The second ring road is a particularly lively place in the new year. The old alleys are full of red lanterns and couplets. Xie Ximian drove in the winding streets expressionlessly. After a long time, he took a breath: "The words on the couplets of Jiang Ye's It was well written."

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon to pick up the kitten and return to the base. Xie Ximian and Ou Xiaodian set up the cat's litter and cat toilet together, and packed the goat milk powder according to the amount and put them in the kitchen.

"Can you really take care of these three little BBs, or spend a lot of money to invite an aunt to come here." Ou Xiaodian squatted and said, "And you eat these days, and you still call it a hotel meal like before?"

Xie Ximian chased him away: "You can leave at ease, I won't die living in this base." He promised, "If I die, the cat won't die."

"Why are you so unlucky? People who celebrate the Chinese New Year say you can't die." Ou Xiaodian thumped him coquettishly, "You will be given red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. You have to be well alone in the base. Come here to play with you."

Xie Ximian thought for a while: "Can you come and take care of me for a day in the third grade of junior high school? I have an appointment with Haozi."

"Third year... Let's talk about it later, if I don't come, I will call someone to take care of you." After Ou Xiaodian finished speaking, he took the key, "I'm leaving."

"Go."

Ou Xiaodian: "I'm really leaving."

"If you talk again, I will ask Jiang Ye to take a taxi back to the base and beat you up."

Ou Xiaodian: "You fucking..." He swallowed the curse, and pointed at Xie Qimian with his finger.

After half a minute, Xie Ximian received Ou Xiaodian's irritable voice: "Draft the dam! Xie Ximian, you fucking smoke in my car!"

Xie Ximian replied: [I got out of the car when the smell dissipated, don't touch porcelain]

"You wait, I will arrest you when I come back after the new year, and fine you severely!"

Accompanied by Ou Xiaodian's roar, Xie Ximian put down his phone and lay down on the sofa in the living room.

all gone.

The entire base was empty, and only myself was left.

Xie Ximian has nothing to do during the rare rest time of the year. Occasionally, when he calms down, he feels that he has embarked on the road of professional gamer, not because he chose the game, but because the game saved him, leaving him blank The boring life has color, and it will not waste time and do nothing.

The little milk cat was still sleeping, Xie Ximian adhered to the principle of a small amount and many times, and fed the goat milk with a syringe, which was considered a busy day.

The WeChat group was full of excitement. Lin Chao complained that he started from making the bed when he returned home. Liang Nian posted about the first meal his parents entertained him, and lamented that this was the treatment of "the first day home". It will be miserable.

And Jiang Ye has not spoken.

Xie Ximian poked at the chat box, and suddenly, a red "1" popped up in the chat box with the name Ye and the sky background.

Ye: [How is the kitten? 】

Xie Ximian smiled softly in the dark room, and replied: 【Ask the kitten or me? 】

Ye: [? 】

Sleep: [OK]

Probably because it was too brief, Jiang Ye couldn't answer the conversation, Xie Ximian added: [The kitten is very good, eat it as soon as it eats, sleeps and eats, I don't even have a chance to rua]

Ye: [Wait for them to grow up a bit more]

The chat interface paused, neither of them knew what to say, and fell silent across the screen.

Xie Ximian understood the young man's shyness and entanglement, and took the initiative to say: 【Don't even ask me how my day is going? 】

Ye: [You are so familiar with the base, can you still get lost]

Ye seems to have finally figured out that he can continue the reply to the previous topic: [The kitten is only two days old, why do you want to masturbate]

The room was quiet, Xie Ximian only looked at his phone but felt lively. He lay down under the quilt, feeling the warmth surrounding him, and curled up his hands and feet to reply: [What's the difference between raising a cat without rua and sending you a WeChat message but not caring about me? 】

Mian: [They are all hooligans]

Ye: […]

Ye: [Why should I care about you, and you don't seem to need me to care]

Mian: [I live alone in such a big bungalow, shouldn't I be alone? 】

Ye: [You have so many friends, are you still lonely]

Why is it that some people are still sour during the Chinese New Year? Xie Ximian couldn't help laughing, and kindly coaxed the children: [Those are all passers-by]

Ye: […]

Ye: [Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, what are you going to do? 】

Sleep: [sleep, watch the kitten sleep, feed yourself, feed the kitten]

Ye: [When did the base become a zoo, either cats or pigs]

sleep:【? 】

Mian: [I'm just so vulnerable.jpg]

It is difficult for e-sports players to adjust their schedules. Even though the clock has turned over to start a new day, Xie Qimian is still not sleepy, chatting with Jiang Ye at random.

It seemed that Jiang Ye was sleeping on the bed next door covered with blue daisy sheets.

Ye: [You told the people in the live broadcast room yesterday that there is still a kitten that has not found its owner]

Mian: [Well, what's the matter, do you want to raise it? 】

Ye: [How is it possible, I don’t understand at all]

The page showed that Ye was typing. Xie Ximian waited for nearly 5 minutes before Jiang Ye said: [I have a pretty good one... Let me introduce you to the shit-shoveling officer you mentioned. Do you have any requirements for her? 】

Xie Ximian noticed that Jiang Ye was referring to "she", his eyes dimmed, and he said: [All family members agree to raising is the premise, experience in raising cats or pets is the best, have a certain financial ability, and can afford small pets. Basic living expenses for cats. 】

Mian: [The most important thing is to have a sense of responsibility, not abandon the kitten, be able to post photos regularly, and accept return visits]

It took another 5 minutes for Jiang Ye's reply to come: 【She meets your requirements】

Xie Ximian was a little curious, did Jiang Ye find some relative to take over his kitten.

Mian: [Let's talk about it after we meet again in the next year]

Ye: [Yes]

The topic of kittens was gone, and the chat interface became deserted again. Xie Ximian yawned and wanted to ask Jiang Ye when he would go to bed.

Jiang Ye took the initiative to ask: [Did you play games today? 】

Mian: [Help, it's New Year's Eve, let me take a break, the cows in the field have delicious food for the New Year]

Ye: [I didn't ask you to play games, but I went online today and didn't see you there]

Mian: [Are you still online today? 】

Ye: [um]

Ye: [Kids of relatives, must watch]

Xie Qimian really didn't expect that other people's performances for relatives during the Chinese New Year would turn into performances and playing games at Jiang Ye's place. He could almost imagine Jiang Ye's cold face when he was forced to turn on the computer.

Mian: [Have you won? It can’t be the same as every year. Losing solo with passers-by Internet cafes, embarrassing and throwing it on the forum during the Chinese New Year]

Ye: [Sleeping]

The short three words expressed Jiang Ye's anger at being compared with Liang Nian. Later, Xie Ximian coaxed three or four sentences without replying. Xie Ximian laughed energetically. In the middle of the night, he searched for last year's post and sent it to Liang Nian.

Then Liang Nian hung up in the team group and scolded him until the afternoon of New Year's Eve.

Before going to bed, Xie Ximian set seven or eight alarm clocks at different times to feed the kitten. Other than that, he had been sleeping in fragments all the time, and he didn't fully wake up until late at night.

Surrounded by endless darkness, Xie Qimian had slept for too long and had a terrible headache, so he pulled the curtains with great effort to see the sky.Outside the window is heavy snow, the light reflected from the snow passes through the window lattice, penetrates into a piece of fine dust, and tears a crack from the darkness.

Xie Ximian rubbed his temples, got off the bed, stood at the window and looked out, the city was full of traffic, the neon lights were flickering, and several buildings seemed to be splashed with gold and red. You can smell the reunion at a glance.

The phone is dead.

Xie Ximian was too lazy to charge it, so he left it aside, did not turn on the light when he left the room, walked downstairs in the dark, and turned on the power system of the whole bungalow with one click.

The bungalow, which was as quiet as an ancient castle, suddenly came alive, but he looked even more lonely.

He soaked goat milk powder, fed the three wailing kittens, made himself a bowl of noodles by the way, muttered, "Cats eat better than me", and sat on the small table by the French window in the living room to wait.

Seriously, I haven't counted the [-]th of the new year for five years. Ever since I became a professional player, the days seem to be counted according to the season, and the festival of the year has become very unclear.

He was so hungry, he took out the fork and poked the noodles, swallowing the hard texture.

A bowl of noodles warmed up the stomach, but it was not soaked until softened, so Xie Ximian wanted to make another bowl. When he carried the instant noodles to the kitchen, he was attracted by the ringing laughter in the neighborhood. He wiped the noodles on the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the white mist, I saw several children chasing in the snow, one of them held a small red electric lantern in his hand, and the parents stretched out their hands behind to prevent the children from falling.

The noodles in his hands didn't look delicious anymore, Xie Ximian put them back in the snack room and nestled on the sofa.

The three kittens hadn't opened their eyes yet, Xie Ximian squatted and watched for a while, and felt that it was really deserted, so he turned on the TV.

Woke up too late, the Spring Festival Gala was in the second half, and the countdown would be one and a half hours away. Xie Ximian covered himself with a blanket and listened to the sketch, wondering what Jiang Ye was doing now.

Thinking that he couldn't figure it out, he went upstairs to find his mobile phone and plugged it in next to the TV to charge it.

The Spring Festival documentary was being played at the gala, Xie Ximian was watching his phone for a long time without turning it on, so he could only sit back on the sofa and watch the TV screen.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the children played fairy wands, and the colorful colors embellished the cold night. Xie Qimian propped his chin and looked out, across the snow and the sky of the city.

The wanderers who were away from home returned home, the train carrying the reunion went back and forth regardless of day and night, the last office worker in the company turned off the lights, and someone brought a plate of hot dumplings to the dining table full of people.

The Spring Festival is to meet, but also to go.

It is I who go to you, and it is you who wait for me.

When the door was pushed open, Jiang Ye was Xie Qimian's night returner in the wind and snow.

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