serious about love

At that dinner party, I hardly slept much, either touching the love letter, or touching the ring, and touching Jiang Muxing beside me.

He not only hopes that time can go faster, and it is best to grow old with Jiang Muxing in a blink of an eye, but also hopes that time can go slowly, and he doesn't want to miss any stage in Jiang Muxing's life.

But the speed of time is beyond his control.

What should come, what should go, what should be lost, what should be owned, will appear in sequence.

-

Last year, the winter vacation of the third year of No. [-] Middle School was eight days, but this year it was only six and a half days. It was so short that it made people want to cry without tears.

On New Year's Eve, Yanhao and Jiang Muxing went to the hospital to pick up his mother, and the two families had a New Year's Eve dinner at the restaurant that night, which was considered a meeting.

Zhou Cui is already in the recovery period, and her symptoms have eased a lot. In addition, her son came to pick her up and leave the hospital for the New Year. very decent.

Yan Mingcheng and Ni Qing are both decent people with a high level of self-cultivation. Now that they have communicated with Zigou and agreed, they will no longer have the slightest embarrassing posture, nor will they act superior to others because of their status and background Stance.

After a meal, the whole thing was quite warm, and nothing unpleasant happened.

After the meal, the parents drank tea and chatted, and the two children went to the street to play.

-

The streets are brightly lit.

The rhythm of life is like clockwork, and it is fast, and the taste of the year is getting weaker every year.

After a good year's farewell to the old and welcoming the new, he was particularly happy. Holding a large cup of warm milk tea, he took a deep breath of the New Year's air.

"When I was a child, from one to thirty days, many shops outside would close at six or seven in the evening, and there were no people on the street. Now during the Chinese New Year, the shops are basically open, and there are not many people at home."

After the banquet was over, he asked, "Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala last year?"

Jiang Muxing let out a mist: "I'm working part-time."

Yan Hao stopped abruptly, turned his head, and looked at his boyfriend standing under the neon lights.

Jiang Muxing lowered his brows and eyes slightly: "Huh?"

Yan Hao pursed the corners of her lips: "You don't have to work any more during the Chinese New Year."

Jiang Muxing rubbed his hair.

"Then let's watch it together this year." Yanhao grabbed Jiang Muxing's wrist and looked at his watch, "We'll go back after a stroll."

Jiang Muxing saw a few children running this way laughing and making noise, so he pulled them towards him.

Yan Hao felt emotional again: "I didn't come out to play during the Chinese New Year last year. I just played games at home. I never expected to come out with you during the Chinese New Year this year."

What used to be only available in dreams, is now available.

Yanhao glanced at Jiang Muxing who was walking beside him, the person he liked also liked him, how lucky is this?

When he thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.

However, he didn't know that behind the good luck was another person's long-planned plan.

Maybe know a little bit, but not go far enough.

The mobile phone in Jiang Muxing's pocket rang, and the street was extremely noisy. He took Yan Hao and turned into a nearby alley, and the surroundings became quieter before answering the phone.

Yanhao drank milk tea, waited for him to hang up and asked: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Muxing said: "Your parents opened a room for my mother in their hotel."

Yan Hao was taken aback for a moment: "Then they won't come to the apartment for three nights?"

Jiang Muxing nodded: "The red envelope is under the pillow."

Yan Hao curled her lips: "My dad doesn't come to me for anything now, he just goes to you, as if you are my guardian, it seems that he is very satisfied with you."

Complaining is false, but happiness is true.

Jiang Muxing kissed his slightly cold cheek.

-

Yan Hao and the others formed a separate group, which has a popular name called "good friends walk together for a lifetime".

In the early morning of the [-]th, it began to rain red envelopes in the group. At night, the rain not only did not stop, but intensified.

The five people froze and danced like five hundred people.

Yanhao sits in front of the square, facing the fountain, and pokes red envelopes one by one, starting from the bottom all the way up, and gives out red envelopes when he gets impatient.

Yang Daxian: Fuck, I only grabbed three yuan and seven for the two hundred red envelopes.

Your sister Xia: So your character is not good.

Brother Song: Not really.

Bonnie Ban: Never.

Three o'clock water: Never.

Brother Song: What's the situation, Lao Jiang?

Your sister Xia: Wow.

Yang Daxian: Damn it!Xiao Hao, did you send it on his mobile phone?

Yan leisurely tapped on the keyboard of the mobile phone: What do you think.

Jiang Muxing brought a bunch of candied haws to his mouth, and he opened his mouth to bite one, it was crunchy, sour and sweet.

As soon as the piano music was played, the fountain sprang up, and the water columns in the inner and outer layers kept changing with the rhythm of the music, going around and around, and the water mist was everywhere.

Yan Hao chatted with Yang Cong and the others, saying that he was outside.

Your sister Xia: I guess it is in Fengxi Square.

Brother Song: Same as above.

Yang Daxian:? ? ?

Your sister Xia: There is a fountain show there tonight, and there are so many people.

Yang Daxian: It's so cold that it's almost dead. It's better to eat sunflower seeds at home than to watch a fucking fountain.

Your sister Xia: Tsk tsk.

Brother Song: A "Single Love Song" for you.

Yang Daxian: We encourage each other.

Yan was so funny that he leaned forward and backward.

Jiang Muxing pulled him up: "Let's go."

While going down the steps, Yanhao distributed four exclusive red envelopes in the group, one of which was Jiang Muxing.

The blessings are "Happy Year of the Tiger".

-

Yan Hao and Jiang Muxing left the square, there was a loud explosion in the distant sky, a firework exploded into the night, and it turned into countless light spots in a flash, flying in different directions.

"It was definitely a big purchase."

Yanhao raised her head: "It's so beautiful."

Jiang Muxing looked at the brilliance in the young man's eyes: "Yes."

Yanhao sneezed. He put on the mask, fished up the hat from the back of the coat and put it on top of the baseball cap, fastened the drawstrings on both sides of the hat, and tied a knot under his chin to protect his entire head tightly.

Seeing him frozen like that, Jiang Muxing frowned: "Go back."

"Isn't there still some time before the party? This place is not far from the apartment, and the starting price for a taxi."

Yan Hao elbowed him: "I thought of something."

Jiang Muxing looked down sideways: "What?"

"You come with me."

On the spur of the moment, Yanhao dragged Jiang Muxing to the basement floor of the square, and went to Fengyun Uprising to catch the doll.

Jiang Muxing wanted to come out as soon as he went in.

There are too many people, and the surrounding area is noisy. There is a circle of people standing in front of each claw machine, playing more and watching more.

Yanhao pressed Jiang Muxing's shoulders and pushed him inside, all the way to a machine.

A young mother was catching rabbits, followed by her child. She asked the child to come over, smiled friendly at Yanhao and Jiang Muxing, and looked at Jiang Muxing's face twice more.

Yan Hao took advantage of the young mother to continue to insert coins, quickly pulled up Jiang Muxing's mask, pointed at the white-haired long-eared rabbit in the machine, and shouted: "Brother, I want that rabbit!"

Jiang Muxing: "..."

He took a good look at Yan, didn't there already be two at home?

Yan Hao mouthed a few words: "They need a baby."

Jiang Muxing was speechless.

-

The young mother failed to catch the rabbit seven or eight times, so she took the child to the machine next to her.

Jiang Mu stepped forward, flipped the coin and turned the joystick.

Yan Hao tilted his head to check the angle of his claws: "I haven't played with Yang Cong much, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, a white-haired long-eared rabbit was caught by its claws, and fell into the hole with a swing.

Banquet is so silly.

Jiang Muxing kicked him: "Take the rabbit."

Yan Hao came back to his senses, and quickly squatted down to fish out the rabbit.

The young mother on the side looked at them: "You're going to catch it soon?"

"lucky."

Yan Hao found that the child was looking at the rabbit in his hand eagerly, with envy and love written in his childlike eyes, so he handed the rabbit over: "Give it to you."

The child hugged the rabbit and hid behind his mother, poking his head out shyly.

The young mother hurriedly said, "Why is this so embarrassing?"

"It's all right." Yan said with a smile, "My brother is very powerful, he can still catch it."

As he spoke, he blinked at Jiang Muxing: "That's right, brother."

"Yes." Jiang Muxing squeezed his face flushed.

-

Every machine has a different grip, and each grip will vary.

After Jiang Muxing grabbed it once, the next few times he didn't succeed. Every time he grabbed it, his claws trembled and let go, and the rabbit fell staggeringly.

Yan Hao called the clerk to come over and put the rabbit inside, talking non-stop.

"No, you, why don't you adjust the paw to the rabbit, don't press the button, and when the time is up, the paw will go down by itself."

"Shake the paw, shake it 360 degrees, and when the paw stops shaking, immediately lower the hook."

"No, no, no, the angle is not adjusted properly, and the card is not accurate enough at the neck of the rabbit."

"..."

Jiang Muxing let go of the joystick: "You come."

Yan Hao gave him the meat muffin, and wanted to straighten the bangs that poked his eyes, but it got even more messy, so he simply dialed it casually: "I'll do it, you watch me grab it."

It was easy to catch after changing the banquet, and Jiang Muxing was not clean. He was instructed to see if the angle of the claws was aligned for a while, and was asked to stand away a little later.

Yan Hao's spirit was high, and he got nothing after catching it a few times. He silently moved away and took away the meat floss pancake that Jiang Muxing was carrying in his hand.

"Forget it, you should come."

Jiang Muxing played with the game coins between his fingers: "Catching dolls is a matter of probability."

The implication is that the rabbit has been caught once, and the next time it is afraid that it will have to reach a certain number of times, it is better not to catch it.

"Enough time," Yan looked at the phone, "grab it again."

Jiang Muxing frowned, forget it, catch it.

-

When going back, Yan Hao dragged a big bag of dolls: "Too many."

Jiang Muxing glanced at him: "I want this and that, and now it's too much."

Yan Hao muttered: "Just pretend I didn't say it."

After a short pause, he nags again: "There are so many, I still don't know how to wash them when I go back."

Jiang Muxing explained the steps in a leisurely manner: "Put water in the basin, add laundry detergent, throw the doll in and wash it by hand, and then dehydrate it."

Banquet: "..."

"Brother, won't you help me wash?"

Jiang Muxing sullenly said, "I don't like it."

Yan Hao muttered: "Actually, I don't like it very much either."

Jiang Muxing glanced at the top of his head from the corner of his eye: "Then you want more?"

Yan Hao whispered back: "Every time I say yes, you don't persuade me, just help me catch it, I'm swollen."

Jiang Muxing's temples were swollen and painful.

"Let's find a good day to wash together."

Yan Hao's tone was cheerful: "When the time comes, it will be cleaned and placed in the living room. The bay window and the floor can also be placed."

Jiang Muxing listened to his description, and the corresponding picture appeared in front of his eyes, and he heard another sentence: "After the college entrance examination next year, I will leave the apartment, and I will pack these dolls and send them to City A, and let them live with us for four years. "

Yanhao is full of longing: "Where to go in the end, let's talk about it in four years."

Jiang Muxing's throat throbbed: "Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"I don't mind."

Yanhao gave him the bag: "Here, I'll buy two roasted sweet potatoes for the party."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "I'll go buy it."

"No."

Yan Hao's voice turned cold: "You are not allowed to go."

As he spoke, he stuffed a bag of dolls into Jiang Muxing's arms, ran to the stall, and stood beside several young girls picking sweet potatoes.

Jiang Muxing's eyes were always chasing Yanhao.

-

At eight o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala officially began.

Yanhao and Jiang Muxing were still on the road, they turned on the TV when they got home, and the opening dance "Going Home for the New Year" was coming to an end.

Jiang Muxing took a few sips of water before striding into the bathroom.

Yanhao closed the curtains in the living room, sat on the sofa, ate roasted sweet potatoes and watched the show. Jiang Muxing's car sickness was really difficult to solve.

Don't rush, just adjust slowly.

Yan Hao peeled off the skin of the sweet potato through a plastic bag, and dug out a piece of fragrant golden cucumber flesh with a spoon.

While it was blowing, I heard shouts from the bathroom.

"Good feast, come in."

"what happened?"

Yan Hao walked over and opened the door: "Spit or?"

Jiang Muxing gestured to see the water on the ground.

Yan Hao looked surprised: "How did this happen?"

Jiang Muxing pointed to the faucet: "When I came in, the faucet was on and the sink was full."

Yan Hao subconsciously asked: "Who used the bathroom in the end?"

Jiang Muxing looked at him.

Yan Hao also looked over and looked at him innocently: "Is it me?"

Jiang Muxing's face was calm, his lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word.

Yanhao removes the word "do" by himself: "It's me."

Jiang Muxing's eyes were full of sternness.

Yanhao shrank her neck, trying to please him: "Today is New Year's Eve."

Jiang Mu walked close to him.

Yan Hao took two steps back and leaned his back against the door frame: "Now the Spring Festival Gala is being broadcast live. Listen, the host is saying a congratulatory message. It's very well said."

Jiang Mu walked up to him.

Yan Hao took out the life-saving talisman: "I like you."

Jiang Muxing's face softened in an instant, and he said helplessly, "I wasted a lot of water, and the bathroom will flood when I come back later, so don't be so sloppy in the future."

"Listen to the leader." Yan heaved a sigh of relief.

-

Yanhao helped Jiang Muxing clean up the bathroom floor, the sweet potatoes were almost cold, he took a breath and finished eating, then sat on the sofa contentedly.

There are big pursuits in life, but there are also small pursuits.

A roasted sweet potato is worth the cold wind tonight.

Yan Hao hooked up the small jade pieces and rings hanging on the rope, and kissed them one by one, Happy New Year.

As soon as Jiang Muxing sat over, Yan Hao clung to him without even thinking about it, wrapping his hands and feet around him.

"Go burn incense tomorrow morning."

Jiang Muxing reached for the remote control and turned down the volume a bit: "What kind of incense are you burning?"

Yan Hao touched the calluses on Jiang Muxing's hands: "Burning the thickest incense, I want to ask Buddha to bless me to enter the university."

Jiang Muxing's complexion was dark, and he couldn't agree with his approach at all: "It's better to do a few more questions to be more practical."

"The question has to be done, and the incense has to be burned." Yan Hao fell on his lap and looked up at him, "I will go and fulfill my wish after being admitted to University A."

Jiang Muxing didn't say much: "It's up to you."

"what happened,"

Yan Hao sat up with a serious expression, "Squad leader, why are you becoming more and more unprincipled?"

"Don't make trouble," Jiang Muxing grabbed his slender waist, "Watch the party."

The skit "New House" is over, and the song "In Spring" is sung.

Heavy, shocking, inspirational, brave.

"If one day, I am old and have nowhere to go, please leave me, in that time..."

Yan Hao sang a chorus, leaned on Jiang Muxing's shoulder, and quietly stared at Jiang Muxing's profile.

Obsession and love spread from the inside out, flowing into the eyes little by little, extremely shining and moving.

Jiang Muxing listened to the song expressionlessly. After a few moments, he turned sideways and covered Yan Hao's eyes.

Yan Hao could not see: "Why?"

Jiang Muxing didn't speak.

Yan Hao leaned closer with a smile, her rosy lips slightly curled up, and her final voice was soft: "You want to kiss me?"

Jiang Muxing opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "No kiss."

Yan Hao was not satisfied with the answer, so he rubbed Jiang Muxing with his knee: "Then why are you covering my eyes?"

Jiang Muxing lowered his head a little, and breathed in his ear: "You think hard of me."

"..."

Yan Hao breathed faster, he licked his lower lip: "Then I..."

As soon as he said two words, his lip was bitten, and he was suddenly speechless.

The singing on the TV didn't stop, and the singer was still screaming.

There is a heavy breath in front of the TV, mixed with a subtle and provocative hum.

Jiang Muxing buried his head in kissing Yanhao's neck.

The boy's whole body trembled, his fingers curled up and dug into the sofa, his fingertips were flushed, and he gasped intermittently.

Uncomfortable, ashamed, and comfortable, extremely excited.