The dumplings made by yourself taste different.

After dinner, Su Xingshen went back to his room, took a shower, and came out to look for clothes. His movements froze—his wardrobe... It doesn't seem so messy, does it?

Su Xingchen frowned. During this period of time, he always felt that something was wrong. The things in his room seemed to have been moved.

But because he was too busy, he fell asleep after taking a shower every day, maybe he remembered it wrong?

……

I slept until dawn and woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning.

It's been a long time since I slept in so relaxingly.Sensing the noise outside the door, Su Xingchen walked out in his pajamas, pulling on his slippers.

Several cars came outside the door, all of them came to pick up Wen Shen and the others.

"Shen Chen, we're leaving, breakfast is in the kitchen for you, what time do you get the ticket?"

Su Xing smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have a ticket for noon, and I'm going to the station later, see you on the seventh day."

He only turned around and entered the house after seeing several cars go away.

To their village, the train does not go directly, and they have to transfer cars halfway, and even walk a certain mountain road to get there... Where can I buy a ticket at this point.

Besides, why did he go back?

In that place, no one cared about him.

……

After breakfast, Su Xingchen went back to sleep again, after all, the rare holiday can be so recklessly squandered.

When he woke up again, it was almost dark, and there was silence outside.

Turning on the phone, many friends sent him blessing messages, all of whom he met after coming here, and none of those "family members".

Xiao Yubai recorded a video of his family's New Year's Eve dinner and sent it to him. A large table of dishes could match a full banquet of Han and Chinese.

At this point, Lu Zhan was still filming in other places, probably in a village where fireworks could be set off during the Chinese New Year, so he took a photo of fireworks all over the sky and sent it to him.

Bai Wei sent him a voice message, and it seemed that Bai Jinshu's voice calling her to go out for dinner could still be heard over there.

And the neatly arranged earthy greetings sent by Bai Jinshu looked like they were copied and pasted in a group post... He didn't even bother to reply!

Su Xingchen replied to the messages one by one, and then put away the phone.

In the Bai family, Bai Wei received a reply, while Bai Jinshu stared at the WeChat page that didn't respond at all, his expression became more and more gloomy.

He only sent blessings to the only one person, and in order not to be obtrusive, he even found the most commonly used blessing text messages!

……

Su Xingchen was also hungry. He didn't seem to finish the dumplings last night, so he reheated them in the microwave and brought them out.

In the huge living room, a person sat there facing a plate of dumplings.

"There's nothing special about New Year's Eve..." Su Xingchen propped his head and muttered twice, then smiled slightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Su Xingchen, happy new year, the new year should be even better ah……"

He was still thinking wildly while eating the dumplings from the previous night. His family situation is quite similar to that of "Jiang He Miao".But at the very least, Jiang Hemiao still has a photo to keep in mind, he doesn't even have a photo.

But even if there were photos, probably the original body didn't want to eat in front of their photos.

Those New Year's Eve dinners with only cursing and beatings are really nothing to eat together.

After Su Xingchen finished his "New Year's Eve dinner", he turned on the TV and played the Spring Festival Gala. He nestled on the sofa and swiped Weibo with his mobile phone.

Suddenly, the voice of the WeChat video call rang quickly.

It was sent from among the five of them. Su Xingchen was startled, and pressed it with a shake of his hand.

The group immediately sent a bunch of messages——

"Why don't you answer the phone? Shen Chen?"

"Let's make a video together!"...

Su Xingshen moved his hands and typed back after a long while: "No, the signal in my hometown is not good, and there is no wireless network. It is a waste of traffic to turn on the video and get stuck."

"The voice call?"

"It's almost midnight, let's watch the New Year together and welcome the arrival of the New Year!"

Su Xingchen looked at that sentence, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he replied "OK."

Soon, a voice call was initiated in the group. He pressed the answer button, and Jiang Ye's voice immediately appeared on the other side, "Shen Chen, did you hear the voice over here?"

"heard it."

"There are so many children in my family here, it's so annoying." Jiang Ye heard a slightly complaining voice. He seemed to have walked a little farther, and the children's noisy voices gradually disappeared.

"En." Su Xing responded lightly, and smiled silently.

"What did Shen Chen eat today?" Xu Zhewen cut in with a gentle voice.

Su Xing glanced at the cold leftovers on the table, sank deeper into the sofa, and jokingly said, "It's just some home-cooked food made by the family, otherwise can we still eat a full banquet?"

Gu Fan answered, "It's not impossible if you want to eat, I'll make it for you when I get back."

"Brother Fan, what you said, I kept a notebook..." Su Xingchen laughed out loud, he is in a much better mood now.

After chatting for a while, the warm and magnetic voice casually said, "Shen Shen, why is it so quiet over there? Isn't it possible to set off fireworks in the countryside?"

"I..." Su Xing paused, then smiled and said, "It's too noisy outside, I'm hiding in the room to chat with you now..."

"Is it?"

The deep voice was unclear for a moment who said it.

It's just that there was silence on the other side for a while.

Su Xingchen was a little puzzled, looked at the phone, and was about to speak when the door was suddenly opened, and an inexplicably sour and distressed voice sounded——

"Shen Chen, are you hiding in this room?"

Su Xing stared blankly at the four men who appeared at the door. The black coat was still stained with half-melted snowflakes. He probably walked in a hurry, and the hot air he exhaled formed a white mist.

"You... you... why are you here?"

Wen Shen approached slowly, and his light blue eyes had a deep color at this time, "Didn't you say you are going home for the New Year?"

Su Xingchen scratched his head unnaturally, "I, I didn't get a ticket."

Gu Fan stared at him, "I guessed it, there is no noon train to your county, only one in the morning."

Su Xing shrank his neck, feeling more guilty.

Xu Zhewen said helplessly: "Fortunately, Gu Fan realized something was wrong later, so let's come back and take a look."

"Okay, now that we're all back, let's watch the New Year together." Jiang Ye carelessly put the things in his hand on the table, "When I left, I brought the dishes made by the cook at home, and I also kept the old man as a treasure. I also took two bottles of red wine..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the dumpling soup left on the table, and his expression changed for a moment, staring at Su Xingchen, his tone was distressed and angry, "Is this your New Year's Eve dinner?"

Su Xingchen couldn't sit still right now, so he stood up and tugged at his trouser legs, "That's right, that's... I'm staying here alone, I thought it's better not to waste it... So..."

"come over."

There was no emotion in the dull voice, Su Xingchen looked up, and the four stood in a pile with expressionless faces, staring straight at him.

……No way?You won't be angry because he lied to them, will you?

Pulling on his slippers, he slowly moved towards the four people.

As soon as he got close, he was pulled over and rubbed into the arms of four people.

He was surrounded by four people, and he couldn't see their expressions clearly, only a muffled voice sounded above his head——

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a bus ticket, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a New Year's Eve dinner...and us."

"From now on, let's spend every Spring Festival together, okay?"

Su Xing stood there in a daze, only feeling sour in his nose.

His voice was slightly hoarse, and he replied softly: "Okay."

Thank you... Thank you for not asking anything, thank you for spending the Spring Festival with me.

The author has something to say: I wrote this chapter silently with a slightly sore nose... Happy New Year, but do you have a premonition of the coming snowstorm T^T

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