don't you regret

This year's Spring Festival is late, and the New Year's Eve is not until mid-February.

Zhuang Song went back to Huaichuan to see his grandma as usual.

At the age of 16, Zhuang Song was thrown back to his hometown, so he officially started to get along with his grandma, so he was not as close as the general grandparents and grandchildren, and even grandma often thought he was in the way.

But at least during the two years when his parents reorganized their families, grandma did give him a roof.

Last year's Chinese New Year did not give Gu Yi a chance to meet, but this year Gu Yi is determined to go back with him.A week before the Chinese New Year, I dragged a suitcase and insisted on putting it at Zhuang Song's house.

In the end, he succeeded. At the age of 29, Gu Di drove, and the two returned to Huaichuan together.

Huaichuan is a small town. Grandma Zhuang Song's house is in a small courtyard in the old street, with winding stone roads and a big banyan tree in the courtyard.

There are many neighbors in the neighborhood. Grandma plays cards with neighbors outside all the year round until very late. Zhuang Song does homework at home alone, pets the cat, and prepares meals for grandma to eat when she comes back.

It seems that some elders neglected to take care of the younger ones, but Zhuang Song didn't complain about it. After all, he came to disturb grandma's life, and he was more like a resident than a relative.

Gu Yi drove into the old street, and then parked the car in the parking lot of the only resort hotel in the old street.

Zhuang Song was stunned: "Aren't you driving home?"

Gu Die's house has to go a little further, in the city center, the whole family lives in the same community, and can gather more than a dozen people to gather together on weekends.

"I won't go back this year." Gu Yan turned off the fire and said with a smile, "Anyway, my dad doesn't think much of me."

Gu Di's parents are both old-fashioned intellectuals, and they have a lot of opinions on Gu Di's being a game anchor, saying that he is playful and not doing his job properly.

Gu Yi mentioned that after becoming an anchor, he was scolded when he returned home, and was compared with his brother.

That's why Gu Di used to come to Zhuang Song's place to hang out after New Year's Eve, because he was uncomfortable staying at home.This time it's a good thing, so I won't be at home at New Year's Eve.

"Then you live here?" Zhuang Song looked up at the hotel building, thinking that it was not far from grandma's house, just a few minutes' walk away.

"Can I live at grandma's house?" Gu Yan asked.

"..." Zhuang Song straightened his face, "A few dishes, they are all talking nonsense."

Gu Yan resentfully carried the luggage upstairs.

At night, Zhuang Song stayed at grandma's house, and Gu Yan stayed at the hotel.

Although he ran around with Zhuang Song, Gu Di was actually very dedicated, and most of the time he would not be able to shake the live broadcast for 8 hours at night.

Because I often change hotels recently, the background of the live broadcast is always changing, and the official account of Eat Melon wrote a catchy article to spread rumors "Gu Yi is going around/cannon everywhere".

But Gu Di has always had a good reputation in this regard, so the end result is that the official account was smashed.

After Zhuang Song's bite wound healed, Gu Di didn't wear the bracelet all the time.

In fact, there is still a scar on the inside of the right wrist, but the camera is not very clear, so it is not very visible in the live broadcast room.

Grandma was playing cards outside as usual, and Zhuang Songwo was watching Gu Yan's live broadcast on his bed.

It is a large number, which is the number that Gu Yi knows his ID, but his fan level is not high enough, and he cannot be seen on the fan list.

Although he said that he didn't want to talk to Gu Yan, Zhuang Song still posted a barrage brush in the live broadcast room.

-[New Year's Eve is coming soon? Live broadcast? 】

Sure enough, as he expected, Gu Yi saw the barrage he posted and read it out, and even manipulated his hero to light up a heart on his head.

"It's the Chinese New Year and it's live broadcasting? Yes." Gu Yan smiled and said, "I'll broadcast it for you."

No one in the barrage thought that Gu Yi was really talking to someone, it was just that he read a barrage casually, and it was a daily business.

But it's still an instant [? ? ? 】The screen is full.

-[When did you become so sweet to your fans? 】

-[Can you read my barrage so sweetly? 】

Of course, there are also sunspots, and Gu Die has many blacks.

-[Anchor Mei Fan, spit it out. 】

Gu Yan completely ignored it.

-[Fans follow the master, and this fan also licks dogs. 】

Gu Yi directly cut it out and rewarded a 3650-day ban + kick out of the room package.

When Gu Yan played the game at night, he kept showing all kinds of loving expressions on the top of his head. The bullet screen was swiped with question marks, and they all said [What happened to the anchor today? ? ? 】

Zhuang Song didn't talk any more, he watched Gu Di play games in a good mood, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, my phone was very hot, and Gu Yan had already downloaded it.There are unread messages on WeChat.

-Gu Yi: Can I apply for voice~

-Gu Yi: [The puppy wags its tail.gif]

5 minutes passed.

-Gu Yi: QAQ is asleep, right?

Another 10 minutes passed.

- Gu Yan: Good night~

-Gu Yi: [heart]

- Gu Yan: Can we have breakfast together tomorrow?Call me if you wake up.

-Gu Yi: [Puppy sits upright.jpg]

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The next day is New Year's Eve.

Grandma went to play cards with friends early in the morning, and Zhuang Song prepared the New Year's Eve dinner at home.

I called Gu Yan first, and went to the morning market to do some shopping and have breakfast. The market was closed at noon at the latest on the [-]th day, and there was not much food left.

Fortunately, there were only Zhuang Song and grandma... oh, plus Gu Yi, three people, so I didn't buy many ingredients.

Zhuang Song conceived a recipe of four dishes and one soup, and when he got home, he started cooking.

"Shall I help you?" Gu Yan asked eagerly.

"No need." Zhuang Song replied ruthlessly, "You are in the way."

So Gu Yan moved another chair and sat beside Zhuang Song to watch.

For the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhuang Song specially prepared more complicated dishes, such as stuffed vegetables stuffed with meat stuffing. It took a lot of effort to make, and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when it was almost cleaned up. Zhuang Song found out that the sesame oil in the house was used up.

"Can you help me get some sesame oil?" Zhuang Song asked Gu Yan, "See if there are any supermarkets that are still open. If you can't, go to someone else's house to borrow some."

"Okay." Gu Yan was very enthusiastic about being able to help Zhuang Song, "wait for me."

He went out, and Zhuang Song lit the steamer on the fire.

I was very focused on cooking until I heard the door knock.

"Come back? So soon—" Zhuang Song said, turning his head, and was stunned, "Grandma?"

Grandma stood at the door of the kitchen, wearing the new coat that Zhuang Song bought.

She tiptoed to look at the pots and utensils that were making noise in the kitchen, and then at Zhuang Song, showing a slightly embarrassed smile: "Xiao Song."

Zhuang Song keenly felt that something was wrong, "What's wrong, grandma?"

"Your father will come back tonight and take Kangkang with him." Grandma looked at him after saying this and didn't continue.

Kang Kang is the youngest son of Zhuang Song's father's new family.

There is no need to continue, Zhuang Song already understands what it means.

"Do you want me to go?" Zhuang Song asked.

"It's Chinese New Year, of course grandma won't drive you away, you just need to live here." Grandma came over to support Zhuang Song's arm and looked up at him, "But...grandma wants to have dinner with Kangkang, she can't go with you Let's eat together. Xiao Song, I'm sorry."

Zhuang Song didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

He didn't reach out to turn off the fire until grandma went out, and stood there stupidly in the kitchen.

He said he was angry, but he wasn't angry at all. He always knew that grandma loved Kangkang more. After all, Kangkang, his father and his father's second wife were together, and they were a happy family.

But the brain is really a bit dull.

This is New Year's Eve, and this kind of festival has an unusual meaning for anyone.

Halfway through the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhuang Song ran over to pigeon him, which was completely unexpected by Zhuang Song, and the stamina was a little stronger than that of an ordinary meal.

Zhuang Song even wondered if he should be thankful, at least his grandma didn't drive him out but went out by herself, so that he would have a place to stay on New Year's Eve.

He just stood there in a daze until the door was pushed open again with a bang.

"I ran half of Huaichuan on my own, and almost went home to borrow oil..." Gu Yan's complaints stopped abruptly, and he walked quickly to Zhuang Song's side, his tone changed, "A Song, what's wrong? "

Zhuang Song collected himself and smiled at Gu Yan: "It's nothing."

"It's nothing." Gu Yan put the sesame oil by the stove and looked at him nervously, "You don't know what your face looks like now. What happened?"

"It's okay." Zhuang Song turned his eyes away, "It's just...the dishes are too much, and we can't finish eating four dishes and one soup."

"Where's grandma?" Gu Yan asked in a daze.

Zhuang Song didn't answer the question: "My dad has brought his son back."

Gu Yi let out a soft "ah" and didn't speak any more.

Zhuang Song was not very sad, because he didn't have to have dinner with grandma, and he knew that grandma was not very close to him.

But he was really uncomfortable.

On the stove is a cage of stuffed vegetables and a stew that has been turned off, and next to it are two dishes that are ready to be served on the stove, plus the sesame oil that Gu Yan just put there.

At least he seriously wanted to cook a New Year's Eve dinner for grandma, and he made an agreement with grandma.

As a result, others didn't take what they promised him seriously at all, and he felt so stupid now that he had prepared so seriously.

When he was in a daze, Gu Yan came over from behind, put his arms around his shoulders comfortingly, and said softly, "Let's go out for a while, this room is too stuffy."

Being away from the dishes on that table, I feel a little better. In the middle of winter, it was already dark outside, and sporadic people were setting off fireworks.

The fireworks jumped into the sky screaming, and burst into various colors with a whoosh.

"It's really fast." Zhuang Song sighed.

I don't know if I'm talking about fireworks or what.

"Are you going to find them?" Gu Yan asked, "I'll accompany you."

"No need." Zhuang Song smiled, "I don't care so much."

"Then don't be sad, I'll spend the New Year with you." Gu Yan comforted him.

Zhuang Song raised his head and looked at the fireworks in the sky, "If you don't eat together, you won't be together. At least you should tell me in advance. Why do you take me so seriously?"

"Grandma is really going too far this time, criticize." Gu Yan hugged him, "If not, you can replace me for dinner, I can also play the role of the old lady, with one person playing two roles."

Gu Di talked closely, comforting and changing the subject for a long time, Zhuang Song finally turned to look at him and smiled.

"Be happy." Gu Yan was relieved to see him smile, and hit the iron while it was hot, "No matter what, you have me, I take you seriously, I will accompany you, and no one will bully you with me."

Zhuang Song was almost healed, but Gu Di's last words suddenly hit him.

Compared with grandma's missed appointment, the memory evoked by this sentence has much more stamina.

"Obviously you are the one who will bully me the most." Zhuang Song said.

Gu Yan was silent for a while.

He must be angry.

Zhuang Song thought in the sudden silence, others were coaxing him, but he kept digging through old accounts and poking people's backs, Gu Di's temper really should be unbearable.

But he was really brooding.

Although it has improved a lot, for more than a year, it has been stalemate and refused to reconcile, and even feels that it hates Gu Yan from time to time.

Just thinking about it, a hand suddenly reached out to Zhuang Song.

The well-defined, slender and good-looking right hand has tiny canine tooth marks on the inside of the wrist.

"It's all my fault." Gu Yan said in a low voice, "Why don't you bite me a few more times, can you vent your anger?"

Zhuang Song was taken aback.

Gu Di's operation made him want to laugh suddenly, but his eyes were a little hot, and he said fiercely with a blank expression, "You think I'm a dog?"

"No." Gu Yan's voice trembled a little, "You are my dearest baby."

Zhuang Song stopped talking.

The watery moonlight melted all over the ground, making people's eyes sparkle.

"I know that I was untrustworthy in the past, so it doesn't matter how much you hate me. But since you... I still want to say, I changed, I really changed, and I will never bully you again. " Gu Yan said in a very low voice.

"I just want to be with you, and I will protect you. You should be able to see it in the past two years. Can you trust me once?"

Zhuang Song closed his eyes, Gu Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and the past scenes vividly appeared in front of his eyes.

Good, bad, it's all him, selfishness is him, meticulousness is also him, hot and cold is him, and security is also him.

"What if I don't dare?" Zhuang Song asked, "If you really bully me, there seems to be nothing I can do."

Gu Yan said without hesitation, "I'll give you the live broadcast number."

Zhuang Song was stunned.

Gu Yi lowered his head, buried his face on Zhuang Song's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "There is nothing else I can give you. You know the other passwords. I will give you the live broadcast number. If you do something wrong again, you can directly start 818 me in the live broadcast room, send me to the headlines."

"Forget it, you can't do this kind of thing, I'll give the live broadcast number to the scorching sun, he will definitely not hesitate to mess with me."

Zhuang Song didn't expect Gu Yan to say this at all, he was silent for a long time before saying: "You are stupid. You are such a big anchor, can you just give out your live broadcast number?"

"I'm not stupid." Gu Yan said in a low voice, "I just want to give you a sense of security."

Zhuang Song didn't speak again.

Everything was silent under the big banyan tree, and Gu Yan wrapped his arms around Zhuang Song's shoulders from behind, like leaning on him or hugging him.

There was a wind blowing, but all the wind was blocked by Gu Yi, who had been blocking the wind in all directions for him.

As for Gu Yan himself...

Zhuang Song lowered his eyes, his thin and fair eyelids and long eyelashes were quiet and beautiful, and his dark eyes were like mist.

Gu Yan's wrist was defenseless in front of his eyes. If he really cared about his live account, he would definitely send it with both hands without hesitation.

He said you can bite if you can vent your anger.

He handed everything he could to Zhuang Song, saying that I just want to give you a sense of security.

The leaves swayed, the breath brushed the back of the neck, the broken hair scratched the skin itchyly, and the two figures leaned together in the open space.

"You are really annoying." Zhuang Song whispered.

Gu Yan didn't speak, and slightly tightened the hands around Zhuang Song, rubbed the tip of his nose behind his ear, leaned closer, and gently pressed his side to his face.