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Firecrackers have been sounding intermittently in the community since a month ago, and firecrackers and fireworks are flying together as the Chinese New Year approaches. From the occasional crackling sound at noon and night to non-stop ringing from morning to night.I can bear the noise at noon, and it’s okay to ring in the evening. What kind of firecrackers and fireworks are set off in the middle of the night! !

Waking up again by the deafening sound of fireworks outside the window, Sanzhi opened his bloodshot eyes and wrapped the quilt tightly in hatred, tucking the corners of the quilt tightly together in an attempt to block out the sound of fireworks that disturbed people's slumber.

In the empty night, there was a melodious snoring sound like a sow's nose protruding. The high-pitched sound was delayed for four beats and then changed to four beats. Finally, the snoring sound was lowered. Outside the house, there was a huge sound of fireworks rushing up into the night sky and shattering violently. The windows also vibrated.

Hiding in the sweltering quilt and still hearing such a huge and thicker sound, it almost made me want to go crazy, Sanzhi couldn't control the jaws grinding fiercely, trying to vent the anger in his chest.Fireworks are set off every day, and firecrackers are played every day.It hasn't stopped in the past week, as if wishing that others would not know that it was the Chinese New Year, wishing that others would not know that there was a happy event at home.What a shame!

Throwing off the quilt, Sanzhi got up and went to the bathroom with his swollen eyes open.Voice-activated night lights were installed at the door and in the corridor of the living room. With a click, the soft and weak light came on, illuminating a distance of one meter in front of you.In the living room, Dad curled up and slept on the not-so-spacious sofa, half of the heavy quilt slipped off his body, his two feet passed through the arm of the sofa and rested on a plastic stool of the same height, and his face turned into the sofa with a dull sigh. Breathe, the snoring will stop.

Sanzhi re-tucked the quilt for Dad with the faint light, and stuffed the extra quilt tightly under Dad.After entering the bathroom to solve the storage problem and then returning to the room, under the quiet night sky, there is only the bright afterglow of the fireworks after they burn out, which slowly fades away after a few seconds, and then returns to darkness and silence.

Everything returned to calm, only my shallow breathing and the vibration in my chest could be heard.Sanzhi closed his eyes and planned to sleep, counting silently in his heart: one one, rather one, one one, rather one, one one, rather one, rather one, rather one, rather one... fell asleep.

At 04:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang, San Zhi unconsciously picked up the phone and turned it off, dozed off and floated into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the soaked rice last night, a small piece of marinated lean meat, and two preserved eggs and threw them into the rice cooker Pot, press the button to cook porridge, then return to the room like a ghost and fall asleep.

Ning Yi took care of her mother too diligently, and even put up with her own illness. As a result, she went to the hospital again with stomach ulcers, and San Zhi forced her to take a good rest as long as she was busy with work. For breakfast, cook delicious porridge according to the lazy method taught by Ning Yi.

At six o'clock in the morning, Dad would get up. After washing, he would pack a portion of the porridge cooked in the kitchen and take the first bus to the hospital.After Ning got sick, she didn't go to Sanzhi's mother, and didn't let Sanzhi tell her family about her illness, but let her say that she was too busy recently and didn't have time.Dad saw that Sanzhi suddenly started cooking porridge, and he knew something in his heart. After asking Sanzhi, he said, "This child has a heart." Standing at the entrance with the insulated box in his arms, he said, "Don't go to Mommy's place in the morning, send it to me." After finishing the porridge, I have to go to the hospital and I have to go to work too late, at noon...I told you to learn to cook but not to learn, it’s not easy to cook now." At the end, he said this sentence suddenly, his eyes drifted and he hurried out.

Sanzhi watched his father go out in a hurry, his eyes lit up, and most of the haze in his heart was dispelled. After carefully thinking about the last sentence, the smile on his face widened and widened, and the corners of his mouth Lie almost to the eyebrows.This is the father who said before that if she dared to fall in love with a woman, her leg would be broken. Although she didn't really have her leg broken after the incident was exposed, the daily sneering and sarcastic remarks were extremely uncomfortable.But now his attitude has softened! ! !The implication is not only to cook porridge, but also cook for Ning Yi if he can cook? ? ! !It must be so! !marvelous! ! !

My mother was finally discharged from the hospital five days before Chinese New Year, and she was ordered to go home to help as soon as she knew that she would be on holiday in three to two days, and she was not allowed to stay.Sanzhi kept thinking about one thing: Mom said not to stay after the holiday, so can I stay somewhere in the last two days before the holiday?She didn't dare to call to ask, so she thought of a way. According to the previous rules, mother would check the guard at least three times a day. If the phone didn't ring in the morning and noon, then she could go to Ning Yi's secretly.

The morning time flies by, the phone is quiet, and I am afraid that I will set the phone to silent, turn it on and turn it over and over again, but I don’t see my mother’s missed call on the screen.The closer the holiday gets, the more distracted people become.Although everyone has been separated from the students for many years, the heart of looking forward to the holiday is still the same as when we were young.The minute hand turns to 12, and everyone packs up their things and punches away.

Sanzhi went downstairs with her bag, and while waiting for the elevator, she kept holding her mobile phone and wanted to call Ning Yi.The elevator opened, crowds of people poured in, and there was a quiet fragrance next to it, stronger than Ning Yi's body, and it smelled good.Sanzhi had a good impression of this perfume, so he deliberately turned his head, only to see Ding Xue in a black coat standing tall and graceful behind her, she turned her head and whispered to the elegant and refined Zheng Pin'an.While speaking, soft and wavy hair like seaweed swept between the three necks, itching, and bright eyebrows.Zheng Pin'an noticed her gaze, and after answering Ding Xue in a low voice, he slightly clasped his fingers towards her, with a warm smile on his face, but he gave affectionately to the woman beside him.Sanzhi nodded in embarrassment, pulled the corner of his mouth and silently said a few words to him, and turned to look at the elevator door after he smiled.

Eagerly wanting to see Ning Yi, he finally resisted the urge to call and hired a taxi to go straight to Ning Yi's home.As soon as the key was turned, Miao Miao, who had smelled the smell, had already looked up at her at the door, with earnest concern in her eyes.Sanzhi squatted down and picked it up, brushed the soft fur on its head and said with a smile: "You are warm to me only when I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

Miao Miao changed her posture comfortably, clasped her little paws on Sanzhi's chest, curled up her little beard, and let out a lazily cry.Sanzhi ruffled the soft hair on its head vigorously, and followed into the kitchen.There was a brown casserole on the black marble table. Sanzhi opened it and saw that the thick mushroom porridge was still warm. He took out the iron spoon hanging on the wall and dug into it to swallow it. It was lightly salty and fragrant. It is warm and refreshing. I guess Ning Yi cooked it before going to work in the morning and drank it when he came back at noon. Do you want to drink it at night after leaving these?

Although it was delicious, Sanzhi frowned and poured the porridge into a porcelain bowl, washed it and washed the rice again, but what kind of porridge should I cook?Preserved egg porridge with lean meat was cooked in the morning, and lean meat porridge with mushrooms was also available at noon. She wanted to cook some other nutritious porridge for Ning Yi.Miaomiao lay on the stage wagging her snow-white tail and looked at her leisurely, Sanzhi glanced at it and continued to think.

"Hey, mom, do you know what kind of porridge to cook for the patient is more nutritious?" Sanzhi held his head and thought for a long time but didn't know what to cook, so he called his mother bravely.

"Huh? There are preserved egg and lean meat porridge, eight-treasure porridge, yam and radish porridge, and millet porridge... Are you cooking porridge for the patient? Who?" Mom said a series of porridge names without thinking, and immediately asked if she was cooking porridge for the patient.

"Mom, please report slowly... Well, that patient is a good friend of mine. She has been ill recently. I want to cook some porridge for her. Ahem, Mom, can you tell me something simpler? I have carrots in the refrigerator , white radish, shiitake mushrooms, leeks, shallots, pumpkin, what kind of porridge can you cook?" He vaguely said that he was a friend, and he changed the subject immediately, fearing that his mother would cling to him, and reported everything in the refrigerator to his mother. Listen, interrupt her.

"Huh?" The other side drew a doubtful tone, "Don't tell me everything, pumpkin porridge is also available, but you certainly can't make it! There are radishes and yams, right? Then you can make this, it's easier." Mom Rolling his eyes, he let the three to no silver three hundred bluntly change the subject.I'm busy today, so I don't have time to explore.

According to mother's instructions, Sanzhi cut the carrots and yams step by step, put the rice into the pot, put the radish and yam into the pot, everything was arranged, and Sanzhi checked it one last time and said to her mother: "Put down the carrots and yams, it's still ok." Can you put anything else? Can you put diced meat?”

"Well, it's all right. What? You put carrots??? You want to put white radishes!" Mom just nodded when she heard that it was carrots, and she was stunned. How could you put carrots?When she heard that there was white radish in the name of the dish reported by Sanzhi, she subconsciously omitted the word white, but she didn't expect Sanzhi to cut the carrot directly, alas.

"Mom, aren't carrots and white radishes similar?" Sanzhi then realized that he had cut the wrong radish, but both are radishes with different colors, so it doesn't matter if they are mixed up?

"It's almost the same! Eat radish in winter and eat ginger in summer. I mean white radish, not carrot. White radish is better for health. You can quickly cut a piece of white radish and put it in the pot with a hob. As for the meat and mushrooms, you can do whatever you want. I will hang on It's not worth it to instruct Sanzhi to waste half an hour, and she is not at ease with Sanzhi's cooking skills, after all, people who can fry an egg and make the house full of smoke are really not at ease.Maybe that patient friend drank her porridge and his condition got worse. It's really a sin.The mother continued to pack things while complaining about her poor cooking daughter, completely unaware that Sanzhi cooked the nutritious porridge in the morning these days.

Since my mother said it could be put, Sanzhi immediately peeled and cut the white radish into pieces, then cut a small piece of meat into diced meat, then took out some shiitake mushrooms, washed them and crushed them, and took out a small piece of meat without stopping. Cut a piece of ginger into small dices, put them all into a pot, and boil red, white and white into one pot.Sanzhi put the lid on the pot with a guilty conscience, and comforted himself, it should look good when cooked...

In the following time, San Zhi dried the clothes in Ning Yi's washing machine, took the opportunity to sniff a few sips, the scent of laundry detergent couldn't cover the scent of Ning Yi's body, and sniffed a few more.He swung into the room and rolled several times in and out of her bed, his whole body was enveloped by Ning Yi's fragrance.When Zhengda was lying on the bed, she saw her secret box on the dressing table open and aboveboard, and the tab was closed and the lock was missing. Probably Ning Yi took off the lock after looking at it often.

As soon as she saw this heat, she burst into her face. It was full of her confessions over the years and some childish words she thought she was indignant when she was emotionally intense. Although she secretly thought about how Ning Yi would react when she saw it, But when I saw the box that I wished I could hide under the ground majesticly high on the table, and I could see it as soon as the door was opened, I felt a little palpitating and sweet.

When I opened the box, I didn't see the notebook. In addition to a few love letters that I wrote to Ning Yi but never gave her, there was also an envelope painted in ink, which was brand new.Three to swallow saliva, take out the letter, the recipient on the front only has a pen writing: my wife.The handwriting is delicate and elegant, and it was written by Ning Yi.Sanzhi immediately grinned, and excitedly pursed her pink lips and kissed those two words repeatedly.Take it farther away and read the word "my wife" up and down seventy or eighty times, let out a breath of satisfaction and opened the envelope, and a postcard fell out inside, which vaguely looked like a photo.Sanzhi picked it up and looked at it, his eyes widened and he didn't move.

On the front of the postcard is a photo.In the library, a cute girl with a round face and shawl and long hair looked down at the open book, propped her chin with one hand, and turned the carbon water pen with the other. She seemed to be reading the book seriously, but her eyes were wandering away.The person who took the photo made a blur, and all the people who love to study next to him in the huge library turned into a blur. Only this girl is clearly visible, with thick and long eyelashes, rosy skin, and graceful curves.San Zhi looked at it with a hot face, obviously at that time he was very clear soup noodles, but when Ning Yi slapped him like this, there was something moving between his eyes and pen, it was too powerful.

Compared with herself who was unaware of being secretly photographed, Sanzhi was even more surprised that Ning Yi, who was always calm and unwilling to take pictures, would actually take pictures of people, and it was her. She thought that she was the only one who secretly took pictures of Ning Yi. One, I didn't expect... Ning Yi's cell phone photo album has been tossed by her so many times that it is almost difficult to see the existence of people. It is usually a picture of kittens, puppies and other cute animals. The few pictures of her in it are still cheeky. She pretended not to take a selfie with her mobile phone and left it behind.It turned out that Ning Yi also secretly photographed her.Sanzhi couldn't help but make up that rare scene, sitting in front of her and pretending to read a book but actually thinking about her, while Ning Yi, who was serious about reading a book, took out his mobile phone and secretly pressed the shutter of her, leaving a photo.

There is a blank space under the photo, only three elegant pen words:

you miss me.

Sanzhi sat on the bed with the postcard in his arms, his mood was ups and downs, and there was a certain kind of fullness in his chest that was about to burst his heart, as if he was uncomfortable, sour and astringent, savoring carefully and gurgling unspeakably sweet.

You miss me... Sanzhi read this sentence, his eyes were blank.Ning Yi obviously didn't know what she was doing in a daze, but she knew that the current San Zhi must miss her all the time, so she wrote this sentence: You miss me.In the humor, there is distress and comfort after she understands.

Sanzhi raised his face and looked at the delicate textures on the ceiling. At first, the lines were clear and gradually became curved and blurred.Ning Ning, you know, I really missed you at that time.

Feeling sad and relieved at the same time, I would be so happy when I struggled to no avail and fell headlong into the abyss, even if Ning Yi didn't realize it at the beginning, but she couldn't help but take a photo of her is enough.

Finally, when the tide of emotion in his chest subsided, Sanzhi let out a deep breath.There is still some redness around the eye sockets, that's okay, as long as Ning Yi doesn't write any more affectionate words.

Finger pinched the postcard and turned it over, there were also three lines of words in the huge blank.

I

Love

you.

One word at a time, straight from the heart.

Emotions surged in his chest that were more turbulent and intense than before, his eyes were hot, and his nose was sore and uncontrollable. Thinking of Ning Yi's gentle and tender appearance, the tears that he had just held back burst out of the gate uncontrollably.

you are thinking of me,

And I love you.

The author has something to say: there was a power outage all day today, but luckily the phone lasted until it was updated.

Typhoon weather, everyone should pay more attention to safety when traveling.

good night.

thank you all.