Broken leg writer, returns to China online

On December 12st, the last day of the year, creators have just received word that New Year's Day is a half-day off.On the last day, An Lele and the others went to the nearest shopping mall to pick out New Year's gifts.

"I have to choose gifts for uncles and aunts, Shen Xuanruo, and Enid." An Lele calculated in her heart that the manuscript fee she received after the publication of the first volume of Enid's song, and the monthly dividends depended on sales.After crossing out the down payment, there is still some pocket money that An Lele can spend as he pleases.

Poe is looking at fountain pens. Japanese pens like to use PEC resin, which is very light in the hand, while Omega pens like to be made of metal, which is very heavy for writing.According to the tolerance of An Lele's wrist, Poe thinks it is better to choose a lighter Japanese style.The cap color is an unmistakable sky blue.

The caring Poe also chose a catfish ink that is not easy to smudge. This is an American brand, and Poe likes to use it very much.

Bami bought a bunch of New Year's cards, and this one is going to be sent out.For An Lele and Poe, pens and notebooks are necessities that consume a lot.Going straight to the stationery store to buy pens like Poe is an option you can never go wrong.

"Then what should I choose?" Bami thought, the three of them acted together, and Poe chose to buy a pen, so An Lele and Bami just accompanied Po to look around in the stationery store and gave up the option of a pen.

"This...it's a bit difficult to choose." An Lele stood in front of a wall-sized bookshelf and pondered. She saw many notebooks that fit her aesthetics, "I really want them all." It's beautiful, but it's useless once it's written.Therefore, An Lele didn't want to give a notebook, she wanted to give a gift with a longer shelf life.

Then she saw a thermos in a corner of the stationery store.

But in the end, An Lele still bought a good-looking notebook, and immediately used the steel note material that Shangpo gave her, because Bami gave her a black cat-shaped necklace.

"What's the matter?" Bami listened to An Lele's suggestion and soaked wolfberries in the thermos. He and An Lele gave him a Po scarf and a blue star brooch pinned to the scarf. The scarf and brooch are both very cost-effective brands.

"No, it just feels a little unbelievable." An Lele wrote on the paper, looking up, and she seemed to have the impression that Bami would never think of giving someone jewelry.Seeing that Ba Mi gave Po a scarf, An Lele thought it was because he had seen that she had a scarf before choosing another one, which was also used around her neck.

"...it feels... still a bit weird." Poe sent the digital board for drawing on the eight-meter board. cramp.The gifts that everyone gives each other are gifts with a strong sense of presence as long as they are used.

"Maybe it lacks a sense of mystery." An Lele tilted her head and thought for a while. If the online shopping business is not developed enough, then they can shop online, so that they don't have to go out to crowded places, and at the same time they have the opportunity to give gifts. Mystery.

"Buy on the spot and give it on the spot... I felt a little shy when I received the gift. Maybe I made a mistake in this step." Allen Poe scratched his face shyly.

An Lele, who was wearing a black cat necklace, gave Pobie a brooch that looked like blue broken stars sprinkled on a silver mirror, and fixed the scarf in place.Both parties are getting used to this shy distance, even if it is a social fear, they still want friends who can get close.She didn't give her the black cat style she likes more because she is worried that Americans think black cats are unlucky.

When encountering a store that does not allow plush pets to enter, An Lele and Poe will wait for them outside the door, and the two particularly intelligent little guys will squat at the door, and attract unknown people to take pictures.Bami's eyes showed envy again.

An Lele once again saw Bami wanting to touch the eyes of the hall official, and tentatively handed Bami the rope for walking the cat.Seeing An Lele's movements, Poe discussed with the little raccoon Carl, and went to say hello with Ba Mi.Who would have thought that Karl had a good sense of Bami, a social horror who was a bit like his master, and jumped on his shoulder.

All of a sudden, Bami, who was left with a cat and a bear with a right, suddenly felt that happiness came too suddenly.

It was too cold outside, so the three of them did not choose an open-air restaurant to eat, but chose a family restaurant with high cost performance.

"Eel rice...it's sweet." An Lele squinted her eyes and smiled. The taste was not strange at all, but rather delicious. She ordered the deluxe version of eel bento, and the soup was tofu miso soup.

Poe tried to hold sushi with chopsticks, and after 3 minutes he could use chopsticks.When he picked up the salmon sushi, he felt like he had accomplished something great.The two Asians in the East Asian cultural circle who started to learn to hold chopsticks whenever they started to learn to eat gave Poe applause and encouragement.

"When I was young, my uncle also said that eating with chopsticks is good for brain development. He is quite interesting, but I don't like his marriage story very much." I am so familiar that I can eat at the same table, although the distance between them may be a little farther than that of ordinary friends.

"I preferred to use a spoon when I was a kid."

"... Well, I wasn't anything special when I was a kid."

An Lele paid the shopkeeper to make cat food without salt for her cat, and also invited Karl the raccoon to eat a fruit meal.She took a sneak peek in the middle, and Enid specially typed up the cheat sheet for An Lele after she knew An Lele was out with friends.The above taught An Lele how to make each other get along more happily and harmoniously.

Also eating were Enid and Bai Lan who were quietly following the social terror trio.

"Enid, don't you think you are a little too protective of Mr. Chunhe?" Bai Lan is someone who dares to order ice cream cones in winter, but he seems to be ordering just to see, the dinner is still hot, even if Relying on his young age, he didn't dare to mess around at will.

Although you can skip work if you are sick, but you can't see An Lele if you are sick, Bai Lan is still hesitating.

Enid glanced at the ice cream that was destined to be displayed, and then savored the food of this world to herself.

"You're the one who cares too much." Enid didn't like Bai Lan's behavior of getting closer to An Lele. To put it bluntly, An Lele was quite sensitive to people who wanted to urge her to change.

"He seems to hope that I can write something for him..." An Lele and Enid talked about her feelings for Bai Lan, with a dazed face, because Bai Lan didn't look like he would like to read science fiction. Or the romance novel folks.People who go to see Enid's Song and Global Influenza don't mean they are hardcore fans.

What Bai Lan wanted to see was not those follow-ups.

"What can I write to him?"

Then An Lele ignored Bai Lan who didn't disturb her life, and he didn't work in the same department as her in the joint project.The animation design is also so busy that the liver is bald. How could a little sheep be pulled in with great difficulty and let him out to fish.Don't underestimate the creators who are desperately rushing to the deadline, as long as you can hold a pen, who cares who you are.

"Don't disturb her." Enid wiped her lips with a napkin slowly, her eyes were a rare boredom, since she was extradited to the world of creators, she has been looking at all aspects of this with tolerance Very immature world.It should have been the other way around.

Enid's world created by An Lele should be more immature, but the fact is just the opposite.So, did An Lele write Enid's song because of a certain resonance and saw a different world, or did she create Enid's world because of her ideas, and after putting in a lot of love, that world got Enough power to develop on its own?

If it's the latter, then An Lele has more talent to be a "creator" than she thinks.

Bai Lan bent his eyes and smiled, as sweet as every child who grew up in the sun, he ate half-melted ice cream while embracing the risk of getting sick in winter, "I want to drive people away just because I stare at them for too long, this It's so heartbreaking." Enid raised her eyelids, she really didn't expect it—she thought Bai Lan was going to waste food.

It is not good to waste food.

So why not order it in the first place.Bai Lan ate the ice-cold dessert, so she probably only smiled and replied because it was delicious.Hot pot in summer and ice cream in winter always have a different appeal.

"She is destined to be noticed by everyone." Bai Lan took another bite of the half-melted ice cream, feeling a little bored for no reason, mainly because of the ice cream that was about to melt, "I just happen to be one of them." After saying this, his mood became even worse.

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On New Year's Day the next day, An Lele was picked up by Enid to visit the New Year's shrine with her friends.For the two foreigners, An Lele and Po, it was really just a visit.

"Inari Shrine, the god of foxes in Japan..." An Lele walked through the crowd holding Enid's hand, and told Enid about the small shrine Bami was looking for nearby.Shen Xuanruo is also on vacation today, but he still has work to do if he can't leave. "When I'm on someone else's property, should I buy a guard for him?"

An Lele thought a little distressed, ever since she knew that hell really existed in this world, An Lele had this worry—if there are ghosts, doesn’t that mean that there is a god.An Lele, who has always been educated in atheism, firmly believes in quantum mechanics even after time travel.However, now that he has seen the ghost with his own eyes, he must admit the fact.

This world is not only materialistic, but also idealistic.

Although it's not good to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, it's okay to grind your guns in the face of battle.If there is a god who has adjusted the probability of someone's luck... "Isn't it better not to let the gods notice someone." An Lele raised her head and asked Enid.

"Look at it purely as a blessing." Enid has seen a lot of aliens, and she simply divides the "life" living in hell into "alien" whose species are already different.At the same time, she doesn't think that the "alien" that she puts in another world can do anything.

Bless the harvest?Bless the weather?These future interstellar people have already done it, and Enid's romance is out of awe of life.

So, Enid thought, holding An Lele's hand tenderly, protecting her as she walked through the crowd, "Don't be afraid, Yaoyao. Those can't hurt you." She thinks so, and An Lele should too I think so.

"I'm not afraid anymore." There was an inexplicable feeling that the world was suddenly a little crowded, An Lele was dressed very warmly, with a hat, scarf, cotton coat.She shook the hand she held with Enid childishly. An Lele and Enid lived in two seasons.

The palace official followed An Lele's legs, following her side like some kind of guardian beast.

"Well, that's not true. If one day they raise their knives at me, I will still be afraid." An Lele said this, of course she knows that in a world where gods exist, casual words of disrespect will be noticed arrived.It's like Osamu Dazai in Little Wild Dog, who failed to commit suicide every time, An Lele wondered if he had offended someone in Huang Quan.

"I won't let you be exposed to those barbarian's butcher's knives." Enid smiled when she said this, her eyes seemed to be lit up with stars, and her hand brushed her hand to give comfort every day since it was done. Happy gold bead scrunchies and pearl barrettes.She has already made the birthday present for An Lele.

While An Lele was still lamenting that Enid was so rude to ghosts and ghosts, they had gradually walked into the sparsely populated residential area.Going further, there is a small Inari Shrine.

Poe, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Enid beside An Lele, and took a step back suddenly, trembling.An Lele took Enid's hand and took a big step back.

Of course, she would choose Enid between Enid and Poe, but Enid smiled, let go of An Lele's hand, and gave her a slight push.Compared with her who will disappear, An Lele needs friends in reality.

"Yaoyao, you..." Poe hugged the little raccoon aggrieved, he saw An Lele backed away, she chose Enid over him.

"Because Enid is Enid." It is her favorite "child", and An Lele feels that Poe can understand the author's feelings about his works.

Poe and An Lele were awkward for a while, and then Bami came to teach the two foreigners how to visit the shrine.Wash your hands, insert coins, ring the bell, and make a wish.

"Is that all right?" An Lele felt like he had done nothing when he led the hall official out of the shrine.Both she and Po were watching the excitement. This is not a big society yet, and the real excitement should be there.It's just that they don't like places with too many people.

"Pursue a sense of ritual, and hope for a better year in the future." Bami's speech was very official, and it has been this tradition for so many years, "Let's go, I have to go to work in the office building in the afternoon." Enid had already said that After An Lele was delivered safely to someone she knew, she was about to start patrol work.

Although the creation headed by Jun Ji has been quiet except for the first period of time, but no one can be found, but just in case.Especially the lying Zhujoin Zhenkan who has no sense of moral responsibility, she killed a bookstore owner and her creator without any guilt.

This kind of anti-social personality is really too vigilant.

Bami's work is tuning and composing music, Poe joined the planning team, An Lele is a writer, because of various reasons, such as foreigner status, such as seniority.Their work is relatively less than that of other seniors.

Therefore, they end work early.

"What are you doing?" Poe, who was socially afraid, seemed to be vomiting his soul when he participated in the work of the planning team, and quickly escaped after finishing the discussion.

"Look at my readers' letters, oh, and the New Year's card." An Lele hugged the hall official onto the sofa as a barrier.Before I knew it, quite a few people sent greeting cards, most of them were her readers.

Originally, the audience of An Lele's novels were readers who were fans of science fiction. After An Lele was named by a physics group, every update was a carnival in the circle.But then An Lele got out of the circle unknowingly. "Household Registration Section" was originally just to explain the fertility test method in Enid's song, like a side story of the explanation.

"Because I don't want them to misunderstand, and I also want to change their ideas a little bit. Isn't this the author's job responsibility?" Use the stories in the pen to inspire and guide readers to think.An Lele is an ordinary neutral kindness, so she hopes to help her readers develop towards a better state.

An Lele felt that what she preached was always the truth, the goodness and the beauty.

Poe, who was more of a detective than a novelist, thought An Lele's idea was good, but the global flu might be dangerous, so he persuaded him. "Should we restrain ourselves, the development of the global flu." After speaking, Poe regretted it, because the author was not allowed to write what she wanted to write, and deleting her words was like cutting her flesh.

"I know." An Lele nodded calmly, without fear at all, because she didn't refer to current affairs at all.People with ghosts in their hearts will think that she is writing about politics. Don't look at what her first novel is about, whether the hot-blooded interstellar novel is good.She is just such a simple web novelist, okay?

Even Enid was able to publish it thanks to the Creator event, otherwise she felt that her sci-fi fans alone would not be able to support the sales of physical books.

In this way, An Lele continued to write about the global flu without changing her mind.

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The new type of influenza is spreading globally, and cases have appeared in almost every corner of the world. The speed of human response is too slow.Just like the T cells of the human immune system, they wait until the virus has attacked many cells before rushing to the rescue.

Haruyama Yoko's illness is also very bad, just like the virus spreading around the world, it is also breaking down her immune defense bit by bit.But at the end of the day, there are still moments of relaxation.

At that time, she will record her every day in her diary, and write something that makes her feel happy.For example, the nurses work very seriously, and the doctors do their best to help the patients.

There is nothing that would make Yoko Haruyama happier than good people with a great time on the right track, because it makes Haruyama feel that this virus-ravaged planet is supported by a large group of great and lovely people.There will always be a day when spring blossoms.

Baijiang Yanxing's eyebrows have not been loosened for a day since the epidemic became serious.He wants to save more people, he doesn't want to see his patients turn into a small number of death cases, and finally be integrated into an invisible number.

There is also the patient lady who encourages the medical staff. God should not take away such a strong and optimistic person who faces life, but should let her live with a smile all the time.

Bai Jiang's face has thick dark circles, and his head is always painful. Now he only sleeps 4 hours a day, and he is on the verge of sudden death at any time.

"Doctor Baijiang, you look very bad." Yoko Chunshan was lying weakly on the hospital bed. The critically ill hospital bed was tense. Younger people like her with stronger immunity would let the older ones go to the hospital first. Ventilator. "If you fall down, what should the patients do? You need to replenish your energy and rest well." She was connected to an electrocardiogram device, and the data on it was not bad.

Haruyama Yoko spoke intermittently, coughing from time to time, "An excellent doctor like you should make long-term plans."

"Time is tight, and the responsibility lies." Dr. Bai Jiang tried to smile at her, comforting and cheering each other up. The more it is at this time, the less depressed it is.

But three hours later, Bai Jiang Yanxing's tenacious fighting spirit was soon poked a hole. On the operating table where he personally presided over the operation, a life slipped away from his hands before he had time to treat him.

too fast.

She walks too fast.

Baijiang Yanxing failed to hold the hand of the girl with beautiful eyes when she smiled.

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"What does she mean by writing Chunshan Yoko to death!" A middle-aged man was furious after reading the chapter of An Lele's latest novel. He slapped his palm heavily on the desk and even the water glass shook. Who do you want to blame! Do you want to blame us for not doing anything?! What dissatisfaction does she have with this social system!"

The angry yelling of the middle-aged man only made his flushed face even more ridiculous.At least, that's what the people sitting in the study thought.The lion-like man sat on the chair boldly, holding a teacup in his hand as if he was holding a sword. He also had an iron-blooded temperament very similar to Enid.

The angry middle-aged man wasn't the only one who overinterpreted.

"Did you write Yoko Haruyama so early?" Dr. Mori put down the newspaper and folded it, resting his chin on his hands, "I thought Mr. Chunhe would write more."

Before being pushed into the ICU, Yoko Haruyama still hadn't overcome her inner fear and told Bai Jiang Yanxing that she didn't want to die.

"Is she compromising?" The sweet and lovely Alice tiptoed to read the newspaper on the table.

"No, I'm not sure yet. The novel isn't finished yet." Mori Ogai smiled, but he couldn't think of anything good. Seeing this smiling person would only make people feel chills.

The new novelist An Lele, who has been hotly discussed again because of the release of the new chapter on the global flu, is not new. She has published several novels, although they are not finished.An Lele lazily wrote the final chapter of the global flu. After writing about the chaos around the world, she once again turned her attention to this small corner of Tokyo Hospital, and finally released this one for readers.

An Lele couldn't believe that this chapter couldn't move a lot of people.

The doctor who couldn't save the patient, the patient who couldn't be saved, An Lele tore apart the scene of life and death bloodily.

"Because a doctor is not a god, he can't save everyone. This is the weight of life." An Lele, dancing in shackles, tried her best to avoid sensitive topics. She could no longer talk about the future, so she detoured to talk about Chunshan The matter between the two of them and Bai Jiang.

"If played well, patients and doctors can support each other, but the world is not so perfect." The author who personally broke the perfection said to her friends with a very serious expression, "It is often difficult to understand. Tragedy can leave a deep impression on readers." Tragedy is to tear up the good things for people to see.

"Global flu is like a love pantomime. From the very beginning, you didn't intend to let the hero and heroine meet." An Lele wrote five or six times about the mist on the breathing mask alone, not to mention the fact that Yoko Haruyama is a man who sees people. Wearing a mask all the time.Bami really felt uneasy about this positive heroine who was directly written to death by An Lele.

Edgar Allan Poe even shut himself up holding the little raccoon.

"I've already hinted at you guys... ah, ah..." An Lele groped her social friends, this can't be reversed, "I'll write the final story to you guys, okay?"

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In order to curb this severe infectious disease, every patient must be cremated after death, and the relics must be thoroughly disinfected before being returned to the patient's family members.

Harukami Yoko's parents are in their hometown, and they cannot come to Tokyo to claim Haruna Yoko because of the epidemic.And the girl who smiled, her eyes bent like crescent moons, signed the body donation.

"If I can do something for you, just take everything I have." The trembling hand once wrote the shapeless words on the paper.

The little farewell ceremony actually connected life and death, and someone took the baton of life and death.

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Even with deep remembrance, Dr. Baijiang Yanxing still had to continue working, in order not to let more lives leave.Then he got a letter.

The little nurse who sorted out Chun Shan's belongings handed a letter and a diary to the doctor with red eyes.

On the cover of the letter was written to Dr. Bai Jiang, and the letter expressed apology bluntly. If anyone saw this letter, it would mean that she was no longer here.

——"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold on."

The dead patient in turn comforts the doctor.It seems that there is no interval between life and death.

And that diary records all the illness records from her hospitalization to the ICU, how uncomfortable and sad, it is probably a standard patient template.A little more careful and humane than a doctor's note.

In addition to the sickness record, the diary on the diary also wrote upside down what Chunshan Yoko wanted to say but failed to say, and Baijiang Yanxing read Chunshan's record in this world word by word.

"It would be great if I could help you." When you read this sentence, you can even recall the way her brows and eyes curled up. "I really want to shine like you."

"My life is really empty, and there is no motivation to support me to live. I generally like singers, anime, and many things that are messy in your eyes. I just rely on that little liking to live Yes." The powerless words screamed as if they were screaming.

"Because I know I'm neither sad enough to be a poet nor cold enough to be a philosopher, but lucid enough to be a cripple.*"

"I have never regretted my experiential life, but I saw you, you seemed to be shining. I felt a deep sense of shame..."

"...If possible, I really want to live for Dr. Bai Jiang once."

People who draw strength from illusory love want to live for a real person for the first time in their lives.

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An Lele's newly written manuscript made Po and Bami autistic, and had to continue writing. She felt that the next thing was the key point.It can fully reflect the weight of Yoko Haruyama's life, but she made Poe cry.What went wrong?

Bami got An Lele's agreement, and gave the manuscript to the creators during the intermission to read, and asked them to tell An Lele why they were crying.

Even Suruga Steed, who loves to feed readers knives, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with abuse or not. I can also read that Teacher Chunhe tried to use gentle words to heal the pain inside and outside the text. But... this is the weight of life." Matsubara Takashi took off his glasses and wiped them. Foggy lenses.Almost all of them have done similar cover-ups to him.

I didn't expect to be so easily moved at an age.No, this is because of the power of Teacher Chunhe's words.

Why do you even call her a teacher? Generally speaking, only An Lele's book fans call her a teacher.An Lele suddenly fidgeted, and cast a look for help to Enid, but she avoided it with a smile.

"Is it over like this? Teacher Chunhe, there must be a follow-up, right." The most emotional Marigne held back her tears, and the usual smile disappeared from her round face, "Bearing the last of Chunshan's life The weight of Dr. Bai Jiang...is too heavy."

"This book is very good. If you finish it as soon as possible, you may be able to catch up with February to go to the awards." Eight-headed Si Liao looked down at his wrist and looked at his watch. He didn't know what he was looking at. He was also one of the members who secretly wiped away tears.Chunshan's posthumous writing was so well written, it seemed to penetrate directly into his heart and cut out the most obscure and vulgar parts.

He also relied on illusory things to gain the strength to live. No one was as strong as he seemed. He thought that those words would have a great impact on contemporary young people.

"Yeah, yes, the Naoki Award in February."

"I'm so happy. I didn't expect to be able to get spiritual purification in such a place where I was desperately rushing to the death line."

"It's still first-hand information, and there is no regret in dying."

An Lele sat at a small round table some distance away from the sofa where they were sitting, because it was too embarrassing to listen to their comments up close.Now she is still thankful that she sat a little far away, no, not far enough to hear what they praised her for.An Lele felt like she was going to evaporate.

"Mr. Chunhe, is there any more? I don't even have the motivation to work without seeing the ending." Bai Lan waved the manuscript on his hand. He was the last one to read it, because he was the last one to come out.The work of animation design is tiring, but it is worth it to see An Lele write with his own eyes.

"The ending must be good, right? Without a happy end to comfort my heart, I'm going to cry."

"Ah, ah, do you still want to write?" She felt that it would be enough to add that through the efforts of people all over the world, the flu will eventually be eradicated.

An Lele hugged the Grand Palace Officer and looked around in fear at the surrounding people, her face flushed, and said with a little embarrassment, "You guys are going to work!" An Lele was so shy that she was about to explode, she turned her back to them Crouching on a chair like a mushroom.

"It's the intermission now, the intermission." The painter Suruga Suoma said calmly, worried that the cigarette in the child's mouth had already been put down, and he picked up the coffee and thought to himself what kind of geniuses are there now.If it wasn't for the lack of time, she really wanted to draw all the scenes where Chun Shan and Bai Jiang met.

The two who have never met each other, Chunshan who longs for light, and Baijiang who carries many lives.After thinking about it, Suruga Junma started to paint. She didn't draw, but was just practicing the hand feeling, and drew a back view of a long journey.

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Osamu Dazai reads the fiction section of the Yokohama Daily, and Haru and Keimei update a new chapter on the global flu.As he read, his eyes gradually lit up.

The thought of meeting that writer filled his heart.

"Bamboo, I want a new doll." Osamu Dazai put down the newspaper and smiled innocently at Nanny Bamboo. He memorized the address of the Yokohama newspaper office, and he was going to see her.

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The Lunar New Year was spent in Yokohama, and even Shen Xuanruo came over to have a New Year's Eve dinner with Boss Chen and his wife.

"Didn't you tell me not to come here?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also boiled spinach angrily, and he was also invited by Boss Chen to eat.It's okay for him to be so strong, An Lele has such small arms and legs, he dare not let her go out for a walk at night.

"But it's Chinese New Year, I have to come here even if I cut a knife." It is rare that the Sichuan restaurant is closed for a day at night, and An Lele calmly cooks mutton with the palace official in his arms. No one can stop the flower planting family's heart for the New Year, unless the motherland orders not to gather.

"Family join in the fun." Boss Chen brought out his special dishes with a smile, and An Lele also smiled and helped to bring them to the table.

Zhongyuanzhong also heard what the family said, and his ears turned red quietly, because the hot pot was so warm that he couldn't tell.He thought to himself, the flower planting family is too rude.

Enid cheerfully helped to cut the vegetables, and the vegetables were cut neatly. Aunt Zhang, who loves cleanliness, praised Enid's knife skills.She seemed to regard Enid as Shen Xuanruo's girlfriend, so she didn't urge Shen Xuanruo, a spirited guy, to get married.

Congratulations to Shen Xuanruo for escaping a wave of marriage urging.

After the global flu was announced, the most popular confession that year was "I want to live for you".Of course, this is something for later, An Lele is still thinking about where to sleep on New Year's Eve.Japan is only on New Year's Eve, and they abolished the lunar calendar, so those who give themselves a holiday on this day are all flower growers.

Both Bami and Po are not used to a New Year's Eve dinner that is too lively for them, and this meal needs to be lively.An Lele dared to sing among a group of people who were super able to give her a sense of security.

Classic track, unforgettable tonight.Aunt Zhang laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.If Shen Xuan finds a way to connect to the domestic Spring Festival Gala, everyone laughs and makes noise at the end, and then distributes lucky money.

"Uncle Chen, Gong Xi Fa Cai; Aunt Zhang, Gong Xi Fa Cai." An Lele accepted the red envelope, and elbowed Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye to teach him auspicious words.

"Thank you uncle and aunt...Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai." Zhong Yuan blushed when he received the lucky money for the first time.It was also the first time that he accepted the kindness of others so straightforwardly. The kindness that was warmer than a hot pot made his cheeks flush.

Even Shen Xuanruo has a red envelope wrapped in red RMB.

"Take it, accept it, for the sake of luck, otherwise why would I just give one. For the sake of luck." Boss Chen and Shen Xuanruo pushed and shoved.

"Uncle, I don't want red envelopes anymore at my age." Shen Xuanruo resolutely refused to accept them, and the two pushed back and forth with each other.

Enid accepted Aunt Zhang's red envelope resolutely, and happily said happy new year and everything goes well.

"Oh, I just like girls who are straightforward." Aunt Zhang smiled so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes.

"Auntie, you also accept the red envelope I gave you." Enid quickly sent a red envelope to Aunt Zhang.

"Oh, good good good good good good good good good good." Aunt Zhang also laughed, she hasn't given red envelopes to others for a long time.

After playing and making trouble, we will clean up the mess together.The cakes Shen Xuanruo bought were untouched, so they were divided up and everyone took them home.The Central Plains also received the most.However, everyone pretended that they couldn't see that most of the cake was distributed to Nakahara Nakaya.

"Take it away, take it away, uncles and aunts don't like to eat such sweet things." Aunt Zhang lovingly pushed the cake over.

An Lele will still be taken away by Shen Xuanruo in the end, there is no doubt about it, there is no need to think about it.

"Congratulations in advance, your "Global Influenza" has been shortlisted." Shen Xuanruo drove out her car, and it was already past midnight. It's the first day of junior high school now, and you have to get up early in the new year.

Enid, who was sitting in the back row, leaned over to help An Lele fasten her seat belt, but An Lele hadn't noticed it yet, and she didn't feel much in response to Shen Xuanruo's words.

"How much is the bonus?" An Lele was more concerned about this, "But I'm just shortlisted, so the award should be suspended?"

"The question now is not whether to win an award or not—lower down!" Shen Xuanruo instantly unfastened her seat belt, and at the same time smashed down the alarm button inside the car with her hand to send a message.He dared to send people over to intercept and kill him... He also sent the news, so he can't be blamed for what happened later, Shen Xuanruo was furious when he put on those flat glasses.

Enid pressed Anle