Years of love

The sun is warm in winter, and there are lights and festoons everywhere, but the community is much quieter than usual.

People who live in the city rush to their relatives and friends during the new year. Chinese New Year is always a very warm thing.

Yan Qi carried a bag of dumpling wrappers, wrapped his black down jacket tightly, and walked home quickly.

When passing downstairs, the security guard waved to him from the duty room, and he waved back with a smile.

The elevator went up to the fourth floor, before the elevator door was fully opened, Yan Qi had already seen Zhou Luo waiting for him to go home through the crack of the door, a large field of light filled his vision, Yan Qi walked over and put the bag in his hand.

While slipping on his slippers, Yan Qi said, "Remember to buy flour next time when you go to the supermarket. The dumpling skins in the canteen are too thin, so you can't put more fillings. The dumplings will be very small."

Zhou Luo put the dumpling wrappers on the dining table: "If you have nothing to do, make some small ones. Tan Yingying can't eat a few. Cheng Ye is used to drinking for New Year's Eve, just give him some."

Yan Qi sighed: "Brother, you really know the key points."

Zhou Luo looked at him: "Huh?"

"Shouldn't you answer me 'next time I will remember to go to the supermarket to buy flour'?" Yan Qi turned around and took out the minced meat made at noon from the kitchen, stirring vigorously with chopsticks: "When will they arrive?"

Zhou Luo smiled, looked up at the clock on the wall: "It's almost here."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang very cooperatively.

You don't need to guess to know that it is Tan Yingying. After all, it is absolutely impossible for a girl to be late when she is invited to the home of a handsome guy or her boss.

Tan Yingying's hometown is out of town, and she doesn't have many relatives. She already went back on New Year's Day, and she didn't get involved in the Spring Festival catastrophe. When she took the initiative to ask Zhou Luo to work overtime during the New Year, Zhou Luo guessed that this year She will be alone.

"Brother Luo, I bought some vegetables and meat, let's show my hands too." Tan Yingying took off the long white down jacket that pinched her waist, wore a violet sweater, took off her boots and stretched her long legs After stepping through several pairs of shoes, they landed on the slippers Zhou Luo prepared for her precisely.

Whenever it is non-working time, Tan Yingying will call Brother Zhou Luoluo, this is Zhou Luo's request, because the title of president always makes people feel very old-fashioned.

"If you want to use the kitchen, you have to apply to Yan Qi." Zhou Luo pointed behind him, Tan Yingying turned her body to look in the direction of his finger, and Yan Qi poured soy sauce into the minced meat calmly.

Tan Yingying walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Little handsome guy."

"Beautiful sister." Yan Qi pulled up the corner of his mouth, but didn't raise his eyes.

"It smells so good." Tan Yingying took a deep breath and smelled it.

"You can smell it raw?" Yan Qi looked at her: "The knife on the left of the column above the cutting board is for cutting meat, the knife on the right is for cutting vegetables, and the red striped cloth on the shelf next to it is for wiping. For the countertop, the blue striped cloth is for wiping others, so go ahead and use it.”

Tan Yingying was a little surprised, she raised her head to look at Zhou Luo who was lying on the sofa bent over in thought: "Brother Luo, I didn't expect you to be so careful?"

Zhou Luo kept one ear on Yan Qi, and when he heard their conversation just now, he waved his hands and said, "That was made by Yan Qi, I'm only in charge of eating."

Tan Yingying looked at him in shock.

Yan Qi made [-] dumplings, stood up from the chair and walked in front of Zhou Luo, wiped the flour from his index finger on Zhou Luo's nose: "If it's Chinese New Year's Eve, it depends on the contract?"

Zhou Luo straightened up, slammed Yan Qi into his arms, put his chin in his shoulder, and stared at the contract on the coffee table: "There are a few projects that are more urgent in the next year." After speaking, he rubbed Yan Qi's back. rubbed his nose.

"Hey." Yan Qi complained, "You rubbed flour on my clothes."

"I'll wash it." Zhou Luo smiled, continued to look down at the contract, and then yawned.

Yan Qi accompanied him, looking up at the TV.

Tan Yingying ran out of the kitchen with a spatula, and was about to speak, but froze.

The living room was filled with warm yellow sunlight, which coated the figures of the two people on the sofa with a layer of gold. Yan Qi raised his flour-covered hands and stared intently at the host on the TV. He hugged him tightly by the waist, as if he was asleep, motionless.

Tan Yingying felt hot in her heart, she couldn't stand such a friendly picture, and was about to take a picture with her mobile phone.

Before the phone was taken out, there was a knock on the door. Tan Yingying held up a spatula to open the door again. As soon as the door was opened, Cheng Ye rushed into the room with a lollipop in his mouth. Keep me warm." The tall beauty with an apron and a spatula in front of him stunned him for a moment.

"I have a visual sense of 'my wife is cooking for me at home and waiting for me to come home from get off work'." Cheng Ye took out the lollipop from his mouth: "I have never seen you cook for me."

"It means that I have a higher position in Yingying's heart than you." Zhou Luo turned his face and smiled at him: "Uncle and aunt have no objection to letting you come over?"

"Ever since I scolded my aunt's child once, I try to avoid showing up at family reunions." Cheng Ye took out his slippers from the cabinet and changed them on: "Just a symbolic snatch in a few groups Red envelopes to remind them that grandpa is still alive."

Yan Qi stood up from the sofa, and brought the freshly made dumplings to Cheng Ye: "Let's cook the dumplings with your wife."

Cheng Ye looked at Yan Qi with a puzzled expression: "I don't know how to cook dumplings."

"Look at it." Tan Yingying took the dumpling and said, "I'll cook it, and you can cook it for me after you learn it."

Cheng Ye smiled and said nothing, Yan Qi stared at the two of them, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

The kitchen was noisy, Zhou Luo was still sitting on the sofa, he put the contract aside, took out his phone and clicked on Zhou Hao's WeChat.

In the future, he will prepare two more red envelopes. After all, the two twins who are not yet one year old are also his cousins.

Zhou Hao quickly took the 1 yuan red envelope and gave Zhou Luo a smiling face.

Then Zhou Luo gave 5000 yuan red envelopes to grandma and Zhou Xun respectively. Grandma took it, but Zhou Xun confiscated it.

- When the total sales can exceed 3000 million, I will accept it again.

Zhou Xun replied.

-Can't you set a small and reliable goal first? /:Almost crying

Zhou Luo replied.

- Then set [-] million first. /:sinister smile

-blocked. /:goodbye

After Zhou Luo finished sending, he turned off the phone.

The table was full of dishes, and the largest tray in the middle contained [-] dumplings densely packed, surrounded by three meat and four vegetarian dishes, and a few dishes bought fresh from the supermarket.

"Happy New Year!" The four toasted and clinked together, Yan Qi's dark blue children's cup looked a little cute.

"Wait." Tan Yingying took out her mobile phone: "I will encounter it if I encounter it. I will take a photo and send it to Moments."

"The background must be the dumplings made by my younger brother." Zhou Luo smiled and raised the cup to touch it again: "It looks like a Chinese New Year atmosphere."

"Click" two or three times, Tan Yingying opened Meitu Xiuxiu in satisfaction: "P show me this picture."

After a while, Zhou Luo opened WeChat and saw the photo Tan Yingying just posted in Moments, with only three words in the text: Happy Chinese New Year.

Colleagues quickly praised it.Zhou Luo originally wanted to order one, but after thinking about it, he decided to put down his phone and eat first, otherwise when he clicked on the circle of friends, the red number would soar in a straight line and it would be full of likes and comments from mutual friends.

"I'll take you guys to set off the fireworks in the afternoon." Cheng Ye ate sixteen dumplings in one go, dipped in vinegar, and nodded to Yan Qi with satisfaction: "My brother's skills are beyond anyone else's."

"Whose brother!" Zhou Luo pointed at him and said.

"Your younger brother, your younger brother." Cheng Ye stuffed two more words into his mouth, puffed his cheeks and said vaguely, "You little brother."

Tan Yingying put some vegetables in the bowl for him: "No fireworks are allowed in the community."

"Who said it will be released in the community." Cheng Ye took a sip of white wine, frowned for a long time, and then pouted: "I made an agreement with Lao Xue, and I will take you to the ice rink in a while."

"Ice rink?" Zhou Luo was stunned: "Are you setting off fireworks on the ice rink?"

"Romantic?" Cheng Ye pointed at him with his chopsticks, "Just say it's not romantic!"

"Romantic!" Tan Yingying smiled and clapped, her bright red face couldn't stop the smile.

Cheng Ye looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and ate all the food in the bowl.

The ice rink was also on holiday for the new year, and there was no one inside. Cheng Ye opened the warehouse door with the key, took out Zhou Luo and Yan Qi's skates from Zhou Luo's and his own cabinets, and took Tan Yingying to the next shelf I chose a pair of shoes that fit my feet.

"Can you skate?" Cheng Ye asked, squatting down to help her put on her shoes.

"Yes." Tan Yingying put her hands on his shoulders: "It's slipping well."

"Don't brag." Cheng Ye raised his chin towards the ice rink: "You can compete with the children first."

Tan Yingying stared at Yan Qi's eyeballs and turned around, her open mouth didn't close for a while: "Is your level so high?"

"When I was in high school, I skated with Zhou Luolai almost every week." Cheng Ye put on his skates, took Tan Yingying's hand, and the two stood on the ice together.

Tan Yingying hadn't skated on the ice for a long time. Because she had thin legs and long legs, she didn't regain the sense of familiarity when she touched the ice, and she fell directly into Cheng Ye's arms.

"No... I'm sorry." Tan Yingying straightened her white ear clips to the top of her head, and smiled with a blushing face.

"It's okay, take your time, the feeling of sliding your feet will come back." Cheng Ye put his arms behind her waist, "Slide forward boldly, I'm watching you."

Tan Yingying slid a few more steps, stopped suddenly, and stared back at Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye was still stretching out his hand, and when Tan Yingying turned around, he put his arms around Tan Yingying's waist.

Tan Yingying gently hugged Cheng Ye's neck, leaned into his ear with red eyes and said, "I don't want to break up."

Cheng Ye didn't say a word, he knew that Tan Yingying had already guessed his intention, and he couldn't bear to let her hold her and not let go.

Cheng Ye was very afraid to hear this sentence. Every time he fell in love, his wish was to hope that the other party could get rid of him cleanly. He would not be a villain, and he would not feel any sadness.

But this time, apart from being anxious, he also felt a little distressed.

"Yingying, I'm not a good man." Cheng Ye patted her on the back, feeling the skin beside her ears was a little hot and humid: "Don't waste your time on me, just dump me."

"I don't want to shake it off." Tan Yingying buried her face in his down jacket, her voice was as low as a mosquito's, and she was still trembling.

"My situation is different from what you think. You will be my last girlfriend and also my best girlfriend," Cheng Ye said.

"That's a shameful thing to say." Tan Yingying punched him in the chest: "It's too shameless."

"I'm sorry." Cheng Ye hugged her hard.

"Is it..." Tan Yingying wiped away her tears, her voice sounded much more relaxed: "Chen Ze?"

Cheng Ye was quite surprised when he heard Chen Ze's name, but what was even more surprising was that Tan Yingying's tone sounded neither surprised nor disgusted or even repulsed, "You..."

"Then I won't be sad." Tan Yingying wiped away her tears and looked at Cheng Ye: "I'm only jealous of my kind, not handsome guys."

Cheng Ye's heart tightened, and he reached out to hug her again.After hugging him, he still wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a "cracking" sound in his ears, followed by a pungent smell of fireworks.

Every word spoken in the empty ice rink echoed, let alone the sound of a firework stick. Cheng Ye looked towards the source of the sound, and Yan Qi was looking at them with a firework stick.

Cheng Ye didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Beautiful sister." Yan Qi handed her the firework stick in his hand, and Tan Yingying hurriedly took it, and smiled at him with a runny nose to express her gratitude, only to hear Yan Qi continue: "Take my firework stick, it's me It's someone else." Yan Qi pointed at Cheng Ye, "Dump him and come with me."

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