don't you regret

"On December 12, the highest temperature was 31 degrees, the lowest temperature was minus 11 degrees, the weather was fine, and there was light snow at night."

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Zhuang Song came out of the freight station.

The sky was cloudy, with a cold air that was about to rain.He took a short stroll towards the house, and met Hu Qing who came downstairs, wearing black-rimmed glasses, a long brown coat and dark blue jeans of a very good color.

Zhuang Song waved at him, and wrapped the scarf tightly by the way.

"It's very cold today, isn't it?" Hu Qing smiled when he saw his movements.

"If it's placed in Jiangzhou and Huaichuan, I think it's okay." Zhuang Song also smiled, "Maybe I'm used to the warmth here."

"I have been here for five years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a cold winter." Hu Qing said, "But it is also very good. If there is snow, this New Year will be quite special."

"Yeah." Zhuang Song nodded, "By the way, have you locked the kitchen door? Don't let the cat eat all the meat when you go home."

Zhuang Song raised a cat, but Hu Qing was different.

Hu Qing raised three.

The roller has to work for more than ten minutes before going out every time.

"Don't worry." Hu Qing said, "When will your friend come over? Six o'clock?"

"Yes." Zhuang Song opened the chat box with the scorching sun to confirm again, "Six o'clock in the afternoon."

"Then let's go, just right." Hu Qing said.

Zhuang Song moved here in September, and another three months passed.Today is New Year's Eve, under Zhuang Song's kind invitation, the scorching sun brother finally reluctantly said that he could come over to have a meal together.So they bought meat and vegetables, as well as wine, and prepared to have a barbecue on their patio watching the fireworks.

Now I'm going to the train station to pick up my brother.

In the past few months, the scorching sun and Zhuang Song still play together.

Xiaohan changed campuses at the beginning of school, and the campus network was disconnected three times in one step. Xingxing was busy with research and had no time to play, so the five black cars often couldn't be grouped together, and the two of them had more double rows.

Zhuang Song failed to continue to be the number one in the national server, because several big anchors scrambled for the first position fiercely, and scolded each other for finding actors. The water was too deep, but his scores remained stable in the national Take the first 20.

As long as he still plays "League of Legends", Gu Yi is someone who cannot be avoided, but he really has no sense of existence.

The only intersection is when Gu Di said in October, "I'm going to concentrate on playing ranked and not be an entertainment anchor", and then started playing the account of the top of the canyon, so I will run into each other from time to time.

But no matter on the opposite side or on the same side, Gu Di never provoked Zhuang Song again with any reason, but just hit his AD silently.

Wearing a thin windbreaker when I got off the train under the scorching sun, I was so cold that I covered my clothes tightly: "Damn it, why is it so cold, don't you guys say that it's like spring all the year round?"

"It's cold in spring." Zhuang Song spoke eloquently.

"The weather forecast says it will snow today," Hu Qing added.

The scorching sun looked at Hu Qing and smiled: "Hello, Xiaozhuang's classmate, right?"

"Yes." Hu Qing stretched out his hand, "Hu Qing."

The hot sun shook his hand, but he got stuck when he said his name. In this scene, everyone used his real name. It was embarrassing for him to report a game ID. After a while, he said, "Call me old Just be strong."

Zhuang Song booked a car in advance and waited outside the station. When the three of them walked out together, a familiar figure vaguely passed by in the bustling crowd of the station.

"What's wrong?" Hu Qing asked.

"It's okay." Zhuang Song replied.

The three people chatted on the road. After arriving home, Hu Qing moved out the grill to preheat it. When he got to the kitchen, he found a big problem. Hu Qing replaced the refrigerator with the left and right doors. He conveniently put all the beer in the freezing layer on the right.

Then when the two of them went out to pick up people, the cans were frozen into ice tumors and cracked.

"Go buy some more bars." Hu Qing said.

"I'll go with Lao Lie." Zhuang Song said, "You wear all the meat well, don't wear it wrong again."

"Okay!" Hu Qing said.

Zhuang Song and Lie Yang went downstairs, and now they can talk about games, just now they were afraid that Hu Qing would be speechless.

Of course, the scorching sun would not mention Gu Yi to Zhuang Song, but even if he didn't mention Gu Yi, there are actually a lot of gossip to talk about in the past few months.

"Do you still remember that Qilun?" the scorching sun asked.

"Remember." Zhuang Song said, "It seems that the broadcast has stopped recently?"

"Well, it was banned for a month." The scorching sun said.

"Ah?" Zhuang Song was taken aback.

Qi Lun is the big anchor of the next-door station, because he was competing with Zhuang Song for the first place in the national server, he had a silent confrontation with him, and the relationship was not very good.

"Some time ago, this was more like you in the post bar and forum." Lie Yang said, "Talk about your food, find actors and so on."

"And then?" Zhuang Song asked.

"Then he was given justice by the heavens. Two trumpets searched his past records to check his IP. They found out that he was the one who posted your black posts very early. Then he had a criminal record before he was picked up again. They opened trumpets to guide fans to complain. Passers-by, anyway, multiple crimes and punishment, the platform will deal with it directly, ban him from broadcasting for one month, and cancel the preferred anchor." Lie Yang said.

"If you want me to say that he deserves what he deserves, he has made a lot of small anchors on their platform, so he should be banned from broadcasting for a year."

Zhuang Song doesn't like Qi Lun very much, especially if it was because of Qi Lun that he was sprayed on the thigh in the post bar earlier, it is even more impossible to give this person a good face.But when it comes to this matter--

"What are the IDs of those two trumpets?" Zhuang Song asked.

"I can't remember, three letters, ZYY or GYY or ZSS or GSS." Lie Yang said, "It must be a trumpet, all the information is hidden, it is probably an insider, anyway, now they are Called the Messenger of Justice."

"Oh." Zhuang Song nodded.

It might actually be one person.

It has not been a day or two since the double spring anti-crime.

After buying wine, the scorching sun continued to say, "You don't know how tragic the scene was. At the beginning, the two messengers of justice came out to speak, but everyone must believe Qilun. Well, the big anchor, the fans grabbed them both madly." Spray, sprayed more than 20 pages. Their ability to resist pressure is really extraordinary, and while spraying and throwing evidence, they just turned the wind back."

"Yeah." Zhuang Song nodded, and naturally changed the subject, "It's snowing."

The scorching sun scorched his body for a moment, and he looked up, the sky above his head was a dark pink-purple under the street lamps.

A snowflake swirled down in the light, Zhuang Song raised his hand, and the snowflake fell on his fingertips. Before melting, Zhuang Song saw its crystal hexagonal edges and corners.

Then the snow gradually got heavier, and the two stepped up their pace, carrying the boxes one after the other.

"It's really good. It feels like it's snowing when you eat barbecue." The scorching sun said, "I—fuck you."

"Am I not mistaken?" He stopped abruptly.

Zhuang Song confiscated it and almost bumped into the scorching sun.

He followed the scorching sun to look over, and saw Gu Yan standing far away by the side of the road.

It's quite far away, just a silhouette, it's amazing to appear here, but it's really easy to recognize.

Handsome, slender, tall and straight, and deserted that doesn't match this personality.

Gu Yi stood there, apparently alone, and didn't know what he wanted to do. He knew the exact address of Zhuang Song, but he had no intention of going there.

"Before I heard that he pushed all the New Year's activities on the platform, but it is reasonable to push the event to celebrate the New Year with people." Burning Sun murmured in disbelief, and asked Zhuang Song, "He told you that Come?"

"No." Zhuang Song said, "If he wants to talk, I won't let him come."

"That's right." Lie Yang scorched his body, "Then should we avoid him?"

"Why hide from him? I can't carry so much wine." Zhuang Song said, "Go normally."

So I walked over normally, the road was not too wide, Zhuang Song and Lie Yangzhuo passed by carrying beer, Gu Yan must have seen it, but he didn't come over either.

Zhuang Song even saw him hiding behind the tree when the two passed by, as if he didn't want to be seen, for fear of being disturbed.

"This trip to co-author the big anchor is purely to be a watchdog." The scorching sun said when he was almost downstairs.

"A hammer." Zhuang Song said.

"Just for example." The scorching sun smiled.

When I went upstairs, I saw Hu Qing's puzzled face, "Hey, when I was setting up the stove, I went to

"Maybe." Zhuang Song said.

"Why don't you ask him to come over?" Hu Qing asked, "Aren't you old classmates?"

"Xiao Zhuang didn't bring anyone up, so forget it." Lie Yang said.

Hu Qing actually didn't quite understand what happened, but he was good at reading the air, so he nodded, "That's fine, that's fine."

Then the three of them sat on the terrace roasting beef, poured wine for Hu Qing, poured wine for himself, and poured a glass for Zhuang Song: "Do you want some wheat juice too?"

"..." Zhuang Song said angrily, "I look like a child?"

"It's not like." The sun burned his body and said with a smile, "Like a male high school student and his two big brothers."

Hu Qing raised his glass: "Second."

Zhuang Song:?

The steak is grilled with sea salt and black pepper until it is medium-rare, the beef is skewered with colored peppers, and the simply marinated chicken legs are grilled until the skin is crispy and tender, plus rice cakes, sweet corn and shiitake mushrooms, snow is falling on the ground, and the table is full of heat.

"Are you a painter?" the scorching sun asked.

"I am a master of painting." Hu Qing replied.

The scorching sun burned his body and laughed, "I have a good friend named Xiaohan, who also learns painting, and I come to ask you for advice when I have time."

Hu Qing pointed to Zhuang Song, "Make an appointment with my assistant first."

Zhuang Song: "Are you poisonous?"

On the only high-rise building in the city center at the end of the line of sight, numbers suddenly started to appear on the large LED screen.

-59

-58

"The countdown has begun." Zhuang Song said.

"Have a happy New Year, and forget about unhappy people and things." Lie Yang said.

"We have to start over." Hu Qing said.

-3

-2

-1

Zhuang Song glanced at the street seemingly absently, raised his glass and said, "Eat well every day."

-0

The fireworks roared into the night sky, and thousands of colorful flowers bloomed over the city for a while.

The cold fine snow fell profusely, and the ground was soon covered with a thin layer of white.

Light and shadow illuminate the whole city, and people live in warm homes in small towns hit by cold waves, gathering with friends and lovers to welcome the new year.

In the gap between the flickering and extinguishing of the fireworks, there is only one person left on the street outside, standing there alone.

It seems to be forgotten by the lively New Year and the whole world.

The snow fell on Gu Yi's clothes and hair. It was actually quite cold, but he didn't move. He just rubbed his hands and looked this way.

He knew where Zhuang Song's house was, but he had no intention of going this way, as if he had traveled thousands of miles to spend New Year's Eve alone on the street outside, just to see Zhuang Song from a distance. .

"Is there really no need to call him up?" Hu Qing asked.

"He deserves it." Burning Sun said, "The nearest hotel is only a 2-minute walk away."

Hu Qing nodded hesitantly.

Zhuang Song smiled, held the wine glass in his hand, and congratulated him in the direction of the street amidst the fireworks blooming one after another.

Turn back and clink glasses with Hu Qing and the scorching sun:

"Happy New Year."