Shoulder to shoulder

With the holiday of the working party of the large army, the taste of the new year is getting stronger day by day.

Bi Guo and Jian Xuezhou bought a lot of miscellaneous New Year's goods together, and the two tacitly prepared New Year's gifts for their parents.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Jian Xuezhou was busy in the kitchen and suddenly called Xia Ling.

The phone was on speakerphone, and Bi Guo was squatting next to the trash can peeling a piece of lettuce when he heard his mother's voice startled.

Jian Xue cut ginger finely around, and asked, "Sister, are you busy?"

"Not busy." There was a voice from Xia Ling, "I'm in the car."

"What happened to your bowls for Chinese New Year?" Jian Xuezhou said in a natural and casual tone, "Don't Bi Guo like sweet potatoes? I'll try to make some bowls for her."

Bi Guo stopped the movement of his hands, and turned his head to look at Jian Xuezhou steadily.

Jian Xuezhou glanced at her with a gentle smile on his lips.

Xia Ling paused and said, "It's not difficult, it's a bit troublesome."

"It's okay. I'm not busy during the holidays. I didn't plan to go out with Bi Guo, so I just rested at home." Jian Xuezhou chopped ginger and put it in a bowl, washed his hands, and started talking on the phone, "What are you playing?" How are you doing, where are you today?"

It seems that this phone call will not finish a sentence or two. The posture of looking up made Bi Guo's neck hurt, so Bi Guo put down the lettuce and stood up.

Jian Xuezhou waved at her, and Bi Guo walked over and stood beside her.

Xia Ling chatted with Jian Xuezhou about travel planning. Once Jian Xuezhou wanted to chat with someone, he could respond at the most appropriate time and ask the most appropriate questions.

Bi Guo listened quietly, there were children running around in the community, and the small cannons were thrown one after another. Such a festival and such an atmosphere made Bi Guo feel a little sore, but he was not sad.

Jian Xuezhou and Xia Ling finished chatting about traveling and started talking about cooking. Bi Guo thought that the conversation would start in such a normal way, but when the normal way ended, Jian Xuezhou suddenly pulled her shoulders and said, "Sister, Bi Guo woke up, This will come to ask for food."

Bi Guo's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said hello, "Mom."

"En." Xia Ling responded.

Bi Guo wanted to quickly pick up the topic, so he simply said, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm not as lucky as you. Someone cooks for me." Xia Ling sighed, "When I go back to the hotel later, let's eat whatever I want."

"Go shopping and try all the local delicacies. Is my dad sleeping again?"

Xia Ling's voice was a little farther away: "Wake up, your daughter is on the phone."

"Hey, Guo'er." A thick and thick voice sounded from over there.

"Dad." Bi Guo hurriedly said, "How's the weather over there? You should sleep in the car and cover yourself to avoid catching a cold."

"It's okay, it's warm here. What are you doing, have you eaten?"

The topic can be repeated again. Jian Xuezhou put the mobile phone into Bi Guo's hand, gestured to her, and walked out of the kitchen.

Since Xia Ling came home last time, Bi Guo tried to communicate with his parents several times, but they all started embarrassingly and ended embarrassingly, and everything he said seemed to scratch the surface.

Bi Guo understood that it would take a long time for his parents to accept, so he tried not to bother them as much as possible, hoping that they would be happier when they went out to relax.

But the New Year's Eve is approaching, and in this day when reunion should be, who wouldn't put their heart on their family members.

Bi Guo knew that this was Jian Xuezhou's call specially for her, warming up the atmosphere for her, and then giving her a natural opportunity to communicate with her parents.

Bi Guo couldn't imagine how Jian Xuezhou could continue to communicate with her mother in such a short period of time and restore the relationship to the current state.

Step by step, everything that Jian Xuezhou considered for her made Bi Guo fall into deep and wrapped emotions, like falling into a cloud.

With such a strong sense of happiness, Bi Guo couldn't help showing her truest emotions. She asked the phone in a hoarse voice: "Dad, Mom, when are you coming back? I miss you."

There was a second of silence on the phone, followed by a flustered voice from my father: "Soon, soon, I'm going to your uncle's house in the third year of junior high school. Are you coming back?"

Bi Guo nodded sharply, eager to go home for the first time in so long, she sniffed, remembering the expression that she couldn't see her over there, and hurriedly said: "I'll go back, you send me the flight information, and I'll pick you up at the airport .”

"You have to see if you can buy tickets." Dad's voice was raised and he was very happy. "It's so hard to buy tickets at this time."

"Dad, don't hang up, I'll go check the tickets right away." Bi Guo said, walked out of the kitchen quickly, went to the bedroom and sat in front of the computer.

This phone call took a long time. After hanging up the phone, Bi Guo leaned on the back of the chair and was in a daze for a long time.

Jian Xuezhou was still busy in the kitchen. When Bi Guo entered, she was mixing dumpling stuffing. Bi Guo asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Of course." Jian Xuezhou raised his chin, "I'll roll the skin later, you make it."

"Other people eat only on New Year's Eve." Bi Guo leaned over, neither to take care of the noodles nor the dishes, and put his arms around Jian Xuezhou's waist from behind.

"If you want to eat today, we can eat it. If you don't want to eat it, just wrap it up and put it in the refrigerator. Just take it out later, it's so convenient." Jian Xuezhou kept moving, babbling that his homely appearance is not at all like the aloof Mr. Jian.

"How can someone like you know how to cook?" Bi Guo was puzzled.

"I'm not forced to cook by life, nor is it to serve others." Jian Xuezhou put down his chopsticks, turned around and raised his hand to flick Bi Guo's forehead, "I learned it as a skill."

"The technique is already very proficient, and you still cook for me?" Bi Guo raised his head.

Jian Xuezhou lowered his head and tapped her lips, and said very cooperatively: "Because I like you."

Bi Guo smirked, and stopped suddenly after a few seconds, and said, "Sister, I bought a ticket to go home after the year."

"Yes." Jian Xuezhou responded gently.

"Two." Bi Guo said.

"No problem." Jian Xuezhou was not surprised at all.

Bi Guo stuffed his head into Jian Xuezhou's arms at once, and started to cry while holding her.

"Sister, why are you so nice..."

"Oh, the apron is dirty."

"I don't care."

"Okay, whatever."

"Didn't you say let me go to your house?"

"agreed?"

"Yeah." Bi Guo sank into the softness and nodded violently, "You can do it whenever you want."

"Okay." Jian Xuezhou paused, "Go to my house for a New Year's Eve dinner, my mother's cooking skills are much better than mine."

To Bi Guo's surprise, Jian Xuezhou's family is in Hongcheng.

On New Year's Eve, they brought a cart full of things, and they arrived downstairs in the community not long after.

A beautiful girl jumped downstairs to pick them up. She looked very similar to Jian Xuezhou, but she had a completely different temperament.

"Hello, Bi Guo, my name is Jian Eizhou, and I'm Jian Xuezhou's younger sister." The beautiful girl stretched out her hand to Bi Guo with a very sweet smile.

Bi Guo really didn't know that Jian Xuezhou had a younger sister, so he quickly held her hand and shook her up and down foolishly.

Jane Eyue took her arm and took her into the building very kindly: "I have heard about you for a long time, but I just saw you today. Do you like duck meat? My mother's beer duck just came out of the oven. It smells delicious. The fragrance is dead."

"I'm not picky about food, I love everything delicious." My sister was so enthusiastic, Bi Guo relaxed a bit, and she turned to look at Jian Xuezhou, "There are a lot of things, I'll help..."

"No need to help, let my sister go two more times." Jane Eyre didn't care about her own sister at all, "Let's go up first."

Jian Xuezhou smiled at Bi Guo and raised his hand to her.

Bi Guo had no choice but to follow Jane Eyre Zhou Xian, thinking that today's order is really amazing.

The building is old, but in good condition. It is only on the third floor, and the door on the left is open.

The new slippers had already been placed at the door. Jane Eyue took Bi Guo into the house and shouted into the room: "Dad, Mom, Bi Guo is here!"

The first person to greet him was Dad, with gray hair at the temples, but in excellent physical and mental condition, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he was very temperamental.

Bi Guo quickly bowed and said, "Hello, Uncle."

"Hey, hello Bi Guo. Come in, it's quite cold today."

Mandarin is very standard. Jian Xuezhou told Bi Guo that her father is a teacher and has taught high school mathematics for decades.

Bi Guo bowed slightly again and said, "Thank you uncle, the room is so warm."

"Knowing that you are coming back, I turned on the air conditioner early." Father Jian adjusted his glasses and urged, "Her mother..."

Jane's mother hurried out from the kitchen, got a haircut, and said to Bi Guo very gently, "You're back, sit down."

It was the first time I came to Jianxue Zhou's house, but the word "come back" was always used, Bi Guo felt as warm as a stove.She was always accompanied by Jane Eyre Zhou, who was similar in age, and within a few minutes, the suffocating tension disappeared.

"Auntie, you are so pretty." Bi Guo boasted sincerely, "I thought Jian Xuezhou was pretty enough, but only after meeting you did I realize that she has inherited half of your good looks."

Jane's mother smiled very embarrassedly: "I'm so old..."

Jane Eyre handed an orange to Bi Guo: "You are not old, you have such a figure, such a skin, such an appearance. I also hope that I can inherit your beauty 100%."

After speaking, he gave Jian's father a look, but Jian's father didn't care, and smiled cheerfully: "Your mother is pretty."

Bi Guo finally understood, and said, "Auntie, your surname is Zhou?"

"Yes." Mother Jane nodded.

Jian Eizhou bumped into Bi Guo's arm: "Have you discovered the deep meaning of our names?"

"Hahaha," Bi Guo laughed, "Uncles and aunts are so friendly."

Jian's father pushed his glasses, and suddenly sighed: "It would be great if Xuezhou could really imitate her mother's temperament."

Bi Guo's heart tightened, and his back straightened instantly.

Father Jian looked at Bi Guo, and continued, "My eldest daughter has always caused troubles since she was a child, and she has never obeyed the rules. I wonder if you know that?"

Bi Guo only found out about it these two days, and replied earnestly: "Sister, she is usually very stable, and everyone in our company respects Mr. Jian."

"You haven't revealed your true nature." Jian's father looked at Jian's mother, "I'll go to the kitchen to look at the soup, and you talk to the children."

"Hey." Mother Jian took off her apron and handed it over, "It's time to turn down the heat."

"I know." Jian's father put on an apron and walked to the kitchen. At this time, Jian Xuezhou, who was late, finally entered the room with big bags.

The two looked at each other, and Jian Xuezhou smiled and said, "Dad."

Father Jian waved his hand, but said nothing.

Jian Xuezhou put down his things, sat next to Jian's mother, and hugged her mother's shoulder very affectionately: "You still open the door, and the fragrance has drifted downstairs."

"I don't know the taste of Hebuhe Guoguo." Mother Jian said with a smile.

"Yes, definitely!" Bi Guo replied firmly.

"That's good." Jian's mother looked at Bi Guo, then at Jian Xuezhou, and suddenly stood up, "Hey, I'm afraid your father will ruin my soup, so go and have a look..."

Jian Xuezhou didn't stop him, and there were only three young people left in the living room.

Jian Xuezhou raised Biguo's eyebrows and asked, "How is my family?"

"Excellent." Bi Guo whispered back to her.

Jane Eyue smiled and said, "Sister, you treat me as if I don't exist."

"The model you want, the red bag." Jian Xuezhou pointed.

Jane Eyre jumped over to open the bag: "You should bribe me more."

At this time, Bi Guo dared to focus his mind to look at the surrounding decorations.

Jian Xuezhou's home is very bookish, with beautiful calligraphy on the wall and full bookshelves on the side.

Bi Guo thought, no wonder such a smart child as Jian Xuezhou was raised.

After thinking about it, I couldn't figure out why Jian Xuezhou was so rebellious in his adolescence in a family with such a gentle personality.

These issues, in the next time, she has enough time witnesses to discuss with her.

Jian Xuezhou's family, just like Jian Xuezhou's friends, accepted the fact that she brought back a girlfriend with unimaginable smoothness.

When the family gathered around a table to eat New Year's Eve dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala, Bi Guo even had the illusion that she was the third daughter of the family.

Jane's father and Jane's mother are very concerned about her and have no hostility. Jane Eyue Zhou stays with her all the time and clings to her, which is much more enthusiastic than her own sister.

Bi Guo didn't know how Jian Xuezhou could protect her so perfectly, just like she didn't know how Jian Xuezhou could write such beautiful stories and beautiful words.

When the New Year's firecrackers exploded, Jian's father and mother distributed red envelopes to the three girls. Jian's father looked at Bi Guo and handed out the red envelopes with a solemn posture.

He said to Bi Guo very seriously: "Uncle has not achieved much in this life, the only thing he thinks is pretty good is that he has never let down Xue Zhou's mother. When I met in my 20s, I will be with you for the rest of my life. He is the most important person. "

Bi Guo nodded vigorously. Father Jian tilted his head, raised his glasses, and repeated: "Live a good life, live a good life..."

Bi Guo really wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the elder, and then swear to God that she would do her best to love Jian Xuezhou for the rest of her life.

But Jian's father got up quickly and signaled them to play by themselves. Jian's mother pulled Bi Guo over and said to her, "I have a red envelope here."

Bi Guo had no choice but to swallow all the promises, telling himself that there would be plenty of time to prove it later.

This year has been almost perfect. In just a few days, Bi Guo felt that his life was complete.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Jian Xuezhou finally took Bi Guo to his house in the suburb of Hongcheng. Bi Guo looked through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the mountains and forests that would never lose their greenness in winter, and remembered when he was standing in Bailu Studio, That surging thinking.

Bi Guo said: "Sister, I once set a goal for myself. After reaching that goal, I want to retire to the city and become my full-time author again."

Jian Xuezhou stood beside her, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "What target?"

"Stand at the place closest to you." Bi Guo was still looking out the window, "I never really thought that I could stand shoulder to shoulder with you, and there is still some hope in being the closest to you."

"Some hope?" Jian Xuezhou said with a smile.

"Yes." Bi Guo looked back at her, "Now that I've walked around, I feel a bit mediocre."

"Yeah." Jian Xuezhou nodded in agreement, "It's not close, it's almost embedded in my body."

"It will also be embedded in your life..." Bigot paused, "In your literature."

"Life is lived by the two of us." Jian Xuezhou turned around and walked to the bookshelf beside him, "I wrote the book..."

She threw the unpublished new book into Biguo's arms: "But your influence on me is really too great."

Bi Guo felt like he had found a treasure, and immediately hugged it without thinking of letting go. He ran to the sofa in ecstasy, sat down and started watching: "I've been talking about it for a long time, and I finally see it."

Jian Xuezhou didn't bother her, and after 10 minutes, Bi Guo covered his mouth with two puddles of water in his eyes. When he looked at Jian Xuezhou, he said softly, "Love, a love story?"

"The first sci-fi love story in my life," Jian Xuezhou said with a smile, "Your "Cohabitation" really inspired me."

"Ahhhhh..." Bi Guo carefully put down the book, then jumped up, and jumped in front of Jian Xuezhou, tears streaming down his face, "Sister, sister, sister..."

She just yelled and didn't say anything else. Jian Xuezhou had no choice but to wrap his arms around her waist and answer over and over again.

"Jane Xuezhou, Jian Xuezhou, Jian Xuezhou..." Bi Guo continued to mutter.

"Hey hey."

"President Jian." Bi Guo suddenly said seriously, "I have something to tell you."

"Say it." Jian Xuezhou was very forthright, "Boss Jian is happy today and agrees to anything."

"I want to resign." Bi Guo said.

Completely unexpected, Jian Xuezhou laughed: "Why did you leave the job suddenly, and plan to set up a team to take care of you in half a year."

"I have reached my goal, and I already have the best thing I can have in this life." Bi Guo looked at Jian Xuezhou, "From now on, I have to take the path I want to go the most, to make you love an independent me."

"Maybe all I want is a follower." Jian Xuezhou teased her.

"Try it," Bi Guo said with sparkling eyes, "will it be more interesting to fall in love this time than last time?"

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