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At four o'clock in the afternoon on New Year's Eve, Sheng Ci stood at the entrance of the hotel waiting for the bus.He bowed his head and took a little inventory of the things he was about to bring to his father's new family and for his younger brother, and after a while he confirmed that he had brought everything together.

It was difficult to wait for the car during the Spring Festival. Sheng Ci waited for 10 minutes before the car came.

The wind in this city is still very bitter, and there is no daylight on New Year's Eve, and the weather is gloomy and gloomy.The driver played the broadcast of an unknown radio station in the car. The voice of the female anchor was sweet and gentle. The driver and Sheng Ci bluntly said that they liked this anchor the most, and talked a lot of nonsense with Sheng Ci along the way.

He was very happy to hear that, because of the driver's smile, he always felt that he was not alone.

Until he came to his father's new family.

Sheng Ci stood at the door and rang the doorbell for a long time before someone came to open it. It was his father.

Father's expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be a little unhappy.He didn't say a word, just opened the door and turned around to leave.

Sheng Ci entered the porch, listening to the laughter inside, stood a little stiffly in place.The entrance was full of shoes, and there were no house shoes reserved for him.

After standing for a while, a child, Sheng Ci's younger brother, came out of the cafeteria.

"Brother." The child called softly.Sheng Ci sharply heard the voice over there weakened by half.

"Hmm." Sheng Ci put the bag in his left hand on the cabinet and ignored it.He squatted in the porch to respond to his younger brother, then handed him the bag on his right hand, and took out a red envelope from his coat pocket: "Happy New Year, Yangyang."

The younger brother took it, "Thank you brother."

Sheng Ci had no shoes to change, and was dragged by his younger brother into the cafeteria by the hem of his clothes.They had already eaten the New Year's Eve dinner, and a group of people heard the sound and looked towards the door, and the talking and laughing stopped abruptly.

The father and stepmother sat in the center, and the stepmother's sisters and younger brothers sat on both sides. Everyone ate delicious food until their lips got a little greasy.

Prestigious words are the first to break the suffocating silence.He took out two red envelopes from his pocket, handed them to his father and stepmother respectively, and said, "Happy New Year."

With a slightly insincere smile, the father took the red envelope and put it on the table.The stepmother didn't even look at the red envelope, but beckoned to the younger brother standing at Sheng Ci's feet: "Yangyang, come here."

The younger brother talked about Sheng Ci and wanted to sit with Sheng Ci.Because of his brother's stubbornness, the stepmother and sister beside him could only give up their seats in dissatisfaction.

"Why is this place so dirty again?" The stepmother glanced at the dusty footprints, then shifted her gaze to Sheng Ci, and said, "It's your dirty shoes."

Sheng Ci did not speak.The rest of the people were looking at Sheng Ci's shoes through the bottom of the table.

He sat there very uncomfortable, expressionless.Father glanced at Sheng Ci and took the lead in chatting about another topic.

Sheng Ci is that he didn't know that his stepmother was the person whose father had cheated on him for several years until he was a semester in college.

The stepmother has a good family background, and the youngest father is eight years old. She just likes the father who has nothing but a good skin.Most of the father's ability to get his head out of the soil depends on his stepmother, so his father has little say in the new home.The stepmother hates Sheng Ci's biological mother, and she hates Sheng Ci even more.

If you want to say why, Sheng Ci thinks that he looks too similar to his mother.A mother is gone, but the grand words are always there, and the years of jealousy and contempt will not disappear.

Sheng Ci thinks his stepmother is a lunatic with extremely poor vision.

The bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table are not worthy of a grand speech. My father said that he was invited to eat, but in fact no one counted him as a part of it.But he didn't plan to add more, and he didn't have an appetite for a table of meals.

The younger brother clumsily picked up a dumpling and wanted to send it to Sheng Cizui.Sheng Ci only had time to take a look, and the dumplings on the chopsticks were put back into his brother's bowl by his stepmother, "Yangyang, be good, eat by yourself."

Because of the existence of Shengci on the table, the popularity was halved, probably because everyone was unwilling to bring Shengci into the bustle of the world.Sheng Ci sat on the table for 3 minutes, didn't eat anything in the end, said goodbye only his father responded politely, and hurried downstairs alone.

The streets are quiet, the shops are mostly closed and there is less traffic than before.At this time, most of them are reunited at home, and it is a lively time with the family.

Sheng Ci didn't intend to take a taxi, but just walked aimlessly on the cold winter streets.He was thinking, what was he doing at this time last year?

At this time last year, he should have been clumsily helping Mingxu in the kitchen.The dumplings he made were either broken or ugly, and some of the fillings were wasted in the end, and Ming Xu expelled him from the kitchen.

Then, they have New Year's Eve dinner on the table.Sheng Ci proposed to watch TV, but Ming Xu stopped him with 'concentrate on eating'.

Standing under an unlit street lamp, Sheng Ci breathed out a breath of white air, suddenly a little dazed, like mayfly dust between the sky and the earth, not knowing where to place his sustenance.In the bleak and cold wind, he squatted down after standing for a long time, and stood up again when his legs became numb. He was bored and repeated.

Uncle Wang's call came when he was stamping his feet to relieve the numbness in his legs.

"Xiao Sheng," Uncle Wang said loudly and happily, "Have you eaten yet?"

Sheng Ci blinked and said, "I just finished eating."

Uncle Wang let out an 'oh', paused for a while, seemed to be communicating with the person next to him, and then said: "Would you like to come to Uncle Wang's house to eat? Uncle Wang cooks himself."

Sheng Ci thought about it for a while, and felt that it is always bad to disturb other people's homes during the Chinese New Year.But at this moment, he wanted to see Uncle Wang very much, and wanted to hear Uncle Wang talk to him.

Before he finished thinking, Uncle Wang said, "Where are you? I'll pick you up. Uncle Wang misses you too. We haven't seen each other for a week."

Sheng Ci was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't care about anything else when he missed it.After telling Uncle Wang the address, he stopped at the spot and waited for Uncle Wang to pick him up.

He thought it would really be Uncle Wang who came to pick him up, but no matter how he thought about it, he never expected that it would be Ming Xu.

When he squatted on the ground and carefully counted the grains of sand, when he looked up following the sound of footsteps, he admitted that he wanted to escape the moment he saw clearly that it was Mingxu.

He didn't return the eighteen calls that day, and he also pretended not to see Mingxu's occasional text messages after that.His thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't find a suitable angle to start with the problems that traversed between them.

So he became the 'immature person' that Mingxu disliked the most, and he chose to escape.

"Sheng Ci?" Ming Xu looked down at Sheng Ci, interrupted Sheng Ci's daze, and said, "Let's go."

"You..." Sheng Ci licked his lips, unbelievable and panicked, "Why are you here?"

Ming Xu opened the door of the passenger seat and said, "Uncle Wang is here to pick you up."

Sheng Ci's hands were hanging by his sides, fingers curled up.Ming Xu also seemed a little stiff, but his eyes were always on Sheng Ci, focused and serious, as if Sheng Ci would run away if he missed a glance.

Seeing that Sheng Ci was still silent, Mingxu pursed her lower lip lightly.He walked up to Sheng Ci, held Sheng Ci's left little finger with his right hand, and made a thin circle.He turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at Sheng Ci who hadn't recovered yet.

"I lost weight." He murmured like a mosquito, and he didn't hear the grand words behind him who kept his head down.

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Tear off the label of maturity that you think, give him all the tenderness and romance, no matter if you are childish, don't worry so much, just love him.