My beta is horrible

There were lights and festoons outside, and even the cold was tinged with joy.

In a small ward separated by a window, a woman was lying on a hospital bed.The whole face was gentle and peaceful, as if asleep.Even the flow of time around her seemed to slow down, and she still looked the same as two or three years ago.

There was a bouquet of lily of the valley stuck in a glass vase by the bed. The flowers of the lily of the valley were like bells, but Jiang Wan waited for a long time, but she still didn't get the message of happiness from the bell.

The doctor said to talk to the patient more to stimulate the brain nerves.So Jiang Wan came every week and told his mother all the big and small things of the week, no matter how big or small.

Sometimes a week is too boring, and he can't talk about his fights, he can only say: "I learned a new text in Chinese class yesterday, and I need to recite it. The name of the text is XXXX, and the author is XX. The content of the text is XXXXXX..."

Then recite the full text again, not only chatting, but also consolidating the text, killing two birds with one stone.

It was almost six o'clock in the evening when I came out of the hospital.

Mr. Li was picked up by his son for the New Year, and the house was deserted.Jiang Wan made noodles in the kitchen, made stuffing, and went to find Su Yi after making dumplings.

Red lanterns were hung on the street lamps, the streets and alleys were full of people, and the faces of all kinds were more or less filled with joy.

Jiang Wan walked from the crowd, without any trace of joy.

Jiang Wan's most lively and happy New Year's Eve was already before she was ten years old.

At that time, the taste of the New Year was very strong.There are blessings on the windows, the heat from the hot pot permeates the air, my mother is chopping vegetables in the kitchen, and my father has just finished his taxi and finishes his work early. When he enters the door, he is full of cold air. He puts the cooked food and candied haws in his hands. On the table at the door, he took off his chilly coat before hugging Jiang Wan and kissing him.

"This kid, the longer he grows, the more handsome he looks, like Xiaolan." His father's education level is not high, but he has a lot of tricks when he praises his wife.

Xiao Lan poked her head out from the kitchen and laughed, "The figure follows you, much taller than Beta of the same age."

At that time, the home was still complete, and the three of them lived in a house of [-] square meters. The house was not big, but it was full of warmth.

Before the age of ten, Jiang Wan's childhood was sweet, like the sugar coating of candied haws, but unfortunately the sugar coating was thin and shattered, leaving only the sour hawthorn fruit inside.

At seven o'clock in the evening, in the stationery shop next to Moore Middle School.A thin and fair young boy was sorting out the goods on the shelves.He was in a wheelchair and had some difficulty tidying up the top shelf.

"Let me do it."

The stack of notebooks in Suy's hand was picked up, and they were neatly stacked on the top row of shelves.

Su Yi was startled, looked up and saw Jiang Wan, and smiled brightly, like a clear stream reflecting the sunshine in March, "Brother, are you here?"

"Didn't I say that I want to accompany you to the New Year's Eve dinner? You must keep your word, lest you think that my big brother is unreliable."

During the month when Jiang Wan was hospitalized, Su Yi approached him several times and asked him why he didn't come to play.Every time Su Yi asked about it, Jiang Wan would say, oops, I've been busy with studies and part-time jobs recently, so I don't have time.

It wasn't that Jiang Wan deliberately lied to him, what he thought was that if Su Yi found out, he had to come and see him.Su Yi's legs and feet are not convenient, and Jiang Wan is worried that something will happen to him on the way.So more is worse than less.

There was no business in the stationery store on New Year's Eve, Suy was the only one in the store. Suy's father drank bad wine during the day, and now he fell asleep at home.

There is a small room at the back of the store, with a small bed one meter wide, next to a very small kitchen, and the bathroom is separated separately.

Jiang Wan filled the pot with water, put it on the stove, and turned on the fire.The water boiled and poured the dumplings into it.

The steam is steaming, the fire is strong, and the smoke is full of smoke. It is a down-to-earth world.

After more than ten minutes, sprinkle chopped green onion, and two bowls of dumplings come out of the pan.

Suy took a sip along the edge of the bowl, "This soup is really fresh."

"That's right, don't look at me like this, your brother is a good cook. Hey, don't just drink the soup, try the dumplings." Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows proudly.

After tea and dinner, the two turned on their laptops and waited for the Spring Festival Gala.

For the past two years, Jiang Wan spent the New Year's Eve alone. Even with the TV turned on and the volume turned up, there was endless loneliness.Now that someone is with her, Jiang Wan feels that there is no such empty leak in her heart.

After eleven o'clock, Suy started pecking at the rice, and fell asleep completely after a while.Jiang Wan turned off the computer, then gently picked up Su Yi, put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, closed the door and walked out.

Tonight is clear, the sky can faintly see stars, dotted in the black sky.

Jiang Wan exhaled, forming a white mist, the night was already cold.

He shrank his neck and put his hands in his pockets.Jiang Wan's hands were rough, worn and damaged, not like the hands of a teenager.Jincheng's winter is dry and cold, and he often does rough work, moves goods, washes vegetables and dishes in cold water, and is prone to chapped and frostbite.But this year his hands didn't crack, after spending so long in that well-heated ward.

When passing by Moore Middle School, Jiang Wan remembered that he had beaten Lian Cheng, but Du Hengxuan had beaten him to the point of being overwhelmed.Obviously it only happened five or six months ago, but thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime ago.

It feels like a lot of things have changed, before meeting them, and after meeting them.But Jiang Wan couldn't tell what had changed.

Moore Middle School was brightly lit, and there was noise from the crowd.

Jiang Wan looked inside, but couldn't see anything.It's probably a rich man's carnival, and it has nothing to do with him anyway.He zipped his clothes up to his neckline and turned to leave.

"Jiang Wan?"

Jiang Wan turned his head and saw a fir-like figure with the glare of the street lights behind him. For a moment, he felt that Du Hengxuan seemed to be walking out of the light.

"Oh, Du Hengxuan, long time no see." Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed a month since we broke up last time, which is quite a long time.

"Your school is holding a New Year's Eve party tonight? It looks quite lively."

"Yeah." The school held a New Year's Eve party. Du Hengxuan was not interested in this kind of event at first, but he is the president of the student union, so it would be appropriate to at least show up.

"What are you doing here?" Du Hengxuan asked.Because he really couldn't imagine what Jiang Wan could do at the gate of Moore Middle School this New Year's Eve. He couldn't come here just to enjoy the stars, the moon and the winter wind.He felt that Jiang Wan was not so romantic or idiotic after all.

The lights at the school gate were shining white, which was particularly dazzling.This kind of light is like a demon mirror, which especially tests the appearance of a person. The facial features and skin blemishes can't be hidden, but if a good face can stand the test, it will be extracted to the essence by this kind of light.

Du Hengxuan was shocked by Jiang Wan's face.

The tip of Jiang Wan's nose was slightly red from the cold. He raised his hand and warmed it with the palm of his hand, "Looked at my friends and was about to go home. You should go in quickly, it's quite cold today." And I don't want to Chatting with you here, my friend.

After all, Jiang Wan shivered from the cold.After waving goodbye to Du Hengxuan, he quickly put his hands back into his pockets, feeling that being exposed to the cold wind for a few seconds longer would be torture.

Jiang Wan turned around and walked towards home.As if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped and turned his head.

"Oh, Du Hengxuan."

"Ok?"

"Happy New Year."

"Bang!" Thousands of fireworks rose into the sky, bloomed in the night sky, and then poured down overwhelmingly, like a mighty meteor shower.

grass!How can I say Happy New Year? It's like a confession scene. The fireworks come at such a fucking inopportune time.The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Moreover, Jiang Wan never thought that she would spend the new year with Du Hengxuan.Meeting Du Hengxuan was never a good thing, and besides, it was the beginning of the new year, Jiang Wan felt a little uncomfortable, and worried about the fortune of the coming year.

"Happy New Year." Du Hengxuan said casually, took out a red envelope from the inner pocket of his coat, and stuffed it into Jiang Wan's clothes and hat.

"new Year's gift."

Jiang Wan didn't want to have anything to do with Du Hengxuan, so she hooked her hands and reached for the "New Year's gift" in her clothes and hat, thinking of giving it back.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you."

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Jiang Wan felt the thickness of the red envelope, so she forcibly added half of the sentence that had already been completed, "Prepare a New Year's gift."

Bah, Jiang Wan, you bastard!You're embarrassing Lao Jiang's family!You are worthless!Jiang Wan scolded herself, but there was nothing she could do, Du Hengxuan gave too much.

Jiang Wan took out all her pockets, except for the red envelope Du Hengxuan just gave, there was only a broken mobile phone, a key, and three yuan of change for taking the bus.

He spread these things on his hands, raised his eyes and asked Du Hengxuan: "Which one do you like?"

Du Hengxuan looked at Jiang Wan with a mentally retarded look, and there was a trace of disdain in his calm eyes, "You still owe it first, just pay it before Lantern Festival."

Well, starting to owe someone on the first day of the new year is not a good sign.But Jiang Wan didn't make a fuss anymore, he never met Du Hengxuan, a little bastard, and something good happened.

Du Hengxuan took out his mobile phone, "Leave me your contact information, lest you abscond in fear of crime."

If you want a contact method, you can ask for such a serious and strong face, there is no one except Du Hengxuan.

Jiang Wan: "You can change your phone number at any time, why don't you ask for my address?"

Du Hengxuan folded his hands, frowned, as if he was thinking seriously, then raised his head, "It makes sense."

Jiang Wan: ...

Komatsu had already fallen asleep at 10:30. For a middle-aged man like him, having a good night's sleep is not meaningful.

Unexpectedly, after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone suddenly rang like an explosion. When he saw the word "Master" on the screen, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

When Du Hengxuan has something to do, don't say you fell asleep, even if you stayed up all night, even if you stayed up for two nights, even if you died and the coffin was tightly covered, as long as he wants to find you, he will be unceremonious and inhumane pick you up.

"Hey, master... um ok... eh ok... um, goodbye."

The short 10-second call made Xiaosong completely sleepless.He stared at the ceiling with two big eyeballs.Is his young master sick?If you ask someone to seal a red envelope of [-] yuan tomorrow, and give it to the guard who is watching the night tonight, then you can do it tomorrow!Are you sick?If anyone can cure him, Xiao Song is willing to burn incense for him and fast for one year in three months.

After returning home, Jiang Wan lay on the bed and counted the money in the red envelope over and over again, no more, no less, exactly eight thousand.eight thousand!Not eighty, not eight hundred, and eight thousand!He works several jobs at the same time, and fights/fights part-time, and he can't earn [-] a month.

Jiang Wan buried her face in the 8000 yuan, greedily inhaled the stench of copper, and dreamed a night of luxuries and money.

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The background color of the smell of fireworks in the world is warmth.