run to him

"Lin Chan, come here and do me a favor!" Lin Manchuan stood at the door and gestured to the boy playing games on the sofa, "My friend sent a few boxes of dried fruit, go to the garage to move."

He said "oh", put down his phone, got up and went downstairs with Lin Manchuan.

The elevator of the high-end apartment enters the home, and the downstairs is directly connected to the parking space.Lin Chan watched Lin Manchuan open the trunk and helped him carry a box of navel oranges, and glanced at the delivery note pasted on the carton: "Eh? Jiangxi...do you know someone in Jiangxi?"

"I don't know, someone else bought it." Lin Manchuan moved two boxes of dry goods into the elevator by himself, and returned to get the last box of seafood.

Pile up the passenger elevator like a freight elevator, Lin Chan followed Lin Manchuan and slowly moved in.With a quick glance, the boxes contain everything from fresh fruits to specialty products, such as mangoes from Banna, navel oranges from Gannan, oysters and abalones from South China Sea, handmade chocolates, gift packs of snacks, and a box of Changbai Mountain ginseng...

Precious is not very precious, but it is obvious that this posture is not only for Lin Manchuan himself.

He is old, does he still eat chocolate?There is no need for so many supplements that only the elderly can use, covering "the old at the top and the young at the bottom". Although Lin Manchuan has many friends, Lin Chan doesn't seem to have seen a New Year's gift delivered so well in his memory.

Lin Chan couldn't help being curious: "These are all sent to you by the same person?"

"New friend." Lin Manchuan said vaguely, and couldn't help smiling, "Tell him not to buy randomly."

How did I not know you had this new friend?

Before the boy could ask, the "ding" sound of the elevator's arrival interrupted his thinking. Lin Chan had to put aside his confusion about the source of the gift and moved everything into the house with Lin Manchuan.

Lin Fangfei turned into the living room from the corridor with a plate of fruit, and was surprised when she saw it: "Ah, who gave you this?"

"Xiao Shen." Lin Manchuan said simply.

Lin Fangfei frowned slightly when she heard that surname: "That's right, he really cares about you."

"Sister, she also has good intentions." Lin Manchuan smiled.

Lin Fangfei: "Think about it yourself, and remember to give back the gift that should be returned."

After hearing this, Lin Manchuan refused to express his opinion. He picked up a box in the small mountain of boxes, and after reading the package, he handed it to Lin Chan: "Oh, I bought all the chocolates of this brand——Baby, take it and eat it."

Lin Chan glanced at Lin Fangfei.

She didn't say anything more, sighed, put down the fruit and went to help in the kitchen again.

Lin Chan noticed that Lin Fangfei's expression seemed a little unnatural, she held the box of chocolates and said nothing, keenly aware that there seemed to be an adult's secret between her uncle and mother.

The living room was so piled up with presents that it was almost impossible to move your legs. Lin Manchuan finished taking pictures and chatted with someone while tidying up.

He speaks Mandarin with a little southern accent, which is more standard than most of his peers.Lin Chan had no reason to think of Jing Ye's emotion about "ideal parents". At that time, they were still young and Lin Manchuan was in full bloom.A few years have passed now, because he has been exercising all year round, he looks no different from a man in his early thirties. He only wears a sweater in the heating room, which makes him look younger. It's hard to believe he's almost forty.

Regardless of appearance and financial status, he is a very attractive mature man... This is what he heard others say about Lin Manchuan in private, after which everyone would sigh with emotion——

Just why not get married?

It's rare for Lin Chan to think about this matter. Combined with the strangeness of today's gift, there seems to be something wrong with "new friends" and "old friends".While thinking, he lowered his head and unwrapped the complicated packaging of chocolates, and randomly picked one and stuffed it into his mouth.

A little milky, not too sweet, delicious, but...

drunk?

She didn't have any good memories about wine, Lin Chan frowned, reluctantly digested this piece of chocolate with bitter hatred on her face, and then piled the rest on the coffee table casually.

The winter vacation of the third year of high school didn’t start until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. After the vacation, Lin Chan lost the reason to stay at Jing Ye’s house and was taken back to her new house in Yubei by Lin Fangfei.The house of the two siblings can only be walked for 15 minutes. Lin Chan didn't want to face her mother's boyfriend every day, so she went to live in her uncle's house.

But now, on New Year's Eve, grandma and grandpa chatted from time to time in the kitchen, my mother and that "Uncle Fang" helped the cook, and Lin Manchuan came to watch TV with him after making a phone call.

The smell of the food, the lively atmosphere, and the family... It's a perfect festival no matter how you look at it.

Lin Chan was depressed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Manchuan flicked his forehead, "I woke up this morning with an unhappy face."

Lin Chan smiled cutely: "No."

"Could it be that I missed the barbecue yesterday? Haha, it doesn't matter. I've already bought it. When the sun comes out tomorrow, let's go to the roof to have a family barbecue." Lin Manchuan laughed and comforted him.

Lin Chan nodded cooperatively, but thought in her heart: In his eyes...in the eyes of my mother and grandparents, I am always a child, and I will play tantrums because I can't eat what I want.

What are you eating... Lin Chan took a sip of the orange juice.

Presumably anywhere other than what to eat, everyone's opinion of him was not taken to heart.

The next day after Lin Fangfei picked him up, he ran out to play with Jing Ye again.

It's just that the two sides are too far apart, Jing Ye said that they will meet in Jiangbei.After casually strolling around Starlight 68, Jing Ye was recognized by a girl who asked for a group photo.

"What's wrong?" He sent the girl away and returned to Lin Chan's side, casually hooking Lin Chan's shoulder.

Lin Chan shook her head and said blankly, "You're really popular, big star."

Jing Ye let out a "tsk" and said, "You're burying me again...Speaking of which, your birthday is going to be soon after the New Year. Let me buy you a new dress, so that you can celebrate the New Year, huh?"

"No." Lin Chan refused bluntly, and was afraid that Jing Ye would tell a lie, "My mother has already bought it."

"Oh……"

He thought it was over, but Jing Ye pondered for a moment and continued to ask enthusiastically: "Where are the pants? Shoes? Are they all matched? If you don't lack clothes, I will buy you a new schoolbag. You have been carrying that for many years. "

"No."

"Ah? I don't want any... I even said I would give you a gift." Jing Ye muttered in a low voice, "Is there anything else teenagers like... I can't remember..."

Gift?Lin Chan thought for a while, he didn't seem to really care about anything.

Maybe I have plenty of pocket money since I was a child, even if I didn't spend it randomly, I never lacked anything.If things go on like this, Lin Chan's shopping desire is very indifferent, and she doesn't have much interest in game skins and brand-name sneakers that other peers care about.Perhaps he has no material desires, and the rest of his desires will never be satisfied.

There are gains and losses, such as feelings, he has never had a dream come true.

Will it be the same this time?

"I want to drink succulent grapes." Lin Chan pressed her phone without looking up.

Finally getting feedback from him, Jing Ye seemed to have been given a shot, and his previous frustration was swept away: "Ah good! Here is your phone, just order it in the applet, we'll go get it together later..."

Seeing "I'm finally happy" on his face, Lin Chan pursed her lips, feeling better than a few days ago.

Jing Ye is so coaxing.

But in a sense, from the beginning of the meeting, the positive atmosphere has been dominating, both buying clothes and treating him to dinner, obviously it was Jing Ye who saw his unhappiness and coaxed him.

After a brief meeting, everyone was busy with their New Year's Eve dinner, and Jing Ye didn't take the initiative to find him very much.

The taste of chocolate completely subsided in her mouth, Lin Chan sat back in the corner of the sofa and reached for her phone. Fifteen minutes ago—about when he helped Lin Manchuan move things—Jing Ye sent him some pictures.

The scene of the family making dumplings together looks warm and lovely, and the preparation process for the New Year's Eve dinner is also busy.

The remaining two photos are of a single person, holding freshly made dumplings and one sitting on the sofa in a relaxed manner, laughing and making a V, the newly cut bangs look like they have been bitten by a dog.

Tearful Cat Head: Which one do you use for posting on Weibo?Tangled [tears]

Lin Chan moved her finger and replied: whatever.

Tears special cat head: you choose one [tears]

"Let's go to the sofa, smile like a fool, festive."

Tearful cat head: you fucking

Tears cat head: [cat attack.gif]

Lin Chan replied with a wronged little yellow face.

The "typing" on the opposite side gritted his teeth for a while, and finally sent him a "goodbye" emoji, obviously completely speechless.Lin Chan rubbed her face, and found that she had been smiling since she didn't know when, and her eyes became softer. He cut out WeChat and opened another software.

Pay special attention to the one that reminds you of unread messages, click on it to see, Jingye's new Weibo really uses that "festive" photo, and it doesn't seem unreasonable to pair it with an extra official blessing.

Lin Chan gave him a thumbs up, scrolled through the comment section, and liked another popular one.

@蜂泥啔哝加麻圆: My wife is so cute, I want to [the sun]

"Ah Choo!" Jing Ye was helping grandma adjust the channel to watch the Spring Festival Gala when he sneezed suddenly.

Who is speaking ill of me behind my back!

The dumpling-making grandfather started the nagging mode without raising his head: "I told you to wear more clothes these days, three nine four nines, it's cold time... Look, you have a cold, don't listen to the old man's words." The loss is in front of my eyes."

Jing Ye wanted to tell the old man not to talk, but his throat tickled again and again, "Ah choo" and "Ah choo" several times.

Now even Ye Xiaohui looked over: "Are you okay? Why don't you take some Yinqiao tablets before going to bed."

"It's okay..." Jing Ye wiped his face with a tissue. The Spring Festival Gala was about to start, and his task of tuning channels was successfully completed, so he sat on the small sofa and took his mobile phone.

Grandpa's ears are not good, so the volume of evening shows is very loud.Jing Ye wanted to help make dumplings, but was pushed back to the living room by his father with the excuse of "don't make trouble", so he had to watch the show one after another.He stretched his waist, intending to tease...to show concern for Lin Chan.

The chat message stayed on the goodbye emoji he had sent, but Lin Chan didn't reply.

Angry?Jing Ye raised his eyebrows, and simply patted Lin Chan's headshot - he used some impressionist painting a few days ago, but today it suddenly changed to a Shiba Inu emoji. Jing Ye laughed and couldn't help but think, Lin Chan Already overwhelmed by the short winter vacation and homework in the third year of high school, right?

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The phone vibrated lightly, before Jing Ye recovered, it vibrated again, and then, a call notification popped up on the interface.

"Fuck..." He quickly connected, "Hey Mumu?"

"Help me open the door."

In the ear, the singing and dancing program of the Spring Festival Gala was at its climax, and the music was clamoring, Jing Ye couldn't hear clearly for a moment: "Huh?"

"Open, the door." Lin Chan paused, "I'm at your door."

It took ten seconds to digest Lin Chan's meaning while holding the phone up. Jing Ye seemed to have been electrified, and suddenly lost feeling in his hands and feet. He wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

He nearly jumped off the couch, nearly tripped over his own feet, and flung himself toward the door.

"What's the matter—" Ye Xiaohui asked with a smile.

Jing Ye didn't answer, took a deep breath and opened the door.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor went out suddenly, and the light source outlined Jing Ye's outline from inside the house.In the semi-dark environment, he saw Lin Chan standing in front of him.

It rained lightly on New Year's Eve, and no sound could be heard at home. Jing Ye turned sideways, and after the light illuminated half of the corridor, he saw Lin Chan's hair and shoulders had dark marks from the rain.

Lin Chan raised her eyes, which also seemed to be wet, and smiled at Jing Ye.

"Can I come in?"