I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming spent the new year with Su Qicheng as in previous years.It's just different from previous years, Su Qicheng won't beat himself up and say bad things in this new year.

According to the past development, every New Year's Eve, Su Qicheng beat and blamed Su Jingming for half of the time, and spent the other half of the time drunk.

Su Jingming opened the door at ten o'clock in the morning and heard a lot of movement from the kitchen. With a sleepy face on his face, he walked lazily to the kitchen with his slippers on, and looked around.

Su Qicheng is cooking the New Year's Eve dinner.

Many plates on the glazed table are already filled with side dishes, there are freshly killed fish in the pool beside it, and soup is still boiling on the stove.There was a scene that looked so familiar that he couldn't remember it.

Su Jingming was slightly taken aback, he thought he was dreaming.Su Qicheng turned to look at him, "Why don't you sleep more, you can eat something at noon."

In the old days of the Su family, dinner was served on time at six o'clock in the evening on New Year's Eve.

Su Jingming let out a dry sigh, rubbed his eyebrows and went to the bathroom to wash up.Coming out refreshed, he leaned against the door of the kitchen, watching Su Qicheng bustle, his forehead sweating profusely.He was silent for a moment, "Do you need help?"

Su Qicheng's hand holding the spatula paused, a little afraid to turn to look at Su Jingming, "Okay."

Su Jingming pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and walked to the glass platform and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Cooking is not Su Jingming's strong point either.

"Then you wash the vegetables over there." Su Qicheng pointed to the vegetables in the side pocket with trembling fingers.

Su Jingming hummed lightly, and finished washing a bag of vegetables.He washed very carefully, not letting go of every vegetable leaf.

Su Qicheng secretly glanced at Su Jingming while he was watching, and he stood up straight, "How is it at school?"

The question that every parent will ask, adolescent children like them should pay more attention to it.

Su Jingming thought that Su Qicheng was asking about the training camp.

"It's okay." He replied indifferently.

Su Qicheng's hand holding the spatula tightened, and he wanted to open his mouth to show concern for Su Jingming.Su Jingming turned off the water and wiped his hands, "There is nothing else."

"Gone."

Su Qicheng wanted to talk more with Su Jingming, but Su Jingming didn't mean that, so he raised his eyebrows and went outside to sit on the sofa.

Since the morning, Su Jingming's cell phone has been vibrating non-stop.Even though he knew it was a group message, he didn't turn on Do Not Disturb.

Every vibration seems to give myself a hope.

He glanced at the window, wondering when Su Qicheng bought window grilles and pasted them up, even the curtains were changed, and there were new cacti on the window sill.The TV has been turned on since the morning, and there are programs full of New Year's flavor, and the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala.

Su Jingming couldn't remember how many years he hadn't watched this show. When he was a child, what he looked forward to most was the Chinese New Year and a harmonious family reunion.

Near noon, there was a burst of firecrackers outside the window.Su Qicheng hurried out with a spatula, "Jingming, close the window."

Su Jingming was startled, before he recovered, Su Qicheng took the lead to close the window of the living room.

"It won't be good if the smell of gunpowder/smoke from firecrackers comes in after a while."

Hearing this, Su Jingming stood silently behind him. When Cheng Hui was still there, he would also rush out like Su Qicheng when he heard the sound of firecrackers.

It turned out to be the case.

When Su Jingming stepped into the kitchen in the morning, he felt a familiar feeling. It turned out that Su Qicheng had Cheng Hui's shadow.

It's funny.

Want to laugh but can't laugh.

Su Qicheng turned around and saw Su Jingming standing behind him with a dark face, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he wanted to ask but didn't ask.

"Eat a snack whenever you're hungry."

Su Jingming nodded, turned sideways, and made way for Su Qicheng.

As long as Su Qicheng was busy in the kitchen, Su Jingming was on the sofa looking at his mobile phone for a long time.I've looked through it countless times, but there's no news of that person.

Open Wen Yan's chat window, type "Happy New Year" and delete it, type it again, delete it again.

Repeated several times, Su Jingming sneered, what is the difference between him and a lunatic now, he was the one who left first.Now what's the matter with going back with the cheek.

Just when Su Jingming was about to exit Wen Yan's chat window, his phone vibrated, this time it was not a group chat message.

Wen Yan: What are you going to post?

Su Jingming's eyes widened slightly, but he still hadn't figured out how to answer.

Wen Yan: Do you want to write me a small composition for the New Year, then no need.

Salted eggs: ...

Salted Egg: It's not a small composition.

Salted Egg: Happy New Year.

Wen Yan was sitting on a chair in the study room to supervise Wen Miao's homework. He raised his eyebrows and hid a little smile in his eyes as he typed.

Wen Yan: You too, happy new year.

Su Jingming fiddled with the phone for a while, but he still couldn't figure out how to reply Wen Yan.Su Qicheng brought out the last dish from the kitchen, "Jingming, it's time to eat."

"Here we come." Su Jingming sighed and still threw the lock screen of the phone on the sofa, and went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Wen Yan didn't wait for Su Jingming's reply, so Wen Yan looked up at Wen Miao's homework.Point to the question with your finger, "Do you want to see the requirements of the question clearly?"

Wen Miao raised her head, why do I feel that my brother is not in a good mood?Like a bitter woman.

Under Wen Yan's coercion and lure, Wen Miao wrote until before dinner.

It was Wen's mother who came forward to rescue Wen Miao, took her daughter out of the study and complained: "What's wrong with your brother, he will force you to do homework during Chinese New Year."

Wen Miao had a mournful face: "Mom, you see he treats me like this when you are at home, wouldn't you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan coughed twice behind him.

"Mom, actually, I think my brother is like this, which is beneficial for me to strengthen my self-control." Wen Miao said seriously: "I like it quite a bit, don't you, brother."

Wen Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and hummed softly.

Mother Wen seldom intervenes between Wen Yan and Wen Miao, but she still can't help but turn her head to Wen Yan: "Your sister is a girl, so don't be too strict sometimes."

"I know how to measure." Wen Yan held the phone in his hand, and his smile didn't reach his eyes.

Just like what Su Jingming thought, the Wen family's New Year's Eve was very happy and peaceful, and even with Wen Miao, the coquette, on the table, the atmosphere never cooled down.

This year, Wen's father took the initiative to pour liquor for Wen Yan. Before Wen's mother could speak, "The child is almost eighteen, so it's not a problem to have a couple of drinks with Dad."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and took the wine: "Thank you, Dad."

Clink glasses with Father Wen and take a sip.Father Wen said: "You two really reassure us, especially Wen Yan takes care of my younger sister, so that your mother and I can fight with peace of mind when we are outside."

Wen's father and Wen's mother went out to fight and struggled for several years, most of the time Wen Yan took care of his younger sister.Wen Miao is also worry-free, and will not specifically confront Wen Yan.

"It's just that the parents feel that there is too little company with you, and they are afraid that you will complain."

When Wen Miao heard this, her eyes were red, and Mother Wen who was sitting beside her had already shed tears at some point.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere was slightly tipsy. Father Wen took advantage of the wine and said a lot of heartfelt words to the two brothers and sisters.In the end, I hope they don't complain that their parents are not around all year round.

Wen Miao burst into tears, sniffing her nose while holding Wen's mother's hand, "Why is it so strange, I know you have worked hard, so I listen to my brother very much."

Father Wen nodded, the wine glass in front of Wen Yan had bottomed out, he couldn't face drinking, he propped his chin with his hands, his eyes still looked a little clear.

Wen Yan couldn't listen to what Father Wen was saying at this time, he suddenly thought of Su Jingming, and wondered if he had a good New Year's Eve.

After Su Jingming was kicked downstairs last time, Wen Yan didn't ask about Su Jingming's family, and Su Jingming didn't mean to say anything.

It is now close to ten o'clock in the evening, and the Spring Festival Gala on TV is halfway through.

Father Wen got himself drunk while talking, and in the end he was almost lying on the dining table.Wen Miao and Wen's mother didn't know what whispers they were talking about, only Wen Yan separated himself, as if there was an invisible encirclement.

Suddenly want to see him.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Wen Yan's mind was filled with Su Jingming's face, and he wanted to meet him and say Happy New Year to him in person.

Thoughts are given by the mind, actions are given by the impulse.

Wen Yan stood up abruptly, Mother Wen and Wen Miao looked at him at the same time, "Mom, I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going at night?"

Wen Yan pursed his lips, unable to think of a suitable excuse.

Wen Miao made a rescue from the side: "It should be to set off fireworks, I heard from my brother yesterday."

"Won't you bring your sister to set off the fireworks?"

Wen Miao: "I'm not going, I'll smell bad when I come back, and they're a bunch of men, why should I join in the fun?"

Wen Yan looked at Wen Miao with gratitude in his eyes, hurriedly took a coat from the room, took the key and went out.

Father Wen was woken up by the sound of him closing the door. He woke up holding the wine glass: "Where is my son, my son..." Before he could finish speaking, he fell asleep again.

The two father and son of the Su family sat on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala awkwardly. During the period, Su Qicheng and Su Jingming talked, and Su Jingming responded indifferently.

Su Qicheng didn't force himself to go to the back, today Su Jingming entered the room without finishing his meal, it was already his biggest step forward.

Su Jingming slumped on the sofa, feeling sleepy, and the phone on the coffee table vibrated crazily.

He sat up in shock, it was Wen Yan who called him.

At this moment, Su Jingming's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Very surprised.

Su Qicheng: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Su Jingming was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked back to his room.As soon as he pressed the answer button, there was a gasp from the phone.

"...?"

As a flower of the new era, it was hard for him not to think about it, and it seemed that he remembered what Wen Miao said again, that Wen Yan fell in love early.

"Su Jingming." Wen Yan swallowed, "Are you at home?"

"En." Su Jingming heard clearly now, there was not only the sound of panting but also the sound of the wind whistling, "Are you outside?"

"Ah."

Wen Yan stopped slowly and calmed down his breathing.He raised his head and looked up slowly. The street lamps on the street were extraordinarily bright on the night of New Year's Eve, and the street lamps stretched his shadow very long.He raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a gentleness and an imperceptible tremor in his words.

"I'm downstairs at your house."

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