After the wealthy divorced

Han Jianian changed his slippers after dusting off the snowflakes at the door. He was afraid of bringing the cold air on his body to Wen Nanshu, who was now weak in immunity.

Putting down the kitty backpack and releasing the fail, he has long legs and feet, obediently standing against the radiator in the living room.

Wen Nanshu restrained his emotions, his voice was still a little hoarse, as if rolling in the gravel: "...Why did you come back suddenly, didn't you ask you to go back to spend the New Year with your family?"

"My family eats fast. My parents are watching the Spring Festival Gala. My brother is a workaholic. I'm afraid you will come to celebrate the New Year alone. Brother Wen, hurry up and order some dumplings for me. I'm starving to death. You don't know me. Mom's food is so bad, I said it was bad and she scolded me for being hard to serve."

Probably this is a family, Wen Nanshu was envious from the bottom of his heart, so he turned around and went to the refrigerator to get him the dumplings that were supposed to be stored in the freezer, and boiled them in the pot.

"...Then you wait a while, the dumplings should be boiled in the pot."

As soon as the failed pass is released, it usually treats any cat in the pet hospital with a cold and indifferent attitude, but now it swishes to the front of the graduate who has not seen it all night, and gives it affectionately. Licking his head.

"I have been looking for graduates for failing, and I don't know why these two cats are so tired, and they have to bark after a while apart."

Han Jianian was sprinkled with dog food by his own cat, and he specially put it down to accompany Wen Nanshu's non-graduation, and was enjoying licking with his paws in his face.The food bowl in front of it has been carefully filled, and there are specially placed small dried fish and nutritious snacks, which is as rich as a New Year's Eve dinner.

Han Jianian watched Wen Nanshu busy making dumplings for him in front of the cooking counter. Even though he noticed his gaffe just now when he entered the door, Wen Nanshu is such a person who always thinks of others first, and takes care of others gently and carefully. Looking at every little life around him, he was very thin, Han Jianian didn't want him to be so thin, like a fragile animal, he seemed to have no attack power at all, and he also lost the ability to protect himself.

There were quite a few schoolgirls who confessed to him in college, some of whom were goddesses of flowers in the eyes of their roommates, but he felt that he just didn’t know what to do. After politely rejecting him several times, he was still joked about whether he liked the one from his seniors and seniors. of.

But now, he thinks he knows.He doesn't like others, it seems that he only likes Wen Nanshu. No one has ever made him have such strong emotions. During the Chinese New Year, everyone has someone to accompany him, but he doesn't have someone else. He wants to write to Wen Nan in the same way.

His brother was right. He was definitely in love. Otherwise, why would he just look at Wen Nanshu furtively and feel so hot all over his body, and he couldn't control it inside and out? It gets hot and dry.

"Come and eat, the dumplings are ready."

Wen Nanshu felt much better after a while. He put a steaming plate of dumplings on the dining table, only to find that the big boy who was standing close to the radiator was so red in the face that he looked like an oversized dumpling. Steaming dried sweet potatoes.

"...What are you doing standing over the radiator? Isn't it too hot?"

"Ah?" Han Jianian's ears were scalded all of a sudden, "...here I come,—cough,! I'm here...!"

Han Jianian's approach was very warm. With the dumplings made by Wen Nanshu himself, those dishes that he only bought after looking for several restaurants on the New Year's Eve were no longer fancy.Han Jianian ate two large plates of dumplings.Looking at Wen Nanshu at the side, he became more and more surprised. When he was about to pick it up again, Wen Nanshu couldn't help but stop him: "...If you like to eat, there is still in the refrigerator. I will cook it for you tomorrow. You If you eat so much at one time, you will be full, and your stomach will feel uncomfortable at night."

Han Jianian ate the last one again before putting down his chopsticks with a satisfied face.

"Brother Wen, why are the dumplings you make so delicious?! You said that if I get used to your cooking in the future, what should I do if I can only be raised by you? Will you pull me out and sell me?"

Wen Nanshu originally thought that Han Jianian was joking again, but when he turned around, he found that Han Jianian was hugging the pillow and looking at him very seriously, waiting for an answer.

The big boy is like a golden retriever waiting for confirmation, Wen Nanshu laughed: "Probably not, as long as you can digest it after eating."

No one has ever praised the deliciousness of his dishes. These days, Han Jianian is simply the king of professional supporters, making him feel that his dishes have become more delicious than before.

Han Jianian blew Wen Nanshu's rainbow fart crazily again. He was so stuffed that he nestled on the sofa, quietly glanced at the clock on the wall, and when it was almost time, he sat up and coughed.

"I'll wash the dishes later, Brother Wen, I still want to drink the apple juice you made last time!"

Wen Nanshu asked in surprise, "Can you still drink it?"

In fact, he is really full of food: "...you can drink it, I want the one with honey!"

"Ok."

Han Jianian waited for just this moment, taking advantage of Wen Nanshu washing the apples and not being able to see the space behind him, he ran to the open balcony on the other side of the living room. Behind the community is an empty and quiet artificial lake under the night. Han Jianian took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the younger brothers downstairs to make a code.

Downstairs, his roommate and wingman seemed to have received a mysterious mission, and quietly set off in two cars with their trunks full of fireworks, and finally stopped on the bridge in the middle of the lake. Boxes and boxes of fireworks are being carried down.

A text message: "Brother Han, everything is OK, this year I promise to make you the brightest star in my sister-in-law's eyes!"

Han Jianian put away the phone, turned his head and said, "Brother Wen, come to the balcony and wear a thicker coat!"

The snow outside didn't know when it stopped, and the floors and the downstairs were covered by a thin sheet of white snow. Wen Nanshu opened the balcony door with freshly squeezed apple juice: "What's wrong?"

Han Jianian pulled him to stand by the balcony, and checked whether his coat was thick enough. After he was satisfied, Han Jianian stood up straight, pointed at the distant night sky with a serious face.

"Did you see, Brother Wen, I will make a sky full of stars for you soon."

"Want to see it?"

Wen Nanshu thought about what strange tricks Han Jianian was doing to make him happy, but when his eyes turned from looking at the night sky to looking at Han Jianian, the boy's eyes seemed to be full of stars when he looked at him.

"...Well, where are the stars?" Wen Nanshu turned his head unnaturally to avoid Han Jianian's gaze, but he rarely cooperated.

Han Jianian raised his hand, like a magician on stage, and snapped his fingers handsomely towards the unobstructed night sky.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The silent night sky is silent.

The two waited quietly for a while, Wen Nanshu looked at Han Jianian's gradually shocked face in the cold wind, couldn't help laughing softly, and retracted his hand on the railing.

"...I've already seen the stars," Wen Nanshu looked over, and finally found an inconspicuous star in the distant sky, and comforted him: "Look, I haven't seen it just now, but you will have it after you snap your fingers, really .”

His voice just fell,

With the sound of howling rushing straight into the night sky one after another, the entire silent night was exposed brightly by the sudden burst of fireworks.

Incomparably gorgeous, just like in a youth movie, gorgeous fireworks bloom one after another above the head, and the night sky is suddenly illuminated by colorful brilliance, like bunches of bright bouquets descending from the galaxy.

"...You...," Wen Nanshu was stunned.

There are gorgeous fireworks behind, and Han Jianian said: "Brother Wen, you told me before that when you were young, you envied the children who could live in the dormitory by the window, and you could see the fireworks outside during the Chinese New Year. Now you don't have to envy him, these fireworks are all I left it alone for you."

For some reason, those fireworks seemed to fall into the eye sockets. Wen Nanshu looked at this big boy who was six years younger than him, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the head: "Is it good to see, what else? Children have them, and Brother Wen also has them."

Han Jianian's palm was warm in Wen Nanshu's hair. He didn't make any further intimacy. He carefully withdrew his hand, just looked up at the fireworks, and then looked back at Wen Nanshu. His ear tips were bigger than the blooming fireworks. The fire is still red.