Ambush from all sides

A fat middle-aged man, probably a businessman, well dressed with silk and satin.

As soon as he came down, someone came up to him to support him, and he yelled "Ouch, Ouch", and walked over on his knees: "Oh, it's so hard, I really can't go to the south, my old poor legs..."

When Aunt Chen saw it, she immediately dragged a stool over to let him sit down: "Boss, do you have rheumatism?"

"Hey, yes, I stayed in Jiangling Mansion for a month, and the pain was unbearable. I finally came back now, and I will never sell goods there again." The boss said regretfully, beating his leg. , The mustache on the lips is trembling.Aunt Chen poured tea for them, and brought out a small charcoal stove and put it under his feet: "There is a charcoal stove here, boss, please dry your legs, maybe it will be better."

"Oh, thank you, lady boss!" The businessman held the stove under his knees, took a sip of hot tea, and immediately felt comfortable all over, and couldn't help squinting his eyes comfortably.The group of them sat at the table drinking tea and eating peanuts, too tired to talk.Only the boss was a little interested, and after a while he recovered, he poked his head and chatted with Aunt Chen: "Hey, lady boss, why are you the only one here? Isn't there a man to help you with things?"

Aunt Chen smiled while cleaning the bowls at the counter inside: "Yes, why not, my man and my young man went up the mountain today, and they said they were going to dig tender winter bamboo shoots, and by the way, see if we can bring two wild rabbits back."

"That's good! Don't look at the barren mountains and wild mountains here, your teahouse is quite comfortable." The middle-aged businessman looked at it and rubbed his sore knees: "Hey, it's just that it's too closed in winter. , We didn’t see any footprints and ruts along the way.”

"Actually, it's okay. Is it like this in winter? The mountains are covered by heavy snow. People often walk when the weather is good. After all, this road is close. Don't look at the barren mountains and mountains here. In fact, the news is quite well-informed. Listen to those The people who come and go are chatting, so they naturally know what happened outside. Hey, boss, what is your name, what kind of goods are you buying? This year, it has snowed heavily, and it will be a young year tomorrow, but our family hasn’t gone out to buy it yet. Stuff. If it's useful, can I buy some from you?"

"Oh, you asked the right person! Wang Chang, go to the car and get some preserved southern goods!" The boss pointed at him and let him go, then turned his face after a while, and said, "I, my surname is Wang. , from Lanzhou! Originally, I have been doing business in the Northwest. In the autumn, a friend pointed out that I started to sell southern goods from Jiangnan. There are a lot of good things. Sister, take a look, if there is something you want, I will It’s cheap for you! Although I brought it home for use at home, I think the three of you won’t be able to eat too much, and it will save you from running outside in this snowy day.”

"Hey, good, thank you, Boss Wang!" Aunt Chen smiled happily while choosing curiously among the goods they brought over.In that pile of things, there are top-quality ham, Lahe fresh food, and some dry ingredients that are rare in the north.Aunt Chen happily took a ham and some odds and ends.She picked it up in her hand, and her mouth was not idle: "Boss Wang, you have a lot of places to go. Well, is there anything new going on outside now?"

"What's new..." Boss Wang frowned and thought while eating peanuts, "There's nothing good to say. It's not very peaceful outside this year, and it's all bad luck. I won't talk about the frontier in autumn. Before that, the Ninth Prince of the Great Song Dynasty went to the barracks to frighten those Tartars. The same is true in Jiangnan. There are a group of insane businessmen who sell deceptive poisons. I heard that the emperor was very angry, and later sent Kaifeng Mansion and Dali Temple to take those people out."

"Hey, so cruel, why are those people so black-hearted!" Aunt Chen couldn't help but stop the movement of her hands, her old shriveled eyes widened.Boss Wang drank a bowl of tea, heaved a long sigh, and said, "Oh, no, those people are too vicious, and even killed the guard of a friend of mine, but luckily they didn't die. Speaking of which, My friend's eldest son is very capable. He took over their shop and did a good job, but for some reason, his body suddenly broke down! I don't know, and they don't admit it, but the neighbors are watching, I stayed behind closed doors for a long time, and it is said that I have become too thin. Hey, what a young man, I still want to marry my daughter."

As he said that, Boss Wang shook his head in disappointment again, with a look of resentment that God has no eyes.Aunt Chen felt a little emotional when she heard it, and shook her head: "Oh, what a crime, what is there a saying? God... God is jealous of talents! Your friend's son is probably too capable, making God jealous .”

"Isn't that right? That kid's business is so big that he has covered many industries. So some people say sarcastic remarks, saying that their family will always get a share of the pie."

Aunt Chen sighed with emotion, and piled the selected things on one side of the table in her hand: "Forget it, we can't take care of other people's affairs. Boss Wang, look at how much money I have to spend on this thing. I can take it for you."

Boss Wang turned his head and pointed at one of his family members, and waved: "Third son, you go, and it will be calculated at half the price we sell. But lady boss, if I sell it to you so cheaply, you can spare us the money for the tea, right?" ?”

Seeing such a great benefit, Aunt Chen was naturally overjoyed, her face wrinkled with a smile: "Hey, that's for sure! For sure!"

After seeing off Boss Wang and his party, Aunt Chen happily took the things back into the house one by one.After fiddling for a while, Uncle Chen and Dead Ye came out of the bamboo forest on the hillside across the road. rabbit.

Seeing them, Aunt Chen immediately greeted them happily: "Why did you come back so late? A very generous boss came here just now, and he sold me a lot of things at a low price!"

"Really?" Uncle Chen put down the pocket with a smile, and when the pocket was opened, it was full of light yellow winter bamboo shoots.Aunt Chen was so happy that she hurriedly picked up the bag in the dead leaf's hand, and there was also a lot of piles inside.Aunt Chen stretched out her hand to weigh the amount of winter bamboo shoots, thinking that it must weigh more than 30 catties, right? "Oh, it's enough for us to eat until Qingming! Wait, I'll make old hen soup with bamboo shoots for you tonight!"

Aunt Chen took the bag and went into the kitchen, and Dead Leaf followed with the rabbit.When he passed the counter and saw a pile of things on it, he was a little surprised and said, "Aunt Chen, you bought so many things."

"Of course, it's New Year's Eve! This year there is one more you, so it will naturally be richer. Come on, give me that rabbit. Tomorrow Xiaonian, let's make dry pot rabbit meat!" Dead Leaf reached out and handed the rabbit to Aunt Chen, Seeing her happily took the kitchen knife and began to peel off the bamboo shoots.The dead leaves dragged a small bench and sat down. She took a winter bamboo shoot in her hand and wanted to peel it too. When Aunt Chen saw it, she quickly reached out with the tip of a knife to stop her: "Hey, these bamboo shoots are hard, don't peel them with your hands, go to the counter Get a knife over there!"

Withered Leaf looked at her silently, blinked, then stretched out his hand, and took out his Withered Leaf Knife from his waist.Aunt Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but forget it, let him go, so Dead Leaf started to kill bamboo shoots with the knife she used to kill people.The dry and hard bamboo shoots were peeled off layer by layer, slowly revealing the tender yellow bamboo shoots inside.

Aunt Chen is happy today, her hands are busy, and she keeps talking: "Ah Hao, I followed your uncle up the mountain today, do you recognize the winter bamboo buns?" The winter bamboo buns that Aunt Chen said refers to the muddy ground with winter bamboo shoots underneath. Generally, inexperienced people cannot accurately find bamboo shoots from the ground.Withered Ye lowered her head, didn't raise her eyes, but just shook her head: "I don't recognize it. Uncle Chen pointed it out to me. I'll dig wherever he points."

After hearing this, Aunt Chen smiled and turned her head to look at his quiet profile.Although this child is seldom talkative, dull, and a little weird, and always wears a mask, he still has a good heart and is quite obedient.She smiled for a while, sighed a little, and said, "We can have a good time this year. There are bamboo shoots, fish in the lake below the mountain, and I bought a lot of things today. Hey, Ah Hao you I missed it, the boss came from the south today, there are a lot of southern goods in the car, don’t you also come from there, I also said that I can have something you like to eat.”

After hearing this, Dead Leaf didn't express anything special, just pursed the corner of her mouth: "It's okay, I'm not picky."

"It's fine if you don't choose. Auntie is afraid that you will think about things over there. Speaking of which, the boss is really kind, and he told me a lot of things. He said that his friend's son suddenly became seriously ill. What a capable child... Hey, the world is unpredictable, and it seems that the outside world is not very peaceful recently. We ordinary people, let's just live in this mountain nest for the rest of our lives, be comfortable and not cause trouble."

Withered Ye lowered her face, and the emotion in her eyes flickered for a moment, and then she calmed down again.Aunt Chen reached out to take the bamboo shoots she had peeled off from his hand, rinsed them with water, put them on the chopping board and cut into pieces neatly with a hob: "Tomorrow is a small year, after the small year, let's have a good New Year's Eve , safe and sound, is a blessing."

Aunt Chen chattered while cutting things, and the dead leaves stood quietly behind her, watching the fresh and tender bamboo shoots being cut into slices, and the water in the pot beside her was already steaming.Looking at the plain and simple kitchen, he took a deep breath in his chest, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a flat arc: "...um."

Just now Aunt Chen casually mentioned the unforeseen events, to be honest, when Dead Leaf heard this, she felt a faint movement in her heart, and thought of Zhan Hao for some reason.

He remembered what was the straw that broke the camel's back. If it wasn't for Yin Lanci's reminder, he would have really forgotten that Zhan Hao's life would only be 60 years old.He doesn't understand the poison of Yagi Running Water. He doesn't know the symptoms when the poison occurs, whether it occurs slowly or suddenly.He only heard that Bai Yutang's Fifth Aunt had been very young before she died of illness, and that she got sick because of being injured. Thinking about it, during Zhan Hao's 60 years, he should not have been troubled by other illnesses.

But things are unpredictable.Except for Yagi Running Water, Zhan Hao is invulnerable to all poisons, but that doesn't mean he won't get sick.There should be a common cold and fever, and he still smokes. It is not impossible to suffer from tuberculosis when he gets old.He is capable, but after all, he is also an ordinary person.

Even though it's thousands of miles away, I can't help but miss it.The feeling of liking is not built in a day, nor can it dissipate in just two months.What's more, he still uses Zhan Hao's name, wears Zhan Hao's clothes, and dreams of him even when he sleeps at night.Even though she decided to leave him and break away from the life related to him, but hiding in this snow-covered mountain nest, the miss has not diminished, but has intensified, and everything can remind him of him.

Even if he knew that he would never meet again, even if he knew that the relationship between the two would be severed by himself.

In the new year, there is a sacrifice to the stove, and the sacrifice of the stove cannot be done by women, so the next day, Uncle Chen took the dead leaves and took off the old and dark picture of the Stove Lord pasted on the stove from the earthen wall, and pasted a new one.

There is also a need to put sugar on the stove for offering sacrifices, and the dead leaves don't know what this custom is. Uncle Chen told him while making it, this is to use sugar to stop the mouth of the Stove Lord, and asking him to go to the Jade Emperor can only say good things.Dead Leaf was a little ignorant when he heard it, because he didn't know these trivial things because of his childhood, and he couldn't understand them.Seeing Uncle Chen busy now, I don't feel any awe of the Stove Lord, but just think it's funny to talk about it.

Changzhou also sacrifices stoves, but southerners celebrate the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, not the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.Therefore, when the dead leaves spent the New Year in the mountain nest outside Luoyang City and prepared for the New Year, the little girl in the kitchen of the Zhan family had just placed the candied melons on the stove to seal the mouth of the Stove King.

The fourth son and Gongsun were taken back to Xiaoyao Island by Zhao Pu early in the morning, and Zhan Tianxing and Yin Lanci followed Zhan Zhao Bai Yutang to Xingkong Island.They didn't mean to leave Zhan Hao alone, but they wanted to spend New Year's Eve in Changzhou, so they had to go to their in-laws once when they were young.Zhan Hao didn't really care, he sat in the lobby and waved at them, saying go ahead... Hey wait, bring Fang Qiu over too, that kid Lu Zhen of Island Master Lu seems to be about the same age?Let him get to know more of his peers.

When Fang Qiu heard this, he was in a bad mood immediately, and hugged his calf tightly with an aggrieved face, muttering in a low voice while crawling into his arms.Zhan Hao scratched his nose and asked why he didn't go?Fang Qiu buried his face in the clothes on his chest and said in a low voice that I am here to accompany you.

When Zhan Zhao heard this, he immediately felt uncomfortable, and Yin Lanci also worriedly grabbed her husband's hand.Zhan Hao felt that the atmosphere on their side was not right, so he hugged Fang Qiu quickly, and waved goodbye to them: "Aren't you going, hurry up, I won't be able to make it before dinner later."

Zhan Zhao stood at the entrance of the lobby and grabbed Bai Yutang's hand, said in a soft voice, "Brother, why don't you go with us."

Zhan Hao hugged Fang Qiu and smiled helplessly at him: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, and I have to change the new medicine that Mr. Gongsun prepared for me later. The medicine he raised is buried in the ground, so it has to be buried in the ground. It’s not convenient for me to go here with you. Well, don’t dawdle, go quickly.” As he spoke, he took Fang Qiu’s little hand and waved at them, coaxing: “Come on. , Fang Qiu, say goodbye to uncle and grandma."

Fang Qiu nestled obediently in Zhan Hao's arms, shaking his little white hands slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Goodbye."

Unable to persuade, Zhan Zhao and the others had no choice but to leave.Zhan Hao heard their footsteps gradually fade away, and after a while, the courtyard door opened and closed.He looked over there quietly, hugged Fang Qiu tightly in his arms, buried his head and kissed the little guy's face lightly.

Fang Qiu puffed up her face slightly, hugged him sullenly, turned around, buried her face in his chest, and asked softly, "Uncle Zhan, when will Brother Mask come back?"

Hearing this, Zhan Hao dawdled with his movements for a moment, and then relaxed after a while.He reached out to touch the little guy's hair, and said softly, "Fang Qiu misses him?"

"En." The child was very honest, and he didn't hide the longing in his heart at all, Zhan Hao couldn't help but laugh a little.He thought to himself, if only the little fox could be so frank, he would say what he had, and he would answer honestly when asked, without keeping things in his heart.In this way, he will not leave himself without saying a word.

Listening to the deserted and quiet courtyard, Zhan Hao slowly relaxed his body, and hugged Fang Qiu tighter.He tilted his head slightly and leaned on the back of the chair, and said softly, "I miss him too."

Besides, he had no answer to Fang Qiu's question.

In fact, Zhan Hao knew that Zhan Zhao and Zhao Pu had been helping to find the trace of the dead leaves. When Zhe Ying came, Zhan Hao overheard the conversation between him and his younger brother.It is easy and easy to find someone in the vast crowd, but it is also difficult to say that it is difficult. The fear is that someone will deliberately conceal it.Originally it was found that the dead leaves were heading towards Luoyang. Some people in Luoyang City also said that they saw a strange masked man passing by on the street, and a gangster said that the man robbed his money and left.Later, they searched in the direction outside the west gate, and got news that the dead leaves were going to Lanzhou, but they continued to chase there, and the trace suddenly disappeared.

I don't know where something went wrong, or Dead Leaf changed his mind temporarily.There are several forks on the official road between Luoyang Mansion and Jingzhao Mansion, some leading to Lanzhou, some to Chengdu Mansion, and some to Taiyuan Mansion, and there are many hidden paths in the mountains.The little gangster in Luoyang City said that the dead leaves robbed him of a lot of money, so it might not be possible to buy a horse for transportation.They have been busy for nearly two months, but have not found the exact whereabouts.The dead leaves disappeared like a drop of water into the sea.

Zhan Hao didn't find this result too strange.At any rate, the little fox is someone who has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and knows how to hide his tracks.There are some things that people cannot control if they want to, such as fate, or feelings.He and Dead Leaf are both people who are forced by fate to come to this day, but the difference is that he can open his hands to accept others, while Dead Leaf has put his hands behind his back.

Maybe he wasn't affectionate enough to convince Dead Leaf completely.

The Zhanfu returned to silence.

Without the nagging fourth son, the dedicated and paranoid Gongsun, and the parents and brothers who worried about him every day, Zhan Hao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed and at ease.After all, he is not used to certain roles, such as the weak who are sympathized with.He has always taken care of others, but now the people around him take care of him in turn, which makes him a little at a loss.

Maybe that's why he didn't want others to know that he was seriously ill.

During the Spring Festival, things are nothing more than offering sacrifices to the stove and eating.Now there are few people left in the family, many girls and boys whose parents are still alive, Zhan Hao has driven them back, so there are only six or seven people left in the Zhan family.Although there are many people, it is lively, but it is warm enough to set up a small table like this.

During the meal, Fang Qiu sat next to Zhan Hao, and helped him pick up vegetables and soup again and again, her tender hands were still trembling while holding the chopsticks.When Zhan Hao heard his movements, he couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.He estimated the location, reached out and grabbed Fang Qiu's wrist, and coaxed softly: "Fang Qiu, don't help me pick up the food, you can eat obediently."

Fang Qiu raised his face, his round eyes were obviously full of worry: "Then you can't see, what should you do?"

Zhan Hao smiled, and reached out to touch the back of his head: "I'll ask your sister Ji Tang to help me pick up the vegetables, so you don't need to be busy."

The little guy looked at his bandaged face, pouted his mouth unhappily, and then lowered his head sullenly to eat.Both Ji Tang and Yu Ke sighed silently, and then Ji Tang put a few slices of vegetables in Zhan Hao's bowl.Zhan Hao turned his face and smiled at her, the movements of his hands were still unhurried, as if he was not interested in food and only regarded eating as a routine.He didn't speak, and there were no other noises at the dinner table, only occasionally Min Wei popped out a sentence or two, telling him about Zheng Dong Chonglian's letter sent to him in Suzhou.

The room was dull, and the young year, which was supposed to be beautiful and warm, just passed by like this.

In the evening, Ji Tang took the medicine that Gongsun raised in the back garden and said to change it for Zhan Hao.Before Yu Ke told her that the young master was taking a bath in the bathroom, so Ji Tang waited in the porch outside.But she didn't hear anything for a while, she touched the door and yelled twice, but no one answered inside, she stretched out her hand and pushed - well, the light was on, and the person had already disappeared.

So the little girl took the jar and went to Zhan Hao's room to have a look. She thought he would rest in the room, but when she opened the door, she found that it was also empty.At this moment, Min Wei walked by holding the sleepy Fang Qiu, Ji Tang turned to her and asked, "Min Wei, where is the young master?"

"In the east courtyard, I was just telling a story to Fang Qiu in the porch." After Min Wei finished speaking, she hugged Fang Qiu and left.Ji Tang lowered his eyes worriedly, sighed, turned around and walked slowly towards the east courtyard.

Ever since Zhan Hao came back from Kaifeng, Ji Tang never saw him happy.In the past, the dead leaves were still there, and you could often see two people staring at each other and laughing at each other.The young master's temperament is calm and indifferent, and he will only show bad intentions in front of Brother Cen.Teasing him, teasing him, deliberately annoying him, that is the leisurely and amiable Zhan Hao.

As it is now, it seems to be back to last year, and I am afraid it is not as good as last year.At that time, Brother Cen hadn't come yet, and the young master wandered around with a cigarette bag hanging around every day, but at least he had nothing on his mind, at most he felt bored.But now, I have pretended to be someone in my heart, so how can I be open and comfortable?

Ji Tang walked to the east courtyard while worrying. The remnant snow in the courtyard was also bright at night, and was turned into a warm orange by the wind lamp in the porch.Zhan Hao was standing under the lotus magnolia tree, wearing a snow-white cloak, with a plain face facing the bright crescent moon in the sky.There was no wind in the night, his face was facing the sky quietly like that, his black hair was like a waterfall, all draped over his shoulders.The moonlight and the surrounding snow reflected his figure, making Zhan Hao look like a blind exile.

"Master." Ji Tang called him in a low voice, and walked over with a small jar in his hand.Zhan Hao turned his face away and smiled at her quietly, his eyes were covered, so he couldn't tell whether it was peace or depression.So Ji Tang could only continue to worry, and stood beside him quietly.

This position under the tree was often occupied by dead leaves before, either in a daze or practicing exercises.If not biased, they had seen the same sight.

In the room behind, the three cats were meowing in low voices, Wuyun and Xiaojiao seemed to be fighting, and the little mandarin duck was lazily, with a hoarse and deep voice.Ji Tang carefully raised his eyes to look at Zhan Hao, his side face was still silent and handsome, his nose was straight and strange, and his lips were quiet and charming.But his eyes, his best eyes, were now firmly covered with bandages.And the person who made him willingly blind is not by his side now.

Most of the rest of the Zhan family didn't take the initiative to mention it, fearing that talking about it would make Zhan Hao feel sad.But Ji Tang feels that sometimes the heart that loves someone will want to confide, and sharing things about your sweetheart with others, isn't it a kind of release for the suppressed person?It may be sad, it may be sad, but isn't that what it is to love someone, it is uncontrollable, unpredictable, but it makes people willing.

"Master, are you thinking about Big Brother Cen again?" Ji Tang looked at him and asked this sentence softly.Zhan Hao didn't answer right away, he looked at the moon on the eaves for a while, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and answered in a low voice, "No, I was thinking about myself."

"Missing yourself?"

"Yes, myself." Zhan Hao turned his head and smiled hastily at her, the corners of his mouth gradually calmed down again, "I was thinking, if my life was like this, it would be really ordinary."

Looking at his quiet and peaceful expression, Ji Tang couldn't help his eyes sore, and then lowered his eyes.Zhan Hao couldn't see her face, he still faced the night sky quietly, and said to himself in that faint voice without any emotion: "So he came, and I still feel that life is coming to an end... ...I thought that in this life, God let me experience the joy of being in love with others, but I didn't expect that He let me bear the pain of not being able to love."

"I should have known earlier that God was not that kind to me."

Facing the night sky, Zhan Hao smiled self-deprecatingly for a while, then slowly lowered his head.

He was thinking about himself and the 29 years he had gone through.Tomorrow is his birthday, and it will be another ordinary birthday.Zhao Zhao and Niang should be able to give gifts, but now, today, what is the meaning of those items without temperature to him?

Half his life, half his life he couldn't help himself, had had enough—enough of being alone, enough of being alone.What does this kind of life mean to him? Even if his eyes are healed and his life can live longer, in those longer days, is there any reason for him to continue walking?

His life is like this, after all, it is not perfect, what he wants will never be obtained, and there is nowhere to find a compromise.After living for so many years, these months are the most exciting, happiest, and also the most painful.God gave him something he shouldn't have, let him taste it, and then took it back.

If someone asks Zhan Hao, what is the most helpless thing in his life, maybe he really doesn't know how to rank them.

Either an unchosen origin, or an unshirkable responsibility.He has experienced so many separations without saying goodbye, so many unforgettable pasts, but in the end, in the continuous passing time, he was still experiencing the inexplicable loneliness alone, waiting quietly, and finally Coming, helpless death.

And when he died, he still had an unstoppable love in his heart.

Beside him, Ji Tang hugged the small medicine jar, bit his lip, and couldn't help sobbing in his throat.She has followed Zhan Hao for many years, since Zhan Hao was 15 years old, she has been by Zhan Hao's side all the time.She knew all about Zhan Hao's life experience, she took care of many things by herself, the young master's inescapable responsibility, and was forced to move forward step by step by these things, leaving behind what she wanted time and time again... He gave up so much. Many, but today, God is unwilling to repay him a lover.

She felt uncomfortable, and the more ordinary the young master was, the more uncomfortable she felt.If possible, she hoped that Zhan Hao could cry a lot, but he was so peaceful and peaceful, like a dying person with no desires or desires.She even felt that Zhan Hao was ready to die, and could turn around and leave at any time...

This thought made Ji Tang even more sad, and she couldn't help the crying in her throat.Zhan Hao lowered his face and quietly turned his head to face her.After a long while, he stretched out his hand and patted the little girl's shoulder, comforting him softly: "Why are you crying, I'm not crying... Don't cry, it's okay, I'm fine."

Ji Tang still bowed his head in silence, his lips were tightly pressed together, tears streaming down his face.Zhan Hao put his arms around her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't cry, didn't you come over to change my medicine, why are you crying, go into the room and get a bandage."

"En." Ji Tang suppressed his crying and nodded, obediently followed Zhan Hao into the room.Zhan Hao patted her head, and said: "Mr. Gongsun is amazing, he won't let me die, otherwise, wouldn't he smash his signboard? Come on, open the medicine jar, let's take a look, what is he like today? Can the medicine make my eyes better, I still want to watch the fireworks on New Year's Eve."

Ji Tang raised his head and saw a calm but warm smile on Zhan Hao's face under the orange light.She couldn't help biting her lip, nodded heavily with tears in her eyes, and said in a choked voice, "Well, good!"