chat, the two men closed the balcony door, and Zhuang Shihuai took out a cigarette: "Do you mind?" Luo Zijun shrugged and pointed to the empty living room: "It doesn't matter if the little ancestor doesn't talk, but the cigarette It’s better to smoke less, I think you are quite addicted.”

Zhuang Shihuai smiled, and changed the topic: "I'm negotiating a deal with you. I need something. It's in your ancestral house, but I don't know where it is."

"What?" "A prescription, it shouldn't work for you, but I need it very much."

Zhuang Shihuai brought the things Luo Zijun wanted to use from the United States. Luo Zijun heard that he was looking for a matching heart through various channels, so he recommended Xu Wenyuan to him. This person is the brother of his university alumni, a capitalist, and a frequent visitor to the Forbes Hurun List. In every corner of the world, it might be useful to find him.

Zhuang Shihuai felt grateful, and also felt that he and Luo Zijun had a close relationship, and there might always be a little bit of blood from distant relatives in it, and the two of them chatted a little bit of sympathy when they came and went.

There was another person coming outside, Zhuang Shihuai thought it was Luo Zijun or Dudu's friend, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After the two cigarettes were finished, he inadvertently glanced into the room through the balcony glass, and saw a pair of little wolf cubs His eyes fixed on himself.

It's him.

"Then who?" Luo Zijun followed Zhuang Shihuai's line of sight: "My child's classmate, why did you get a turkey head after running out for a while, do you know each other?" Zhuang Shihuai shook his fingers, and a cluster of soot fell from between his fingers Drop: "Few Faces."

When Zhuang Shihuai said this, Lin Xiaoyuan definitely couldn't hear him. When he entered the room and saw Zhuang Shihuai, he was stunned. Afterwards, he never came back to his senses as if in a dream, and kept staring at Zhuang Shihuai. When the stare was noticed, he quickly changed his posture, pretending to be nonchalant and standing by the sofa watching Xu Chen and the others play cards.

On the surface it looks, but the heart is broken.

He thought of ten thousand scenarios of meeting that man again, intentionally or unintentionally, he even made up his mind that he would be stunned and carried to the hotel, but this was not included, Lin Xiaoyuan was so ashamed that he looked at him for a second He didn't even dare, and he was always worried that he would be discovered by that person because of his dazed effort just now. Coupled with this funny red hair, he felt that his image at this moment was like the Great Falls of Nicaragua rushing to the sea. no reply.

Among the people in this room today, Xueba Dudu and Xu Chen are master cooks, Li Liang helped them, and within half a day, a large table of New Year's Eve dinner was served, which was delicious and delicious.

At the dinner table, Lin Xiaoyuan was arranged next to Zhuang Shihuai, not only stiffened from nervousness, but also fell silent uncharacteristically.

Lin Xiaoyuan likes to eat meat, and the big plate of potatoes and beef that Dudu made in the afternoon has already made his mouth water, but now it is placed on the other side of the table.

He wanted to pick it up several times, but he didn't dare to pass the chopsticks past Zhuang Shihuai, he could only stare at the plate of grilled rice with mushrooms and choy sum in his hand, his face was buried in the bowl.

He just wanted to minimize his sense of presence and eat the meal quickly, so he was particularly afraid that someone would pick up which pot and ask him why he suddenly wanted to dye his hair red.

Several adults talked about gossip about Li Liang's entertainment circle from work, and then talked about those colorful jokes. The few of them knew each other early, experienced many things together, and knew each other well. This friendship is not clear in a few words However, Zhuang Shihuai met them for the first time, and at most it was the second meeting with Luo Zijun. He was quite surprised by the unscrupulous chatting attitude of those people, but I have to say that this feeling of being unconditionally trusted is too much. alright.

After drinking for three rounds, Lin Xiaoyuan thought it was safe, but Luo Zijun suddenly began to spoil the scenery, and kept praising the silver-white hair that was dyed today.

Li Liang said with a smile: "Indeed, a good-looking face can handle any color."

Lin Xiaoyuan pretended to be dead, and continued to poke the mushrooms with a chopstick. From the corner of his eyes, Zhuang Shihuai caught a glimpse of bruises on the back of his hand. Some places receded, revealing a faint yellow color, and some bruises were still purple. He paused.

Lin Xiaoyuan quickly covered the back of her hands with her sleeves, and then quietly hid both hands under the table.

Luo Zijun took a sip of wine lazily: "Xiaoyuaner, is your injury better?" Lin Xiaoyuan replied obediently: "It's much better, thank you uncle."

Luo knocked on the wine glass and said, "Don't be taboo when you recover from your injury. Pick whatever you want and treat this place as your own home."

The phrase "home" popped up at this time, and suddenly hit Lin Xiaoyuan's mind, what kind of home, his home is long gone, and his mother doesn't come out of the room all day and ignores him, Lin Wei should be somewhere at this moment He is playing with his soft and cute little son in a house, who will remember him as a oil bottle?Lin Xiaoyuan felt desolate, his nose soured and he almost shed tears, fearing that others would see him, he hurriedly buried his face back in the bowl.

I heard Dudu Liangliang say: "Don't knock on the bowl when you eat, uncle, you will be poor."

Luo Zijun posted it flatteringly: "I'm knocking on a cup, besides, even if I'm poor, I won't suffer you."

What he said sounded ambiguous, but it contained infinite pampering and tolerance, and Lin Xiaoyuan was envious again. The group of people at the dinner table seemed to be used to it, and everyone looked as usual.

Zhuang Shihuai didn't understand the situation, so he listened silently, but seeing Lin Xiaoyuan's change of face thoughtfully, he put a chopstick of beef into the children's bowl.

Lin Xiaoyuan was stunned, Zhuang Shihuai said softly, "Eat while it's hot."

The pleasant voice flowed into Lin Xiaoyuan's heart close to his ears, and he suddenly lost his temper: "Ah, good."

Too stupid to say a word.

Luo Zijun didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and smiled while holding his chin: "Hey Xiaoyuan, I didn't talk like this last time I saw you. How is it? Uncle Zhuang's meat is so delicious that you are dumb?" Luo Zijun was good at it, but let Lin Xiaoyuan put a piece of meat in his mouth, neither swallowed it nor spit it out.

Zhuang Shihuai looked like a normal person.

Luo Zijun still wanted to say that a piece of shiitake mushroom was stuffed into his mouth, and Du Chengyi moved his wrist and glared at him fiercely: "You can't stop your mouth even if you eat!" Lin Xiaoyuan came back to his senses at this moment, stammering and explaining quickly : "No, I just don't have time to eat."

Luo Zijun chewed and said, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

After dinner, a group of people ate some fruit in the living room. Zhuang Shihuai went to the kitchen to make coffee. Lin Xiaoyuan wanted to spend more time with him, so he pretended to pour water and followed him. Zhuang Shihuai asked Lin Xiaoyuan behind his back like a small tail silently, "Do you want to drink milk?" He knew he was following!Lin Xiaoyuan's eyelids twitched, she was a little nervous, and she unconsciously rubbed the seam of her trousers with her fingers.

"Drink!" After thinking about it, Lin Xiaoyuan seemed to regard himself as a child, and Lin Xiaoyuan was a little unconvinced, and added: "I'm not a child!" Zhuang Shihuai passed the coffee in front of him without saying a word, his beautiful long eyelashes flashing flashed.

In order to prove that she is a reliable adult, Lin Xiaoyuan gritted her teeth and picked up the cup and took a big gulp.

Zhuang Shihuai brewed the old Luo's pure American coffee without adding any sugar or milk. This is the coffee taste he cultivated in the United States. The concentrated coffee he usually drinks is actually more bitter.

Lin Xiaoyuan really felt so uncomfortable that her nose and eyebrows were wrinkled together: "Ah, it's so painful."

Zhuang Shihuai almost laughed, and stuffed a piece of rock sugar that he had prepared earlier into his mouth: "I see, children can't bear hardships."

Now Lin Xiaoyuan was stunned and had nothing to say, he could only stare at Zhuang Shihuai with rock sugar in his mouth, he found that this person was silent at the dinner table, and he was really bad in private.

Seeing that the kid was about to lose face, Zhuang Shihuai accepted it as soon as he saw it. He pointed to Lin Xiaoyuan's hair: "It's beautiful."

Zhuang Shihuai didn't have much expression on his face, but Lin Xiaoyuan saw a trace of sincere praise in his eyes.

His eyes lit up: "Really!, but this auntie color..." After finishing speaking, he probably felt that the words were inappropriate, and touched the back of his head: "This red teacher Tony doesn't think it suits me!" "Just as long as you like it." !" "I like it!" Lin Xiaoyuan mouthed again, almost biting off her tongue: "I like red! But I'm too dark."

"Wheat color is very healthy and energetic."

Zhuang Shihuai said gently: "And red is good, festive. Of course, your black hair is also good."

Lin Xiaoyuan looked at him in shock, the milk glass in his hand was trembling: "Do you remember me?!" He still remembers me!Lin Xiaoyuan's heart was overflowing with joy.

"Ok.

Was the man caught later? "Ah... cough... caught, caught, and beaten by a group of people on the ground, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen!"It is said that he harassed two little girls again. I rely on this kind of scum to do what I say, and just use a knife to cut off his children and grandchildren, and let him be full of filth all day long! "Lin Xiaoyuan was a little shy at first, but when he talked about that pervert, he gradually revealed his true colors, danced and danced in high spirits, and at the last moment he slapped the marble counter hard, causing him to shake his hands in pain.

After blowing his palms for a long time, he turned his head and saw Zhuang Shihuai tapping him again and smiling, his long eyelashes fluttering, like butterflies, very beautiful.

The Spring Festival Gala on the TV was buzzing, and the adults in the living room were chatting while peeling melon seeds and peanuts. Dudu yawned and nestled in Luo Zijun's arms, squinting and rubbing his chest from time to time, like a cat.

Lin Xiaoyuan dozed off on the sofa cross-legged with a pillow in her arms, her brows subdued her usual hostility, and she looked a little obedient. Although this kid is a late-sleep and late-rise demon king, twelve o'clock is already the tipping point for him to get sleepy.

He swayed from side to side and started to sway, fell to Zhuang Shihuai several times but was supported by him, in the end he simply supported Lin Xiaoyuan's head and gently laid him flat on the sofa, and he was ready to leave.

Luo Zijun said with a smile, "If you have no plans for the second half of the night, you can stay here. Anyway, I have a lot of sofas and beds here."

Zhuang Shihuai waved his hand politely: "Don't bother."

He was originally a person with a strong sense of private domain, and most of the time he was polite and alienated. Besides, he felt that the relationship between himself and today's group of people was not yet familiar to this point. It was not easy to get together for a New Year's Eve dinner, so there was no need to stay overnight. up.

Dudu rubbed his eyes and woke up to see him off. Lin Xiaoyuan woke up too, but before he recovered, he sat on the sofa in a daze. Zhuang Shihuai took out a red envelope for Dudu, and Dudu took a look at Luo Zijun, Teacher Luo Nodding his head, he accepted it.

Lin Xiaoyuan was a little disappointed and a little envious, but he knew that Zhuang Shihuai probably didn't know he was there when he came, so it was reasonable to be unprepared, he couldn't have emotions, he could only try his best to control his expression.

He didn't want the money, but he really wanted the man's gift, whatever it was.

Unexpectedly, after Zhuang Shihuai exchanged pleasantries with them, he actually took out another red envelope and handed it to Lin Xiaoyuan. It looked like it was still handmade, but it was a bit rough, and the fresh glue on it hadn't dried completely.

Zhuang Shihuai said: "I didn't expect you to be there, so I didn't prepare two in advance, so I could only ask Teacher Luo for a piece of handmade paper."

Lin Xiaoyuan slowly digested the meaning of his words, then looked down at the red envelope again, only to see a few dignified and solemn characters on the cover: health and safety.

Lin Xiaoyuan didn't know at this moment how heavy and far-reaching the meaning of these four New Year's greetings to Zhuang Shihuai was.

A bright smile slowly wiped off his face, Lin Xiaoyuan held the red envelope and stuck it to his chest and said, "Thank you!" Outside the window, the first bunch of fireworks of the new year rose up.

Lit up every face in the room.

I don't know who yelled: "It's snowing!" Everyone responded to look, and there were goose feathers and heavy snow falling in clusters in the fiery trees and silver flowers all over the sky. According to this posture, after one night, tomorrow the whole world should be white.

This is the first heavy snow this year.

For no reason, Lin Xiaoyuan thought of a saying appropriate to the occasion, auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year.

It's a good start.

The title of this chapter should be read in conjunction with the previous chapter.

The bottom of the sea is the sky and the moon, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart.

Today is Valentine's Day, happy holidays everyone.

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