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After eating, all the unfinished dishes were packed and put in the refrigerator, the dishes and chopsticks were washed and put into the disinfection cabinet, and he said to Song Rongzhen who was wiping his hands: "Song Rongzhen, it's still early, go back and spend the New Year with your family. It's okay with me. I'm used to it."

Song Rongzhen came over and hugged him, "It's only a year, it doesn't matter, I went back once before coming here. Wan Yu, let me accompany you, and I will go back tomorrow morning on the first day of the new year to pay New Year's greetings to the elderly at home."

"Tomorrow is the beginning of a new year, how can it be the same as today." Lu Wanyu sighed, and finally put the bracelet on his back, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead against his neck.

"It's different, so I want to spend the New Year with you." Song Rongzhen let go of him, bent down and picked him up, "Let's go to the Spring Festival Gala."

Lu Wanyu spread her legs across his waist and said with a smile, "I'm going to take a shower first, and then sit in front of the TV to watch the New Year's Eve, or I might forget."

"it is good."

After taking a bath, the two turned off the light in the living room and sat on the sofa watching TV together.

The Spring Festival Gala was still as boring as before. The two people who leaned together and covered the same blanket kissed each other at some point. They naturally approached, kissed, and then lost control.

Fireworks were bursting outside the window, and the party inside the house was noisy. It was so noisy that Song Rongzhen simply turned off the sound of the TV. . .

This may be the first time that two hearts have been so close, and it has never been so fun to abandon all the pain and barriers in the past.

After the end, Song Rongzhen kissed Lu Wanyu for a long time.

Lu Wanyu snuggled into his arms sleepily, and asked sleepily, "Is it past twelve o'clock?"

"It's over, there was a bell just now."

Lu Wanyu arched in his arms, and whispered, "Happy New Year, Rong Zhen, thank you for being with me."

"Happy New Year, Wan Yu! I will spend with you every year in the future, and we will never be separated again."

"I want to kiss—" After raising her head again and asking for a kiss, Lu Wanyu fell asleep leaning against Song Rongzhen.

Song Rongzhen didn't feel sleepy while holding him.

At home, you can't rush to take Lu Wanyu home, he is timid, and his father hasn't agreed with them yet, if he gets scared, he will have to coax him for a long time.

But he is a helpless person, so it is really not reassuring. Just like what happened to Liu Xiao last time, Song Rongzhen only learned from the police later that Liu Xiaoji hated being played by him and has been harassing others. His flower shop even beat him up. He didn't even mention these things to himself.

Sure enough, I can only find that person.

Although I don't know what happened to them afterwards, but considering that person's determination and determination, I am afraid that he has not been angry with him for a long time, and he is still fighting with himself.

Just like when he used himself to save his father's company despite that person's objections, he blamed himself to the point of insomnia, and even had nightmares, saying that his brother would hate him if he didn't want him anymore.Yet that person never blamed him.

The next day when I woke up and opened my eyes, Song Rongzhen was lying on his side, his sleeping face defenseless, Lu Wanyu raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead, and gently slid his fingertips over the long eyelashes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, during this year, Song Rongzhen did outline the outline of becoming a monk step by step in his heart, which gradually made him unable to let go of this warmth.

Lu Wanyu smiled when her finger slipped across her lips, "You're awake."

Song Rongzhen closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "You can pretend that I'm not awake and continue to peek."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes and rolled over to Lu Wanyu's body, "Happy New Year, Wanyu!"

"Happy New Year, Rong Zhen."

Song Rongzhen smiled silly, "I want to kiss you, Wan Yu."

Lu Wanyu smiled slightly, pressed his head down, and raised her head to meet him.

The two of them quarreled in bed for a while, and they didn't get up until ten o'clock.

Lu Wanyu went to the kitchen to cook breakfast, while Song Rongzhen sat in the living room and called the elders at home to wish New Year.

Boiled dumplings and eggs, some of the unfinished dishes last night were heated up.

Lu Wanyu took out the bowl to serve dumplings, when suddenly a text message came from his cell phone.

It was Song Rongzhen who transferred the money to him.

All right, what to do with transferring money to him.

Lu Wanyu clicked on the message strangely, and saw that the other party transferred 150 million in money, her hands trembled in fright, and she almost knocked over the pot.

Song Rongzhen also came over at this time, and said flatteringly, "My wife, I transferred the lucky money I got just now to you, and you can save it for me."

New Year's money?

so much? ?

"You are 23 years old, and you still ask the elders in your family for New Year's money?" Lu Wanyu frowned at him, as if he was a rice worm who didn't have a job.

"I don't have a formal job yet. Although the salary of the research laboratory is enough for me to spend on weekdays, there is no need to be polite when it is necessary."

"But money doesn't have to—"

"Oh, here we go again. Brother Ronghui gave me 50 yuan to buy clothes. Wan Yu, Wan Yu, I'll transfer it to you."

Like a child.

Lu Wanyu shook her head and didn't say anything else, let's talk about it later.

After dinner, there was a temple fair in a nearby temple, which was very lively. Lu Wanyu drove Song Rongzhen to play.

A few days after the Spring Festival, Song Rongzhen was about to fly to the United States to continue his studies. Lu Wanyu told him to go home no matter what. The two of them had been together for the past few days. Song Rongzhen was very attached to him and refused to leave no matter what.

Later, Lu Wanyu reluctantly agreed to give him the new house key in exchange.

There is nothing he can do if he doesn't have a family. Song Rongzhen has so many people who love him around him, so he can't let him do whatever he wants.

In March of the next year, the weather became warmer and the variety of flowers exploded. Lu Wanyu specially held a flower art exhibition in the store, and invited several training schools that he usually cooperates with to participate.

The place is not very spacious, so I borrowed a place outside the square.

It took about a week to prepare, and nearly fifty florists participated in the exhibition, with various flowers and various flower arrangements competing for splendor.

There were more visitors than expected, and Lu Wanyu and several teachers almost collapsed from their busy schedule.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the best flower arrangements were judged, and the exhibition ended after the awards were presented. After the guests left one after another, Lu Wanyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this kind of activity is only held occasionally, otherwise the body would really be overwhelmed.

I slept only four hours for five days in a row.

When the exhibition is over, go home and catch up on sleep.

so tired.

Song Rongzhen didn't come back until Friday night, today is Thursday, it's great, I can close the business for a day and have a good rest.

I dismantled and tidied up the venue with a few teachers who helped. I originally planned to have a barbecue together to thank them, but they said they were too tired and didn’t want to go, so they had to change it to a later date.

Holding the kanban and banners, I walked slowly back to the flower shop. There were still a lot of things to deal with in the shop, hey——

Or, wait for Song Rongzhen to come back and leave it to him?

Well--

He should be very tired when he goes to school, let's forget it.

Looking up, I saw a thin and handsome man standing at the entrance of the flower shop not far away, looking up at the sign of the flower shop.

Are you here to buy flowers?

Slowly approaching, the familiar gentle and gentle silhouette became clearer and clearer. Lu Wanyu stopped and called out in disbelief, "Brother?"

Shi Yan, who was dressed in casual clothes, looked back at him and smiled slightly, "I saw you were too busy just now, so I didn't go over to say hello, so I just came here and waited."

Lu Wanyu was at a loss, and quickly walked up to him, "Brother, why are you here? How do you know I'm here? When did you come? How long have you been here?"

There were too many things in his hands, and he couldn't get close. Lu Wanyu looked at Shi Yan in a naive way. There were too many questions to ask, and he threw them all out at once.

Shi Yan didn't answer right away, but looked at him with a smile, and reached out to touch his face after he calmed down and felt less excited, "I've grown up, much taller than my brother."

Throwing away the things in his hands, Lu Wanyu hugged him, "Brother, I miss you so much!"

Shi Yan patted him on the back with a smile, "Won't you invite me in to sit for a while?"

"Yeah!" Lu Wanyu nodded vigorously and picked up the things, "Brother, come in and sit first, I'll tidy up."

Shi Yan followed him into the flower shop and asked, "Want to help?"

"No, no, bro, just sit on the sofa by the door. I'll finish it soon."

Those messy things are thrown into the warehouse and dealt with later.

"Brother, what drink do you want?" After washing his hands, Lu Wanyu poked his head out of the operating room and asked.

"Coffee is fine." Shi Yan didn't sit down, but walked around the shop to observe.

The layout is warm and elegant, things are placed in an orderly manner, and the window grilles and paper-cuts pasted on the walls and windows for the New Year have not been removed.

Lu Wanyu made two cups of coffee and took some desserts and nuts.

After being busy for a while, the two sat down.

Shi Yan looked at him with emotion, "Seeing that you are so confident and calm, you have really grown up. In my memory, you have always been the little follower who followed me. I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Lu Wanyu scratched her ears embarrassingly, "Brother, how do you know I'm here?"

Shi Yan looked at him with her chin on her hand, and asked with a smile: "If I don't come to see you, do you plan to never come back to see me for the rest of your life?"

"Song Rongzhen really surprised me when he came to look for me. After so many years, why are you still entangled with him, huh?"

Lu Wanyu looked carefully at his brother's face, and felt relieved when he saw that he was not angry at all, and said, "He, he treats me very well now. We have been together for almost a year."

"Are you happy, Wan Yu?"

The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the flower shop, coating the flowers on the flower stand and the green plants on the wall with a soft golden light.

Shi Yan's voice was so gentle and kind, as if his years of loneliness had been smoothed away in an instant, leaving only a warm sense of happiness in his heart.

Nodding vigorously, "Well. I am very happy. How about you, brother?"

"Brother is also very happy. Brother gave birth to two babies, do you want to go and see them?" Shi Yan asked with a smile while holding the coffee cup with both hands.

Lu Wanyu nodded, "I know. Change, can another day be okay? I want to visit you with Rong Zhen."

He didn't know if Shi Yan would have any objections to Song Rongzhen, after all, he personally handled the matter back then.

"Yes, you are welcome at any time. By the way, my mobile phone number has not changed. It is still the one from six years ago. If you want to come over, call me in advance."

Lu Wanyu paused, showing self-blame, and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Huh?" Shi Yan didn't understand what he was asking at first, but it took a while to realize, smiled lightly, and reached out to rub his hair, "I'm waiting for you, Mu Qing, Meng Yun, and you. I'm afraid of you Ah, I can't find my way home."

Lu Wanyu held his hand, lowered her head and rested her forehead on the back of his hand devoutly, "Brother, I'm sorry about what happened back then, I shouldn't have said those words to hurt your heart."

"It's all over, Wan Yu," Shi Yan gently stroked his face, "I'm relieved to see you healthy and healthy. Let the past go."

"it is good."