Boss, your character is broken

When Song Xu returned home with his 123rd place, Duan Yun didn't think it was strange anymore, but felt that Song Xu was enlightened, and completely forgot who was looking for someone to do it in the first place and wanted to put "stupid Song Xu" The soul is called back.

The end of the final exam means that the new year is coming, Song Xu was busy, and by the time he realized it, the family had already bought a lot of new year's goods and planned to celebrate New Year's Eve.

During the winter vacation, Song Xu and Cheng Heng talked on the phone every day, but because the New Year is approaching, there are always some customary preparations at home, so Song Xu and Cheng Heng will be called by Duan Yun to help before they say a few words, okay? It's easy to be idle the day before New Year's Eve.

This year is extremely cold. After the cold wave warning was issued several times in a row, the snow fell with the north wind. Song Xu stood in front of the window and took a breath to wipe off the fog on the window. The outside of the community was already white. Colorful lights or small red lanterns are hung on the balconies of each household, permeating the atmosphere of the New Year.

Song Xu took the mobile phone and wanted to call Cheng Heng, but stopped.

Cheng Heng...how did he celebrate the New Year...

Song Xu had been vacant at first, when the phone rang suddenly, Song Xu answered the phone subconsciously, and Cheng Heng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Kid..."

"Aren't you busy?"

Song Xu grabbed the phone for a moment: "How do you know?"

Cheng Heng's laugh came from the other end of the phone: "Stupid, I called you before and waited for more than ten seconds before you answered it. Now that you answer my call so quickly, you must be free."

"That's right." Song Xu grabbed the phone and smiled mischievously.

"Cheng Heng, you..." Song Xu originally wanted to ask Cheng Heng how he was spending the holidays, but the words stuck on his lips—he couldn't open his mouth for fear that Cheng Heng would be sad.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Heng seemed to know what Song Xu was going to ask, and he said directly: "On New Year's Eve, I should go to Uncle's."

Song Xu clenched the phone slightly: "Then won't it be inconvenient for you to go to your uncle, your aunt..."

"Don't worry." Cheng Heng only gave Song Xu two words, and then said nothing more.

The microphone suddenly fell silent, and Song Xu subconsciously buttoned the corners of his clothes with his hanging hands: "Cheng Heng, I'm going to see you on the first day of junior high school."

Cheng Heng at the other end was obviously stunned for a moment: "There's no need to come here on purpose."

"That's it. Don't refuse." Song Xu knew Cheng Heng's character, so he made up his mind before Cheng Heng refused, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Cheng Heng still kept holding the mobile phone, but the busy signal had already been remembered on the other end of the phone.

……

On New Year's Eve, Duan Yun and the others brought Song Xu's grandparents and grandparents over. In the kitchen, Duan Yun and the others were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Song Xu sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala. He answered grandma's words calmly, but he was thinking about what Cheng Heng was doing now.

Although Cheng Heng is celebrating the New Year at his uncle's house, it must be uncomfortable to see his uncle's family together.

Just as he was thinking that his mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, Song Xu looked at the caller ID, stood up quickly and hid in his room.

Grandma helped her reading glasses and said to her wife, "I think our grandson has a problem."

"What's going on?" Grandpa asked.

"I'm in love!"

Song Xu grabbed the phone and went back to the room, and locked the door behind his back: "What's wrong with Cheng Heng?"

"Suddenly miss you very much." Cheng Heng's voice came through the microphone, with an unbearable gentleness.

"Me too."

"Can you open a window, kid?" Cheng Heng asked.

"Why open the window?"

"Make a magic." As if thinking of something, Cheng Heng's voice was filled with a smile that was not often heard on weekdays.

Song Xu laughed, and opened the window while holding the phone: "What magic? Could it be that you still have to open the window to see..."

Song Xu's voice stopped abruptly, the sky was still full of snowflakes, in the white snow, a boy was looking up at him, Song Xu's hand was tightly grasping the window sill, he never felt his heart beating It's so fast.

"Little friend, your building is too high and it's difficult to see you through the window. Is it okay to meet you downstairs?"

"Happy New Year's Eve, my little friend."

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Heng heard a messy voice coming from the microphone and Song Xu was a little flustered: "I'll go out for a while."

Cheng Heng didn't hang up the phone, he stood in the snow waiting for his little friend.

Looking at Song Xu who was panting in front of him, Cheng Heng straightened Song Xu's messy hair: "Why are you running so fast?"

Song Xu hugged Cheng Heng: "I'm afraid that what I see is an illusion, so I have to confirm it."

"Then do you think it's still an illusion now?"

"I'm not sure, I always feel like I'm dreaming."

Cheng Heng lowered his head and planted a kiss on Song Xu's lips. The warm touch told Song Xu that this was really not an illusion.

"Why did you come to Dongyuan all of a sudden?" Song Xu muffled while buried in Cheng Heng's arms.

"Happy birthday to my kids."

Cheng Heng added another sentence: "I promised you."

Only then did Song Xu realize that Cheng Heng had indeed asked about his birthday before, and told him that he would spend it with him, but at that time the two were just classmates, and Cheng Heng's words were taken as a joke by Song Xu Generally skipped.

"Did you come to Dongyuan from Xitai in such a cold day?"

"Ah."

"Silly."

"Not stupid."

"How can there be a car for you on New Year's Eve?"

"I came over this morning."

Song Xu's nose was sour: "Where will you live after you come here?"

Cheng Heng knew how uncomfortable Song Xu felt, he rubbed Song Xu's hair: "Look for a coffee shop to sit for an afternoon."

"Then why didn't you contact me."

Cheng Heng lowered his head and put his head on Song Xu's neck, his warm breath fell on Song Xu's ear: "I want to give you a surprise, I want to watch fireworks with you and wait for your birthday."

"Fool, what about your uncle?" Song Xu hugged Cheng Heng.

"My aunt doesn't like me, and she was angry with me all day on the [-]th day of the new year." Cheng Heng whispered into Song Xu's ear, and the slight heat dissipated with the snowflakes all over the sky, "I was kicked out indirectly. "

As soon as these words were said, Song Xu's heart felt like being pricked by a small needle, and the pain was unbearable.

"Go to my house."

Song Xu took Cheng Heng's hand, but Cheng Heng stopped where he was and shook his head: "No."

"Why not."

"Song Xu, New Year's Eve is a day of joy for the whole family. Your family members are upstairs. As an outsider, it's inappropriate for me to go there so rashly. I'll just find a place to live outside."

Song Xu was a little angry when he heard this: "Live? Where do you live? Do you live in a park when everyone goes home at New Year's Eve? Do you live in the park? Use the sky as a quilt? Use the ground as a mat? Can you become a fairy in this snowy day?"

"no……"

"Follow me." Song Xu couldn't help but Cheng Heng refused.

"But……"

"But what? Who said you're an outsider, you're my wife, the kind who will come to my house every year to celebrate the New Year!" Song Xu angrily dragged Cheng Heng onto the elevator.

The door opened, and Duan Yun saw her idiot son leading a snow-covered boy in.

"This is?"

"My classmate, he came to do some business this morning, but he didn't have a car to go back. He will celebrate the New Year with us today."

Duan Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "Okay, wash your hands first, we are going to eat soon."

There were bursts of fireworks outside the window, and Cheng Heng didn't know what to do with the chopsticks. This scene was too unfamiliar to him. Since his first year in junior high school, the word "Chinese New Year" has come to him It doesn't have any special meaning, it's just an ordinary day, the sun rises and the moon sets as usual, but those few days will be a bit noisier than usual.

It seems that since his parents passed away, those noisy and festive voices have made him extremely irritable to him.

Duan Yun on the other side saw that Cheng Heng didn't move and thought that Cheng Heng didn't like to eat, so she quickly said: "Your child came too suddenly, and I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some."

Cheng Heng lowered his head: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Thank you, I also want to thank you for taking care of Xiao Xu." At this moment, Duan Yun finally remembered that Cheng Heng was the boy whose parents would chat with her before, and also Song Xu's deskmate.

"It should." Cheng Heng replied.

Song Xu sneaked into his room as soon as he finished his meal, but Cheng Heng rolled up his sleeves to help Duan Yun clean up the dishes.

"You don't need to clean up, hurry up and go play with Xiaoxu." Duan Yun said.

"Let me help you, there are too many bowls, you can't do it alone." Cheng Heng replied.

Seeing Cheng Heng insisting, Duan Yun had no choice but to ask Cheng Heng to help.

While washing the dishes, Duan Yun chatted with Cheng Heng about the daily life: "Do you know that you won't go home to your parents on New Year's Eve? Shall I call them and tell them."

Cheng Heng paused for a moment: "My mother passed away, and my father...is not at home."

"I'm the only one at home, so I don't need to call." Cheng Heng added.

Duan Yun didn't expect Cheng Heng's family to be in such a situation. She opened her mouth but didn't know how to answer.

It took a long time to hear Duan Yun say: "In the future, if you have something to do, you can come to our house to play. If you don't know the way, let Xiaoxu take you. Come during the New Year, or it will be boring to celebrate the New Year alone."

A warm current flowed through Cheng Heng's heart: "Thank you, Auntie."

After Cheng Heng finished washing the dishes, he knocked on the door of Song Xu's room. After hearing "Come in" from inside, Cheng Heng pushed the door open.

Song Xu was flipping through something near the corner of his desk, and when he saw Cheng Heng coming in, he quickly said, "Close the door quickly."

Cheng Heng closed the door: "What?"

"I'll show you something."

Song Xu dug out a lot of things from that corner—a smashed guitar, torn drawing paper, and paintings that were so torn that the contents couldn't be seen clearly.

"This is..." Cheng Heng asked.

"My mother tore it up," Song Xu said disapprovingly. It turned out that he still held a grudge against Duan Yun for doing this, but because of the passage of time, this hatred gradually disappeared.

"What do you want to show me?"

Song Xu dug out a painting from those odds and ends, a somewhat yellowed but complete painting, and handed it to Cheng Heng.