After the quarrel between Ye Zhenzhen and her parents two years ago, her parents did not express their opinions, and no one took the initiative to mention the unpleasantness.
Based on Ye Zhenzhen’s understanding of her parents, she understood that they could not give up just now.
Because Wang You comes to see them from time to time, the family quarrels every day, which affects Wang You's view of them.
Part of the reason is that the family has not seen each other for a long time. There is no solution at the moment and it cannot be solved in a while. It is better to celebrate the New Year in a down-to-earth manner.
The older generation still attaches great importance to celebrating the New Year and wants to have a good omen.
February 9, 2013, New Year’s Eve.
Ye Mu got up early and was busy in the kitchen, and Ye Mao and Wang You also came over early to help.
The family had a happy New Year's Eve dinner. Her parents were very satisfied with Wang You and talked to her from time to time during the dinner.
Ye Zhenzhen had no desire to participate in the topic and sat in the living room watching TV after eating.
On New Year’s Eve, salespeople should send blessing messages to old customers. To show her sincerity, she did not choose to send the message in bulk, but deliberately added the customer's last name when sending the message.
Carrying a can of beer, Ye Mao sat down next to Ye Zhenzhen and asked with a smile: "Sister, who are you sending a message to?"
Ye Zhenzhen was busy. Editing the information without raising her head, "Oh my God."
In order to increase customer stickiness and become familiar with customers, Ye Zhenzhen added hundreds of customers' WeChat accounts. Clothing, holiday blessings in advance.
I don’t care about my parents that much.
Ye Mao raised his head and took a sip of beer, then lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that you and your parents had a fight?"
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a few seconds and glanced at the restaurant from a distance. .
Over in the restaurant, his parents and Wang Youzheng were having a good chat.
Ye Zhenzhen turned sideways and looked at Ye Mao. She had no intention of hiding it, after all, she couldn't. She said a little helplessly: "Well, we had a quarrel."
Worried that her brother would impulsively mention the matter to Wen Baijing, Ye Zhenzhen ordered: "Don't tell him about this matter. "
"I know." Ye Mao sat on the sofa, his head at the same level as Ye Zhenzhen, "Sister, since you want to be with him, you might as well tell your parents to let them know. After all, they won’t urge you to go on blind dates every day.”
This is the first time the siblings have talked about Wen Baijing.
Ye Zhenzhen touched Ye Mao with her elbow, her expression turned serious instantly, and her tone suddenly became colder, with a warning tone: "You promise me not to tell, if you dare to say... ."
The method of cutting out the flesh to mend the sores by tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall is simply creating a cocoon.
Seeing Ye Zhenzhen’s serious expression, Ye Mao did not continue to pursue this topic. Then she asked: "Sister, do you really like him?"
Ye Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at her brother, asking such an obvious question, asked in anger: "What do you think?"
Ye Mao put away his playful smile and showed a rare seriousness, "Ye Zhenzhen, since you like him, don't you want to be with him?" Are you getting married?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen felt like she was struck by lightning and couldn't recover for a long time.
She did not expect Ye Mao to ask this question. How to face this problem head-on? It would be a lie to say that she doesn't want to, but it is not up to her to make the decision.
There were faint fireworks blooming on the glass, and the colorful colors shone on her face through the glass, flickering brightly and dimly.
The corners of her eyes felt a little sour for no apparent reason. Ye Zhenzhen swallowed and tried to calm down.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't answer Ye Mao's question, she just took back her phone and silently walked towards the balcony.
Pushing open the glass door, the bone-piercing chill quickly froze the person. Ye Zhenzhen felt like she was a huge frozen dumpling.
It hasn’t reached midnight yet, and there are only a few scattered fireworks.
She put her hands on the concrete Roman column guardrail and looked into the distance.
This is the Jiangnan she misses so much, the Jiangnan she loves most. In contrast to the dry air in the northwest, the air here is humid.
It was freezing cold.
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Ye Mao also walked out and stood with her on the balcony.
The siblings were speechless for a moment.
Ye Mao still couldn't help it, and asked with half worry and half concern: "Sister, haven't you thought about the future?"
Ye Zhenzhen's palms were almost as strong as cement. At a certain temperature, she took back her hands, patted the dust lightly, and put her hands into her pajama pockets.
The palms of my hands slowly warmed up, and countless fine needles pricked my hands, making them itchy and painful.
Ye Zhenzhen tried her best to clench her hands, took a deep breath, and said softly: "The future is too far away, Xiaomao, too far away."
Knowing that there is no Later, but she was unwilling to let go now, and she couldn't do it.
Ye Mao seemed like a young man who didn’t know the feeling of sadness, pretending to be serious: "As long as you really want to be together, there is always a way."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't have time yet. answer.
At midnight, trees and flowers bloomed in all directions at the same time.
The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows down stars like rain.
Purple butterflies fly away from the curtains, and fireflies fly through the high pavilion.
The night sky is as bright as daytime, and fireworks are blooming in the distance. Although it is not too close to the city center, the air quality in Jiangnan is good and visibility is high.
She seemed to be able to see Wen Baijing standing under the fireworks, with a warm smile on his cold face.
The phone kept vibrating in her pocket. She took out the phone and opened the screen in ecstasy. At the same time, she pushed Ye Mao to the glass door and winked at Ye Mao to help him cover up.protect.
She was so surprised that her hand when she answered the phone was shaking a little. To prevent the phone from falling, she had to hold it tightly with both hands.
The moment she answered the call, she heard the crackling sound of fireworks, as if she was standing under the fireworks at this moment, as if she were actually there.
Wen Baijing's voice came to his ears along with the fireworks. The sound was as gorgeous and warm as the fireworks: "Ye Zhenzhen, Happy New Year!"
Ye Zhenzhen said nervously Holding the phone in her hand, it pressed a slant mark on her cheek, and her voice rose like a firework: "Wen Baijing, Happy New Year!"
There was silence for a long time.
They had a tacit understanding and looked up at the night sky at the same time.
Neither of them spoke. Their ears seemed to have special functions. After automatic noise reduction, the clear breathing of the other person could be heard in their ears.
I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.
Many wishes are just expressions that cannot convey the meaning at this moment.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly enjoyed this moment of silence, saying nothing was worth a thousand words.
Remembering that Wen Baijing was still standing outside, she couldn't help but break the beautiful moment and said in a slow and gentle voice: "Go back to the room after setting off the fireworks. It's too cold outside."
< p> Wen Baijing seemed to have clairvoyance and chuckled softly, "You should go back to your room and don't stay on the balcony."This was probably a tacit understanding!
Ye Zhenzhen wanted to say that something made sense, but she couldn't remember the previous sentence.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn’t think of it, so I had to swallow this sentence back with a smile.
Ye Mao reached out and gently pulled Ye Zhenzhen, winking at her.
My parents should have had a good New Year’s Eve dinner.
Ye Zhenzhen covered her phone and whispered: "Okay, you can go back to your room early and we can chat on WeChat."
She just hung up the phone and didn't have time to put it back in her pocket. .
Mother Ye pushed open the glass door of the living room and said kindly: "Come in quickly, it's cold outside..."