Double ten

When Mu Feng returned home, he washed his hands as if nothing had happened, and made dumplings with fillings prepared with Ryan Linxuan, chatted while making dumplings, and listened to the fight between the two of them. Time passed quickly.

As the night fell slowly, the three of them prepared a sumptuous dinner. They still burned incense and made offerings to their ancestors before starting to move their chopsticks. Because they drank a lot of wine yesterday, today they ate meat with their meals and didn't drink at all.

"Bang... bang bang..." Some people began to set off fireworks impatiently. Due to the problem of environmental pollution, firecrackers have not been set off for many years. With the festive and lively fireworks blooming in the sky, all the beautiful reunion dinners are obediently It went into the stomach.

After eating, I cleared the table, washed the dishes, and sat leisurely on the sofa. The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV in front of me, but the three of them were playing with their mobile phones.

"Oh, I didn't grab it again, I'll go!" He tapped the phone screen fiercely, his anticipation turned into dark clouds in an instant, Ryan couldn't help but swear, and thought of smashing the phone.

Contrary to him, Lin Xuan, who was sitting on his right, never lost the smile on his face, quickly swipe the phone screen with his slender fingers, saying from time to time: "Hey, I got another red envelope!"

Whenever Lin Xuan "shows off" that he has snatched another red envelope, Ryan is envious and jealous, but he can't help it no matter how angry he is, the same network, the same style of mobile phone, the same dating group, the same waiting, Lin Xuan can snatch the red envelopes sent by others, but he can't. Who can blame this?

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't grab a red envelope today!" Eyes widened, focused, Ryan frantically tapped the phone screen, just hoping to grab a red envelope as a sign of luck.

"Hey, there is one, hurry up..." During the Chinese New Year, many people sent out red envelopes, and within a minute, someone gave out red envelopes again. Ryan opened it while talking, and couldn't help but scolded: "'Dear user, come here One step too late, the balance of the red envelope is zero, and I was given the lead by **~ Chirp'... Chirp your head, chirp, who wants you to chirp, what I want is a red envelope, red envelope, shit, what kind of crap, come on The whole old smash..."

Hearing his loud voice, Lin Xuan covered his ears and laughed at him: "Who told you to scold him? If you scold it, it is afraid, so of course it won't be snatched by you. You have to be nice to it, be gentle, you know?"

"Fuck it's gentleness, isn't it just a red envelope, and it's not you, why should Lao Zai be gentle with it?" Saying this, Ryan really wondered if he scolded too much, so the red envelope didn't come Already...

Lin Xuan, who was accidentally teased by him, blushed. Seeing him sitting in the middle focused on grabbing the red envelopes, he didn't notice what he said just now. Looking at the phone, as if he didn't hear what Ryan just said, he was inexplicably relieved, and his flushed face slowly returned to normal color.

It's great to have an elder who is willing to eat 'dog food'.Holding the mobile phone and looking at the profiles of the uncle and nephew, Lin Xuan supported the armrest of the sofa with one hand, his chest was full of warmth.

"Hey, there's another red envelope..." Ryan suddenly became excited. He didn't even read the notes clearly. He clicked on the chat box and quickly clicked on the red envelope pattern. I finally got the red envelope, and I also got 999 yuan, the luck of Lao Zai finally came, haha... hey... no... this is..." He returned to read the notes, his joy gradually faded, and he turned around silently , asked in a low voice: "Uncle, did you send it?"

Mu Feng raised his head and replied, "Well, it's the lucky money for you and Xiaoxuan."

"Ah, I have it too?" Lin Xuan came back to his senses, and quickly checked his phone. Indeed, he had the same amount as Ryan.

"Why, you guys are not happy? Is it missing or..." The two people who were standing and sitting were stunned. Mu Feng was a little uneasy. He didn't prepare a gift, and he followed the example of the older generation giving the younger generation lucky money. Custom, I don't know if it will make them feel uncomfortable, it seems that next time I will ask their opinions, and I can't give gifts blindly. Thinking of this, he was caught off guard by the two of them and threw him on the sofa.

"What, what's the matter?" With his shoulders leaning against the stiff armrests of the sofa, and being pressed down by the two people, Mu Feng felt a little uncomfortable, but he cared more about their feelings.

After a long time, Ryan, who was buried in his chest, murmured: "This is the first lucky money I have received since I can remember..."

Lin Xuan, who could be said to put all his weight on him, whispered, "Me too!"

"Hey, I thought you guys didn't like it..." Hearing that it was the first time for the two of them to receive New Year's money, Mu Feng felt very sad. In order to distract them, he called: "Oh, you guys get up first, I'll give you this Old bones are about to break."

"uncle…"

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The two quickly helped him up, one rubbed his shoulders, the other beat his back, he smiled and let the two sit down, and said to them: "Uncle is fine, from now on, as long as uncle is here, I will give you New Year's money every year ,OK?"

"...Okay!" The two, in their twenties, rested their heads on his lap, smiling like children.

The usual strength was just a disguise to protect himself, Mu Feng put his hands on their hair and stroked them gently.

If possible, who doesn't want to have a warm home.

I don't know, how is he?Did he go back?Today's New Year's Eve, you should be with your family, right?Mu Feng, who was determined to ignore Xia Chengfeng's affairs, was invited by Xia's father and mother to have a chat in the afternoon. At this time, he began to worry about whether that person had gone back.

Do you want to call him?The thought that popped up in his mind was immediately denied by him.

Not to mention that I have been keeping a distance from him all the time, what's more, the rejection in the morning has already chilled him. If he says he hates himself, then he really hates it.

I met him when I was in college. Although he is sometimes delicate, he is still youthful, helpful, and has good looks. He is still the target of thousands of girls on campus.

After meeting again after many years, he has become mature and stable, with more masculine charm. Not only is his career unmatched, but he also has a first-class appearance, which is the envy of his classmates in the same grade.

He is getting better and better, and the self in the mud can only look up silently, how can he get his pity?

The better he treats himself, the more he wants to run away. As he asked, it's not that he doesn't love her, but he doesn't dare to love her.

For so many years, it was rare that his mind had not changed, but it was this change that made him even more unacceptable.He can't, miss him, push him away from him, and be strangers in the world from now on, maybe it's the best result.

Yes, no phone calls!He is a big man and will take care of himself.He will understand that family affection is much more important than love.

After finding various reasons for himself, Mu Feng suppressed a certain strong impulse in his heart, and played with Rui'an Lin Xuan for several hours, and seeing that they were not in good spirits, he refused to let Shou Sui accompany him, and urged them to go to bed.

As Mu Feng got older, it was common for him to be unable to sleep. It was very easy for him to keep up with the old age.Ruilin and Lin are in their twenties, full of energy and exhausted a lot of energy. Although they can stay up all night, Mu Feng loves them and is reluctant to let them stay with them all night.

Keeping the year old is commonly known as "boiling the year".In order to welcome the arrival of the new year, the lights should be brightly lit all night, and the lights can only be turned off at dawn, which means longevity and longevity, and the incense will continue to burn.

Mu Feng doesn't care about these customs, whether he observes the new year or not, he doesn't believe in gods, how can he value it.The reason why he insisted on doing this was the memory of his deceased parents.

As the time passed, the connection with the deceased people became less and less. If there were no photos to prove it, he would not be able to remember what they looked like.

Hate time is ruthless.A helpless person's memory is limited, and as he grows older, he forgets more. In addition to using words to remember the eternity he wants to preserve most, he also continues these traditional customs so that he can remember more bits and pieces related to them.

Watching the year old, staying alone until dawn, even every second is hard to bear.

Since being accompanied by Rui'an Linxuan, Mu Feng found that he could not sit still more than in previous years.In the past, he was a typical single stick who "feeds enough for one person and the whole family doesn't worry about it". It's normal for him to be busy all day without eating. After meeting them, he should consider them in advance when doing anything. Just how come.

Hmm, gotta find something to do.From sitting blankly to playing with the mobile phone, to walking back and forth in the living room, the bored Mu Feng went to the bedroom to turn on his precious computer and surf the Internet.

What are you playing?Playing games, watching movies, visiting Zhihu? NO, these are not his 'dishes'.

After opening the text editing software, he thought for a while, typed a dozen lines on the keyboard, and posted it to his Weibo social account.

"Happy New Year, cuties." I immediately commented below after I posted it, grabbing the sofa.Seeing that there are still many sleepless fans leaving comments on this Weibo, he changed his usual indifferent personality, became more playful, and interacted with him (her).

As a silent writer, he has accumulated for many years and has a small number of fans, but he has a lot of likes and comments, most of which are his loyal fans.

He behaves the same in the virtual network as in real life, he is a very deserted person, it is really difficult for fans who can never leave and accompany him.Since writing the article, no matter how many bad reviews there are on the Internet, those people have always stood behind him, giving support and encouragement, and never wavering.He has nothing to repay, and feels that writing more articles or jokes is the most important thing to do.

He rarely replies to comments. The special treatment tonight made fans who like him excited. Each of them replied with a sentence or two. After three hours, he clicked the return button from time to time. tight.

Oops, it was even more tiring than writing.He couldn't help muttering, he didn't really feel really tired, but rather relaxed.

When writing, I just type on the computer screen. In addition to typing, I still type. When I encounter a term I don’t understand, I look it up on the Internet. It’s rigid and monotonous, especially if it takes a long time. Few, if it weren't for the support of the belief in his heart, I am afraid it would be difficult to persist until today.

Chatting with those cuties who have never met is different, or blessings, or telling interesting stories about yourself, or asking him what he had for the New Year’s Eve dinner, he really saved the dinner taken by Lin Xuan on his phone seriously The photo replied.He who rarely communicates with each other usually thinks chatting is a waste of time, but after actually trying it, he was actually fascinated.

Playing and playing, he still remembers his own job. He has already asked for leave and has not changed the text. He is concentrating on celebrating the new year. Tonight is the only time he let himself indulge.

"Good morning/night, cuties." Seeing that the sky began to turn white, he posted a Weibo to say goodbye to his fans and stop interacting.

"Good morning, have a good rest~"

"Go and rest, I'm going to sleep too soon!"

"Love you, good morning/good night..."

"..."

The fans who had been with him all night commented, which warmed his heart. Although he didn't reply anymore, he kept flipping through the comments on his mobile phone, wanting to read all the replies before going to bed, until one comment made him feel at ease Mood hit rock bottom.

"Big, big, may I ask if you and Xia Baobao broke up? Xia Baobao is going to marry another woman, is it true?"

My heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, I didn't care if I said yes, why couldn't I do it again?

Man, I just can't control my heart.