Sorry for pinching the wrong person

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As the end of the year approaches, everyone seems to suddenly become busy.It's like finishing the work at hand quickly and going home early for the New Year.

After New Year's Day, Xingyan held an annual meeting, and Zhang Jianyang and his group of employees on site were also invited.Being able to attend the annual meetings of the two companies at the same time means that there are more opportunities to receive benefits. The employees are naturally smiling and start preparing clothes early.

This year, Xingyan still spent a lot of money to buy the largest gymnasium in the city, and invited celebrities to help out. An annual meeting almost turned into a concert.Sitting under the stage, Zhang Jianyang saw Zou Yan speaking calmly on the stage, and the lights in the room illuminated him alone. His expression and enunciation were different from the usual gentleness, which made Zhang Jianyang feel strange and a little proud—the one on the stage Good men belong to him.

During the lottery draw, Zhang Jianyang was unlucky and only got the latest mobile phone with the lowest rank.Xingyan's prizes this year include luxury cars, cash, travel, and electronic products. What Zhang Jianyang wants most is a travel award, so he has a reason to take Zou Yan to a warm place to enjoy the sun and sex.

Back home after the annual meeting, Zhang Jianyang pressed his forehead against Zou Yan's broad and strong back, complaining about his luck.

"Maybe my character was exhausted when I met you, and I only got a mobile phone."

Zou Yan turned around and hugged him, smelling the fresh woody breath on his body: "Then you can talk, what do you want? Give it to you."

“Want a tropical island trip for two!”

Zou Yan thought for a while: "Yes, but it will have to wait until the year after the new year. Mother's birthday is not long after the new year."

Seeing that he agreed, Zhang Jianyang was very excited, but he still pretended to be sensible: "Actually, I just said that, it must be Auntie's birthday first, and you are so busy, I'm afraid you can't arrange the itinerary."

Zou Yan frowned, looking embarrassed: "Yes, my schedule is already full, and it will be troublesome to reschedule, or I won't go."

When Zhang Jianyang heard this, he became anxious: "You just agreed! How can you just say no and not go!"

Zou Yan saw that he looked a little funny, hugged him onto the sofa, and rubbed his nose: "Then are you still worried about my itinerary?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Xiaoyang, as long as it is your request, I will be willing to do it." Zou Yan said, pushing him on the sofa and kissing.

Evan's family took him home not long ago, and Zou Yan regained his composure when he slept at night.Although the weather is still terribly cold, Zhang Jianyang feels that he has been having a good time recently.Especially now that it's the end of the year, and the New Year is coming soon, he is looking forward to it.

Zhang Jianyang likes the Spring Festival, the hustle and bustle makes him feel at ease.When he was young, he was placed in the foster care of his grandparents. The old people pay more attention to traditions. Starting from the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, the customs have been followed. Watching the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year becomes stronger day by day, until the firecrackers are fired on New Year’s Eve, the anticipation The feeling of instant release made him obsessed.At that time, the shops were not as busy as they are now, but everyone was willing to put on new clothes and go out on the New Year’s Eve. He and his grandparents walked aimlessly on the street with smiles, and they could feel people’s love for them. Hope for the coming year gathers strength.

It's a pity that he was taken home later, and he never encountered such a lively New Year again.During the Chinese New Year, although relatives and friends at home come frequently, the bustle always passes by in a hurry without leaving any noise.Coupled with the frequent entertainment between his parents, his family's New Years are always dull, as if it was just a formality.

In the past years, he lived at home and didn't have the mind to toss about. He let his aunt at home prepare everything, and then went through the proper process of the New Year.But this year is different. He has someone he likes and lives with him, so he always wants to copy a lively Spring Festival.

Zhang Jianyang checked the New Year customs on the Internet, and pretended to clean the house on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month.In fact, Aunt Mei or someone from the cleaning company will come to clean it once a week, and there is no need for him to do it.Zou Yanyue got busier at the end of the year, so he still took time to cooperate with him as much as possible. The two put up window grilles and Spring Festival couplets together on the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

It doesn't count if the Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the door, Zhang Jianyang plans to put a pair on the door of the bedroom.He and Zou Yan took a couplet and pasted it on the left and right sides, but criticized him but couldn't reach it.

"You are taller, try it." Zhang Jianyang made gestures for a while, feeling that he could stick it to the wrong side, and finally gave up.

Zou Yan didn't take the red paper in his hand, stepped forward a few times, and hugged him by the waist; "Is it enough now?"

Zhang Jianyang didn't expect his actions, he was startled, and quickly supported his shoulders: "It's here, don't move." Quickly adjusted his posture, and stuck the banner Fang Fangzheng on it.

Looking at the festive red-wrapped door frame and the window with intricate window grilles, Zhang Jianyang clapped his hands in satisfaction and said, "Okay, the next thing is to steam the steamed buns. On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, make cakes and steamed buns with decals!"

Seeing him reciting common sayings, Zou Yan thought it was very cute, so he picked him up and kissed him.

"You're doing business, what kind of hooligans are you?" Zhang Jianyang dragged him into the kitchen: "Come and steam the steamed buns."

The steamed buns were bought by Zhang Jianyang in the supermarket. They are colorful and have cute shapes of various animals.Originally, Zou Yan wanted to make it himself, but he couldn't find the time, so he had to buy ready-made ones.

"Steam less, no one will eat it in two days." Zou Yan reminded Zhang Jianyang when he saw Zhang Jianyang unpacking it boldly.

"Aren't you and I human?" Zhang Jianyang washed his hands and began to place steamed buns in the steamer.

"Xiaoyang, aren't you going home for the New Year?" Zou Yan also helped.

"Answer, if you don't answer, my parents will beat me to death." Zhang Jianyang replied casually, then froze after answering, and stopped in the air with his hand holding a steamed bun in the shape of a bunny.

That's right, he had to go home during the Chinese New Year, and he couldn't spend it with Zou Yan. He forgot about it.He had been living a stable life for the past few days, but he was too leisurely and forgot to bring Zou Yan home.In addition, his parents were also busy at the end of the year, so they didn't mention it to him again, so it has been delayed until now.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Jianyang turned around anxiously, "I'm sorry, I actually forgot about it. It's not that I didn't want to introduce you to my parents, I really forgot."

"I know, I know." Seeing his angry appearance, Zou Yan immediately comforted him softly.

"How about tomorrow, I will take you back tomorrow."

"That's too hasty. Uncles and aunts will be shocked when they see it's me." Zou Yan smiled, "Not only did they take advantage of the business, but they also took advantage of their son."

Zhang Jianyang was a little discouraged, threw the last steamed bun into the pot, covered the pot without saying a word, lit the fire, he was angry with himself.

"How about this? It's my mother's birthday after the next year. How about inviting my uncles and aunts and introducing me to them then? When they see my mother's attitude at that time, they will feel at ease."

Zhang Jianyang thinks about it too. After seeing that his boyfriend is Zou Yan, apart from being surprised, his parents must be worried about the attitude of this wealthy heir's family.If Ms. Lin was there, there would be no need to waste much time and make my parents worry for nothing.

"But in this way, I won't be able to celebrate the New Year with you." Zhang Jianyang was still a little disappointed.

"Are you going to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year?" Zou Yan asked suddenly.

"No, the old people in the family are gone. My dad has the highest seniority, and they are all relatives."

"I don't have to go out either, so we have a lot of time to spend together except for New Year's Eve."

Zhang Jianyang finally managed to get some comfort, and sat down with peace of mind to wait for the steamed buns to be cooked.

When the steamed buns came out of the pan, Zhang Jianyang seemed to regain his interest, and took out the steamed buns one by one.

Steaming a few steamed buns does not require any technical content. In the kitchen, only the warm yellow lights are turned on. Looking at the chubby steamed buns, Zhang Jianyang thinks of himself under the incandescent lamp at his grandparents’ house, looking forward to the steamed buns coming out of the oven. .

Zou Yan took the condensed milk and put it in his hand, Zhang Jianyang pinched a steamed bun in the shape of a puppy and handed it to him. The two people who had just had dinner sat together and began to eat the cute steamed bun.

The steamed bun was warm and soft in his hand, just like Zhang Jianyang's mood at the moment.He thought that life would go on like this.

On New Year's Eve, Zhang Jianyang and his parents were watching the gala in the living room. Zhang's father seemed to have unspoken opinions on each channel's Spring Festival Gala, and frequently changed channels.

Zhang Jianyang held the mobile phone and sent text messages to Zou Yan, and looked up from time to time pretending to watch the TV.He was summoned back home by his mother yesterday, and his boss scolded him all morning for his reluctance with the theme of "forgetting your mother when you have a wife".Zhang Jianyang actually felt quite happy.

At 11 o'clock, Ms. Su brought out the freshly cooked glutinous rice balls and invited her family to eat.She is from the south, and she is used to eating glutinous rice balls on New Year's Eve.

Zhang Jianyang absently biting the small glutinous rice balls made of cornmeal, thinking about what Zou Yan said in the text message just now, he almost laughed out loud.

"I don't know why I have to chat by the lake with the cold wind blowing. It's very cold and I miss you very much."

The Zou family is a big family, and they probably spend the New Year together. It may be that the family members proposed to take a walk by the lake, which made Mr. Zou, his family, very cold.

He bit the glutinous rice balls, and slowly replied the text message.

"I miss you too. I'm eating glutinous rice balls, cornmeal. Do you want to eat?"

I haven't seen Zou Yan's reply after waiting for a long time, maybe he was involved in some inexplicable activities again.Zhang Jianyang looked at the clock, it was almost 12 o'clock, he had no interest in watching the year, and was about to go upstairs to sleep, when his phone vibrated suddenly, it was Zou Yan.

"What? Is the cold wind blowing?" Zhang Jianyang hid on the window sill to talk on the phone.

"I'm still blowing, but this time I'm willing. Are you interested in coming out and blowing with me?"

Zhang Jianyang's heart was "thumping". He heard the sound of setting off firecrackers from Zou Yan's phone. This year, the city implemented a partial ban on fireworks and firecrackers, and Zou Yan's house happened to be within the prohibited range.

"Where are you?"

"In the square near your house."

"Then wait for me."

Zhang Jianyang quickly hung up the phone, put on his coat and rushed out the door.

"I'm going to watch the fireworks!"

He ran wildly on the empty ramp, and the sound of firecrackers became more and more intense, and it was estimated that it was almost 0:[-].

Zhang Jianyang ran to the square mentioned by Zou Yan. There were a lot of people in the square. Everyone focused on the electronic clock on the square and started counting down from 0 o'clock.

Zhang Jianyang shuttled through the crowd, looking for the tall figure.

"8, 7, 6..."

The countdown sound became more and more passionate as the number decreased, making him more and more anxious.

"3, 2, 1!" "Happy New Year."

The voice of 1 and the familiar deep voice sounded at the same time, Zhang Jianyang fell into a warm embrace, and he turned around full of surprises.

"Happy New Year!"

Gorgeous fireworks exploded above their heads, and they kissed passionately in the bustling crowd.

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