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Song Qingrao was sitting in the reception room waiting for Shi Nan, he didn't know how to balance his nervousness and anxiety.

Shi Nan didn't want to have any contact with Song Qingrao anymore, so he persuaded himself to go out.

As soon as he entered, he saw Song Qingrao looking at him sullenly.

Sinan poured him a glass of water and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingrao pursed her lips slightly, looked away, a little empty: "It's nothing, I'm passing by here to see you."

Sinan asked him: "Have you finished reading?"

Song Qingrao choked for breath, and asked hastily, "Why do you keep talking like that now?"

Shi Nan didn't intend to answer this question, he looked at Song Qingrao with dead eyes.

Song Qingrao's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he opened his mouth, pretending to be calm and angry: "There should be a limit to anger."

"you……"

Sinan suddenly asked him: "Do you understand what 'breakup' is?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Qingrao's first reaction was that he was afraid that someone would hear him, so he looked out in a panic, and then, a belated pain came from his heart.

The momentum he had just put on was suddenly taken away again, and he repeated in a daze: "Break up...are you serious?"

His eyelashes were shaking, "You don't want to talk anymore?"

Returning back the other party's words in the past, Si Nan asked him back: "Are we talking?"

Song Qingrao's face turned pale instantly.

The only sound in the room was his small gasp.

He was in a state of confusion: "That's not what I meant...don't talk like that."

He began to speak incoherently, "That's angry, you know it, you clearly, you clearly know it."

He wiped his face and called him subconsciously: "Brother."

These two words again.

Shi Nan ignored the soft-hearted feeling, he looked at the road ahead, as if every step was so clear, but these two words made him unable to see clearly.

So he said, "Servant Nan."

Song Qingrao didn't react.

He continued, "Call your name."

This time Song Qingrao didn't hide anymore, just looked at him, his eyes turned red a little bit.

……

……

"That's right," Guo Kai nodded and said these two words slowly, after a while, he repeated, "That's right."

Lu Yanting and You Jingyang played through the last scene years ago.

After the end, You Jingyang deliberately told Lu Yanting: "Our statement has just been issued, and the person who took the photo has also been found out."

"I know," Lu Yanting said to him, "I'm really sorry that I have to trouble you."

"It's okay, they are all victims." You Jingyang said with a generous smile, "Forget it, forget about it, happy new year."

"Happy New Year!"

Lu Yanting is destined to be busy this year.

On New Year's Eve, Lu Yanting started cooking in the morning.

He was doing things in the kitchen, and he didn't forget to decorate the house, holding window grilles and couplets and pasting them back and forth with Qu Ruping.

Qu Ruping said to him: "Don't be nervous, our mother is very gentle."

Qu Ruping's mother is female oga and female alha respectively. His mother died of illness a few years ago, and now only his mother is left in the family.He is the only son, but the old man is stubborn and insists on spending the rest of his life in the old house.

At night, the sound of firecrackers outside accompanied by children's playfulness made Lu Yanting even more nervous.

He couldn't be idle and always had to do something. He made seven or eight dishes, big and small, and soup, and then started making bread and dumplings again.

Qu Ruping rolled up her sleeves to make dumplings with him, comforting him from time to time: "She will like you very much."

Lu Yanting asked worriedly: "Does she think it's not good for us to be married without marking?"

"no one

Alha doesn't want to make the other party pregnant when marking." Qu Ruping made dumplings very beautifully, and he rubbed the flour off Lu Yanting's face with his elbow, "I can't avoid it, besides, she knows you are making a movie . "

Qu Ruping said: "If you are pregnant, I will not be willing to let you film during this time."

Lu Yanting glanced at him, unable to tell what mood he was in.

"In this way... I thought it would be difficult for the elderly to persuade," Lu Yanting secretly let out a sigh of relief, "Our mother is so kind."

"Actually," biting his lip, he swallowed back the rest of the words and changed the subject, "I don't know her taste, but I think the things I make are more sincere."

Just as Qu Ruping was about to say something, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and he glanced at Lu Yanting.

Lu Yanting was about to die of nervousness: "Come?"

Qu Ruping washed his hands and walked towards the door: "It should be."

Lu Yanting hurriedly washed off the flour on her hands, wiped it on her clothes, and followed Qu Ruping to the living room anxiously.

Qu Ruping opened the door, and a small, delicate old lady with a kind face walked in.

She was wearing a light white down jacket and a light gray scarf. Her frosty white hair was neatly combed. In the sunken eye sockets, a pair of brown eyes reflected the dry wrinkles on her face. Lu Yanting did not expect her to be like this Old, but he still thinks she is gentle.

The old man said very little, followed by a middle-aged woman, who seemed to be taking care of her nanny, led her in and walked in.

Lu Yanting hurried up to hold her hand, and called timidly: "Mom."

The old man's mouth was pinched, he wore a little light lipstick, and smiled at him with squinted eyes.She didn't seem to be good at words, she just patted Lu Yanting's hand, the wrinkled hand was a little cold.

"Wu Ma," Qu Ruping asked the middle-aged woman, "Is the road easy?"

"It's okay in the front, but the city is blocked in the back." Wu Ma said, "It's like this for the New Year's Eve."

Lu Yanting took the old man to sit down, poured her a cup of warm tea, and put it in her palm to warm her up.

The old man kept staring at him, smiling gently.Afraid that she would be hot, Lu Yanting took off the scarf for her, accidentally tangling her hair in the process, and untied it carefully.

The old man has a faint fragrance.

She said the first sentence, with some difficulty, Lu Yanting pressed it to her mouth, and heard: "Good boy."

Lu Yanting felt that Qu Ruping's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to his mother, mature and gentle.

Qu Ruping walked to the kitchen, Lu Yanting said, "Hey, the dumplings haven't been wrapped yet."

So the family gathered around the dining table to make dumplings, and the old man also washed his hands to help. Lu Yanting said no, and Wu Ma hurriedly said, "She must make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, let her do it."

The old man made dumplings slowly, and Lu Yanting could tell that Qu Ruping's way of making dumplings was exactly the same as hers.

He had a strange feeling that even though they weren't talking all the time, he didn't find it awkward, it was like they were family.

When eating in the evening, they gathered around the dining table and turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Lu Yanting sat next to the old man, and the old man brought him some food from time to time, which made him very embarrassed, and kept saying: "Thank you, Mom."

Qu Ruping didn't have a strong sense of presence, he ate in silence, leaving all the time for them to interact.

After eating, they sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala, Qu Ruping's cell phone was never idle, and then he simply took the phone upstairs to make a call.

At this time, the old man took out a small square scarf, which seemed to be wrapped in three layers inside and outside.Her hands were always trembling slightly, but she still patiently opened the small square to reveal a silver bracelet inside.

The bracelet looks very dated.

The old man put the bracelet on Lu Yanting, opened his mouth, and said, "Okay."

Afraid that Lu Yanting would not understand, she tried her best to say it again: "You two, it's alright."

At this time, Lu Yanting realized how clumsy he was, and he didn't know what to say. This thing must have been passed down from the old man's family. Now she is giving this to herself. It would be too much to say thank you, but except He didn't know what else to say about it.

Fortunately, Qu Ruping came over and helped him out: "There are fireworks outside, look quickly."

After watching the fireworks, Lu Yanting chatted with the old man for a while.The old man spoke little and couldn't speak clearly, so Lu Yanting told her about her family and growth experience, and then about her relationship with Qu Ruping.

In the middle of the night, the old man was sleepy, and Wu Ma helped him to sleep and rest.

Before leaving, she smiled at Lu Yanting and said, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Mom." Lu Yanting said quickly.

Afterwards, Qu Ruping sat down and asked him with a smile, "How is it?"

"Very good." Lu Yanting raised her hand, "Isn't this bracelet very precious?"

"It's not a rare thing," Qu Ruping said, "My mother gave her the first gift, and it wasn't much money."

Lu Yanting was surprised and said: "This is very meaningful, okay? She gave this to me..."

"She kept it well in the past, and giving it to you shows that she likes you very much." Qu Ruping told him, "She used to eat very little, but she ate a lot tonight, and the food you cooked also suits her appetite .”

Lu Yanting listened, only feeling guilty: "I'm too busy, I will spend more time with her in the future."

The story of the old man's life gradually formed in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask Qu Ruping the truth.

Qu Ruping understood him, rubbed his hand and said, "She is very happy now."

Lu Yanting nodded, and he asked Qu Ruping: "You are also very happy, aren't you?"

"Of course," Qu Ruping raised his hand, kissed the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "I never thought I could be so happy."

After a busy day, Lu Yanting was tired, Qu Ruping hugged him and half lay on the sofa.

He heard the countdown on the TV.

Three, two, one.

The sound of firecrackers rang out.

Lu Yanting said to Qu Ruping in a daze, "Happy New Year."

They kiss each other tenderly.

Qu Ruping responded to him: "Happy New Year, baby."

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This year has not been as smooth as expected.

On New Year's Eve, Yuji, who still insisted on staying on the front line, finally had the person they wanted to see the most.

As soon as Shi Jianhong appeared, a group of reporters rushed forward.

Surrounded by bodyguards, he wore a one-piece cap. When he saw the reporters frowning slightly, he walked forward with his eyes in his pockets. He ignored the reporters' loud questions and let the flashes flash frequently.

In just ten seconds, he flung himself into the building and disappeared into the camera.

For Yuji, the pictures captured in these ten seconds are enough for them to play.

In the information age, Weibo has always been a place of right and wrong.

The nature of the world to watch the excitement has never changed. People only pay attention to the rumor spreaders, but always ignore the rumor denouncers.They are keen on the plot to go according to their imagination. As for the truth, if it is not exciting and eye-catching enough, then its status must be given up.