Demolition of the bridge across the river

"How do you cross?" Bian Qiao looked at him, "Watching a movie? Counting down from zero?"

What he said was exactly what Sister Ice Cream suggested just now, Gou Xiaohe's eyes lit up: "Okay."

In Gou Xiaohe's memory, he seems to have never really passed New Year's Day.

Rural life doesn’t have so much extravagance. There is only New Year’s Eve in the New Year’s Eve, the Spring Festival Gala is not broadcast, and Christmas and New Year’s Day are not counted.

However, he remembered that he wrote a greeting card to Bianqiao. He forgot which year it was Christmas or New Year's Day. The school suddenly became popular for the holiday, and he even drew a big apple on the greeting card.

But Bian Qiao threw it in the drawer after one glance, and he didn't worry about these festivals anymore.

Before the holiday, the school’s small supermarket also started selling Christmas apples. At that time, Gou Xiaohe didn’t think about New Year’s Eve, and he looked unmoved.

Now that the thought came to him, he suddenly felt that he lacked a sense of ritual.

"I'm going to buy you an apple!" Passing by the fruit shop, he ran into it.

Bian Qiao didn't stop him, and waited lazily outside, watching Gou Xiaohe pick and choose among the piles of fruits.

This kind of "holiday surrounding" fruit is all IQ tax, and the packaging is gaudy, and it still tastes the same when it is removed.

It took Gou Xiaohe a long time to come out. He bought an extra orange, wrapped it in colored paper with an apple tied with a bow, and handed it to Bianqiao, one in each hand.

"It's so expensive." He complained in a low voice, "One is only five yuan and two."

"You're going to kill me." Bian Qiao seemed to be in a good mood, he just picked up the orange and tossed it in his hand for fun.

"There's a little smiling face on the orange!" Gou Xiaohe chased after him again, grabbing Bian Qiao's shoulder and insisting on pointing it out to him.

Although Ren Pengfei and Cui Yang said they would not celebrate the new year, after the class in the afternoon on the 31st, they still kept a tacit understanding and did not leave. Several people looked at each other in the classroom: "What are the arrangements for the evening?"

"We are going to New Year's Eve!" Gou Xiaohe told them excitedly.

"Ah? What do you mean?" Ice Cream Sister was not happy when she heard it, "I don't have time to cross with me, but if you get rid of me, you will be free!"

"Let's go together." Jiang Chao said, "What can't be crossed, isn't it just to find a place where a group of people stay, eat and drink."

There is nothing wrong with saying this, and Gou Xiaohe also thinks that everyone is more lively together.

But New Year's Day is full of people everywhere, they didn't plan in advance, five or six people wanted to find a place with a bit of atmosphere to eat, and everywhere was full.

"What about the movie?" Gou Xiaohe looked eagerly.

"I found one that has seats," Cui Yang shook his phone, "but only cartoons are available, and they are dubbed in Mandarin."

"38 kilometers?" Ren Pengfei took a look and cursed, "It's poisonous, you go to the next city!"

"The city is full." Cui Yang just saw the distance, so he had to put the phone back, "Then what do you say?"

"Qiaoqiao." Jiang Chao snapped his fingers at Bianqiao, and the eyes of several people came together.

As we all know, the villa of Bianqiao's family is everyone's villa. When there is nowhere to go, anyone can go to his house to pass the time.

"Why don't you go home?" Gou Xiaohe happened to touch Bianqiao, "My aunt and uncle are not at home, so we can buy vegetables and cook for ourselves."

The villa also has a home theater.

"Anything." Bian Qiao began to call a car.

"Ah? How embarrassing." Ice Cream Sister stroked her hair, expressing her coyness appropriately.

Everyone looked at her, their eyes revealing: Then you go home?

"That's all I said." Miss Ice Cream returned to normal in a second.

The six of them hailed a large commercial vehicle, and instead of going back to the villa, they went to the supermarket to search around.

One person and one trolley, like hungry wolves entering the forest, throwing whatever they want into the cart, shouting at each other across the shelves, do you want to eat this or that.

Gou Xiaohe had never bought this kind of thing before. There were many people in the supermarket, and cheerful Christmas songs were playing. He was brought up by the atmosphere, and he pushed the trolley to slide beside the side bridge, feeling extremely lively.

"Bianqiao!" Passing by the chocolate tower that gave away the elk hat, he took it off and gestured to the head of Bianqiao, "I'll buy this for you!"

"I'm full." Bianqiao tilted his head and avoided him, "Put it on yourself."

"What about the Christmas hat?" Gou Xiaohe wanted to change it, but Bian Qiao dragged his car away.

Sister Xue Ge always wanted to push the cart with Bian Qiao, and ran to her several times, but was always dragged away by Jiang Chao with various reasons.

"I'm fed up, you don't have a crush on me, do you?" Being dragged away to choose the flavor of the hot pot seasoning, she was going crazy, "You keep obstructing me and Qiaoqiao's sweet shopping!"

"Well, why not?" Jiang Chao smiled and threw disposable tableware into the cart.

"Back back!" Sister Ice Cream picked up her chopsticks and stabbed him.

"Where are you going?" Cui Yang and Ren Pengfei came over.

"Ah! I'm so bored! You two also retreat!" Sister Ice Cream roared on the spot.

Gou Xiaohe and Bianqiao slid past the other side of the shelf without making a sound.

"Jiang Chao is really fun." At the end of the walk, he stretched his head and peeked at the opposite side, "If I didn't know his sexual orientation, I would think he likes Miss Ice Cream."

Bian Qiao walked past him, stretched out his hand to cover Gou Xiaohe's forehead, like covering a dog, turned him back, and led him to the next row.

Six people bought five small carts of things, and when they were queuing at the cash register, they were stared at by the aunt behind for a long time.

Finally back to the villa, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, everyone was exhausted, Gou Xiaohe was so excited to see so many people, and sniffed in circles.

Gou Xiaohe bought a Christmas wreath hanging on the door, and it took it out and ran around the house.

"If you want to eat on the hour, go directly to the basement." Ren Pengfei grabbed the garland and rubbed the dog's head. He knew that Bianqiao's home theater was downstairs. Count down to the bell tower."

"You're really bad at math." Cui Yang laughed at him, "Eight o'clock plus two hours is zero o'clock?"

"Ah, it takes four minutes." Ren Pengfei corrected, "It doesn't matter, it's just a few games."

Hot pot can’t be eaten in a dark room, so a few people tidied up indiscriminately, set up a pot to boil in the bottom of the pot in the restaurant, and put the vegetarian dishes on the whole platter in small baskets, leaving the table full of meat.

"Raise!" Cui Yang took the lead in opening a bottle of beer.

Sister Ice Cream can drink fruit beer, but the bottle in front of her was taken away by Bian Qiao: "You are the only woman, don't drink this."

"Isn't that considered love? May I ask if we can make an official announcement?" Miss Ice Cream's eyes flickered.

Bian Qiao didn't bother to pay attention to her, and went to collect Gou Xiaohe's wine bottle: "Bring it here. The rain sucks the team."

"I'm not a girl." Gou Xiaohe didn't give it to him, he bought the sparkling wine he drank on Ren Pengfei's birthday last time, and he wanted to try it again, "I'll just take a sip."

Bian Qiao stretched out his hand to the bottle, thought about it, and took it back.

"Can you lift it up, hurry up!" Ren Pengfei was tired of waiting, "Who can't drink to go to the dog's table."

"Are you scolding again?" Sister Ice Cream glared at him holding up the juice.

High school dinners are no different from wars, they don’t pay attention to anything, eating meat depends on robbing, and they are happy whether they can grab it or not.

Gou Xiaohe really only took a sip of his wine, he wanted to go to the clock tower to watch the countdown to zero, for fear that he would be confused like last time before he got there.

But in the last round of grabbing meat, he choked and took two more gulps.

There were only three people in total, and when he got up and pushed the chair, the soles of his feet shook a bit.

"Dizzy?" Bian Qiao supported his knee socket.

"No." Gou Xiaohe moved his legs and squeezed Bianqiao's arm twice, "I just remembered that I bought a can for the dog."

Gou Xiaohe has been lying on the stairs for a long time smelling the smell of meat. It can understand "canned food", and immediately jumped up with a "woof", wagging its tail and followed Gou Xiaohe to the kitchen.

Gou Xiaohe formally poured the canned food into the small basin, poured another glass of pet milk, and led it to eat on the balcony.

Outside the window was white, and Gou Xiaohe pushed open the door to go out, densely packed small salt particles "huh" floated on his face, with the unique clear smell of snowy night.

"It's snowing! Bianqiao!" Gou Xiaohe was pleasantly surprised, the snow came at the right time, he turned his head and shouted into the house.

The scrambling for meat in the room was in full swing, no one paid attention to him, only the dog Xiaohe barked twice excitedly.

"Eat quickly." Gou Xiaohe took it back to eat canned food, grabbed the dog's paw and shook hands with it, "Happy New Year, too."

The hot pot meal took longer than they expected, and they were all over the place eating and making trouble, and they didn't have the mind to go to the movies again. They played two games and waited until after eleven o'clock, and then set off directly to wait for the countdown to zero.

"Why do I feel that our arrangement is a little careless?" Ren Pengfei was slid by the snow when he went out, "What time is it, how comfortable it is to play games at home."

"Isn't it fun?" Gou Xiaohe took the dog with him and ran ahead while holding the leash, "Slow down!"

The snow hadn't stopped, and he ran to the intersection and took a mouthful of wind. A flake of snow choked into the air duct, and he bent over and coughed on his knees.

Bian Qiao passed by, swishing up the hood of Gou Xiaohe's coat, and buttoning it on the back of his head, then whistled at the dog box, abducting the dog.

"Gou Xiaohe and Bianqiao are really relatives?" Seeing this scene from behind, Sister Xuejiao turned to ask Jiang Chao.

"Father Bianqiao seems to be Uncle Gou Xiaohe." Jiang Chao thought about it, "They grew up together when they were young."

"No wonder." Miss Ice Cream nodded.

There are many more people waiting for the countdown to zero than Gou Xiaohe imagined.

There was still a road away from the bell tower, and he was taken aback by the dense crowd that filled the square, and he had to raise his voice when he spoke: "There are really so many people!"

"What do you think!" Ren Pengfei rushed up from behind, hanging on his and Bian Qiao's shoulders, "Otherwise, where would the stampede come from!"

Instead of squeezing under the clock tower, they first stored the dog box in a pet store, and then found a relatively empty place.

In fact, there is no time to go anywhere. The whole street is full of people at the moment, but it is safe here. If it really gets crowded, they can go straight away.

"Beer!" Ice Cream Sister and Cui Yang came to distribute drinks with several bottles in their hands, each with a small black beer.

One minute before zero o'clock, the big screen in the shopping mall next to the clock tower began to display electronic fireworks, the sound of music and cheers intertwined with the sound of fireworks, and the sky covered everyone with snowflakes.

"Bianqiao!"

Looking at the beating numbers on the screen, Gou Xiaohe's heart couldn't help but jump along with it. He felt an indescribable sense of excitement, and wanted to speak at the top of his voice.

All the sounds were infinitely amplified, Bianqiao lowered his head slightly, and moved his ears closer to him.

"—30! 29!"

As soon as the last 30-second countdown sounded, Gou Xiaohe immediately turned his attention back to the direction of the bell tower, raised his hand to hug Bianqiao's neck, and jumped and shouted the count together with everyone.

"Is it fun?" Bianqiao rarely pushed him, and asked in Gou Xiaohe's ear.

"It's fun!" Gou Xiaohe shouted back with a smile.

At the moment when it changed to "0" in the last second, Gou Xiaohe turned his head and put his head close to Bianqiao's ear and shouted at him: "Bianqiao! Happy New Year! I love you so much!"

The two of them were too close, Gou Xiaohe's mouth brushed against the cartilage of Bianqiao's ear, he didn't care, he let go after shouting, turned his head to toast Jiang Chao and the others.

Bianqiao stood still for a second, raised his hand and wiped his ears calmly.