kiss goodnight

On the day of New Year's Eve, the fourth snowfall in winter in Jingnan fell. Wen Ke got off work and passed by the duty room. Duan Yang was wrapped in a thick coat and was holding a warm water bottle. There was a phone record spread out on the table, and he was bored watching television.

He is on duty tonight, and there is only one window in the team cafeteria to make dumplings.Wen Ke was going to the mall to choose two gifts to visit Yan Ming and Lan Jin, and stopped by the Negative Yi Supermarket to give Duan Yang some "New Year's flavor".

After stopping the car, Wen Ke entered the "Hengyuan Mall", bought a white opal brooch in the jewelry area, went to the Burberry counter on the second floor, and picked out a men's checked scarf.There was a lot of people in the supermarket, Wen Ke had a clear goal and went straight to the cooked food area, filled two bags with sugar cakes and lo-mei, paid the money quickly, and drove back to the team.

Duan Yang took the delicious food and sniffed: "Boss, giving charcoal in the snow is so touching, but are you raising pigs? I can't eat so much."

Wen Ke gave him a brain break, and said: "Then 'you have more than every year'."

The Mercedes-Benz crosses a white flat snowy road and walks through an old building. The sparrows on the telephone poles stand in a row. On the first floor of Building No. [-], which is directly opposite the promotional window, hot air rolls out of the window, exuding the tempting aroma of rice.

Wen Ke stepped off the snow on his shoes and rang the doorbell. Yan Ming welcomed him into the house. Lan Jin came out of the kitchen with a plate of garlic prawns and was gently embraced by Wen Ke: "Auntie, Happy Chinese New Year! .”

"Let auntie take a look." Lan Jin tiptoed to sweep the snow particles on the top of Wen Ke's head, "Oh, have you grown taller again? Look at this figure, our Xiao Ke is really getting more and more handsome."

Wen Ke handed over the gift, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm not as handsome as Uncle Yan."

"Don't exaggerate." Lan Jin glanced at Yan Ming who was reading the newspaper while wearing glasses, "Your uncle should be drinking with excitement again later." She wiped her hands on her apron, "You guys talk, I have something to eat , and it will be on the table in 10 minutes."

Wen Ke took off his down jacket and sat on the sofa. He was very relaxed in this house. Yan Ming had no children. In Wen Ke's heart, he was half a father.Yan Ming folded the newspaper and put it aside, picked up the remote control and tuned to the CCTV channel, the screen was full of jubilation, he turned his head and asked, "How do you plan to spend this festival?"

Wen Ke said: "Gather with friends casually."

Yan Ming asked: "Aren't you going to Wen's house to show your face?"

Wen Ke shook his head: "The other side wouldn't want me to appear."

The tea in the white porcelain cup was cold, so Wen Ke boiled a new pot of boiling water, put a pinch of Dahongpao in the cup, did not drink the first brew, and filtered out the sweetness, the second brew tasted more mellow.He held the cup to Yan Ming, like a son honoring his father, Yan Ming took a sip, and sighed: "Anyway, half-brothers are also in a relationship where blood is thicker than water. You only have this relative left. During the holidays, necessary exchanges should be maintained."

Lan Jin and Yan Ming had completely different views. She placed the steamed jiangtuyu in the middle of the table, complaining in a tone of voice: "Before Wen Ke's father passed away, he made a will for Wen Ke to take over all the property of the Wen family, but what happened, Wen Ze The mother and son allocated the property in the 'Beishan' area to Wen Ke. It was so far away from the urban area that it was almost in the village. Doesn't this mean that people were expelled from the city? If it wasn't for Xiao Ke's kindness, he gave up Inheritance, can it be Wen Ze's turn to be the president of 'Mingrong Group'? Why should Xiao Ke rush to Wen's house."

Yan Ming covered his mouth and whispered to Wen Ke: "Your aunt is going to start nagging you."

Sure enough, Lan Jin changed his mind: "Xiao Ke, I read the news two days ago, Wen Ze was married twice, you are not better than him, how can you still be single. Come on, auntie will show you some photos, You pick and choose, do you meet your eyes?"

Wen Ke was at a loss, Lan Jin's thinking was too jumpy, he couldn't keep up.The three of them sat around the square table, and Lan Jin put a stack of photos on the corner of the table separated from Wen Ke: "I'm 28, the boss is not young, and the traffic police are not busy with work. I have an appointment after work, and I have a meeting when I get home." Bed warmer, what a wonderful day this is.”

Yan Ming took a sip of his wine and corrected: "The traffic police are busy."

Lan Jin pinched his arm: "Where are you from?"

Wen Ke chewed a piece of crispy glutinous rice cake, nodded in response from time to time, the room was lively, he enjoyed the atmosphere, answered casually, and accepted the meticulous care of an old couple.

He declined Lan Jin's kindness, saying that he had no plans to start a family yet.After eating, Lan Jin packed the dishes that hadn't touched a few chopsticks into boxes, put them in bento bags, and said: "The green vegetables can't be left overnight, and if you can't finish the fish and shrimp, remember to put them in the refrigerator."

Wen Ke couldn't get rid of the red envelope. After thanking his uncle and aunt, he left the old building with his lunch box and drove aimlessly on the deserted streets.The night is dark, there is thick fog in the field of vision, the headlights illuminate the sand and snow, and the boundless stars shine in the sky.

Wen Ke lowered the car window, put his cigarette-holding hand on the window sill, and the smoke swayed. It was not until he was near the gate of Moli Community that he realized clearly that it was not aimless, but that he had a direction deep in his heart.

403 with the lights in the dark, Jiang Yi'an sank into the sofa and hugged his knees, looking out the window, there was a layer of festive red floating in the courtyard, and there were hilarious laughter under the Wanjia lights.There were water cups and pills on the tea table, and a few pages of yellowed staff paper next to it. Jiang Yi'an looked straight in front of him, with traces of thought between his brows.

In a daze, the phone rang and automatically hung up the first time. When it rang the second time, Jiang Yi'an stretched his arms and muffled a word from his nasal cavity: "Who?"

On the opposite side is the thundering bass with a drum set, and Lin Ye's voice is like a mosquito in the burst of roar: "Me."

Jiang Yi'an didn't speak, and stared at the ground with drooping eyelids. He was silent for a long time, and the magnetic sound of the electric guitar suddenly pierced into his ears.The melody is all too familiar, it’s forest and wild, a string of electronic rotations mixing keyboard chords, with the burst of drumbeats, there is a trembling breath in the receiver, and then there is a hysteria that breaks through the shackles.

Lin Ye is recovering a performance by Mage three years ago. Before the performance, Jiang Yi'an once said backstage, "Rock and roll is both catharsis and redemption." He wanted Jiang Yi'an to recall this passage.At the end of the song, Lin Ye picked up the mobile phone clipped to Limai, and gasped: "The Grass Python Band is having a party at Global, and there are no outsiders in the reserved room. They want to see you, will they come?"

Silent and quiet, there are two completely different worlds inside and outside the receiver.In the end, Jiang Yi'an said: "I won't pass."

With the expected answer, Lin Ye paused for a moment, and before hanging up the phone, he said in a hoarse voice, "Yi'an, I will wait for you forever."

The darkness spread, and Jiang Yi'an was very disappointed in himself.Depressed for two years, the spirit was strongly stimulated, and the inertial inferiority complex in the depressed state made all the fearlessness and bravery before it disappear.He has been trapped in the haze of suffering for a long time, unable to get out, the more he struggles, the more painful he is, and he doesn't want to work hard anymore.

At this time, the knock on the door pierced the night, and for a moment, Jiang Yi'an thought he heard it wrong.But what he didn't expect was that the panic and fear that should have been there did not fill his chest, and there was a faint crack that broke through the haze.He breathed a sigh of relief, trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart, got up and stepped over the floor tiles, and walked towards the door.

For some reason, after Wen Ke's appearance, Jiang Yi'an suddenly had a glimmer of expectation for the people outside the door.

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