you are a star

Qiao Nan lay in the hospital for a few days and became very sick, forgetting that today is New Year's Eve.

It turned out to be Chinese New Year.

She watched the fireworks blooming in the distant sky, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Liang Feicheng took a thin blanket and wrapped her body. Although there is heating in the room, her body is too weak now.

Qiao Nan felt his strong hands on his shoulders, and his soft voice was next to his ears: "It's a pity that I didn't watch the fireworks in Nanyuan."

These words can't help but remind people of some inappropriate scenes. Qiao Nan thought of that night on the terrace of Nanyuan, he and Liang Feicheng watched the fireworks, and the two of them lost control in the end.

That night Liang Feicheng called Du Nannan in her ear so many times, her heart beat so many times.

Her face was a little hot, and she changed the subject absent-mindedly: "Where are you looking?"

"Nannan, you are in a hurry." Liang Feicheng reminded her lightly, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Nan saw his smile. If this smile was on someone else, it would only make people feel that they had bad intentions or had other intentions.

But Liang Feicheng's cold temperament will only make people feel a little bit more charming.

The kind that makes people scratch their heads.

Qiao Nan fell in love with his expression before, and now she can still see it with fascination. She looked away calmly, and scratched the corner of the blanket with her fingers.

She wanted to explain, but she did think of something she shouldn't have thought of, and Liang Feicheng must have seen it with his mind. The more she explained, the more complacent he would feel.

So in order not to let himself be defeated, Qiao Nan changed the subject again: "Did you also prepare the fireworks this time?"

After she finished speaking, she felt Liang Feicheng pull her hand, her heart beat fast, Liang Feicheng said: "I didn't prepare the fireworks, I prepared this for you."

There was something extra in the palm of Qiao Nan's hand, and she quickly lowered her head to look at it.

It is a red envelope.

It's big and thick, and it doesn't feel like it contains money.

She pushed back subconsciously, "I'm such an old man, why do I still get lucky money?"

"For auspiciousness." These words did not sound like what someone of Liang Feicheng's status would say, they sounded very down-to-earth, and made people feel that he was actually a person of flesh and blood.

"Open it and have a look." Liang Feicheng reminded her.

Qiao Nan pursed her lips, and opened the red envelope obediently. She found that there were actually six red envelopes inside.

Each red envelope is not thick, and it feels like a bank card is inside.

"You are..." Qiao Nan's throat tightened and his throat choked.

Six red envelopes.

If she guessed correctly...

Liang Feicheng held her trembling hand, his warm fingertips gently stroking the thin calluses on her fingertips.

"I prepare lucky money for you every year, and I just thought of giving it to you tonight."

These six red envelopes start from the year she turned 19, and she will turn 24 this year, exactly six.

The first five have been kept in his drawer.

Liang Feicheng knew that he was a very contradictory person. He obviously hated him in those years, but he couldn't help but want to be nice to her. He wanted to prepare her a birthday present and give her lucky money.

But because of the hatred that lay between them, many things were always left unsolved, and he also hurt her time and time again.

Qiao Nan suddenly felt the red envelope in her hand was heavy, and her fingers turned white.

At this moment, Qiao Nan's cell phone on the bedside table rang, and she was about to get up to get it when Liang Feicheng pressed her shoulder, "I'll get it."

Liang Feicheng returned with his mobile phone, because there was only one wall lamp turned on in the room, and there was some shadow in the direction he came from, making his face look a little gloomy.

He sat beside Qiao Nan and handed her the phone.

Qiao Nan took the phone, saw Yu Wenzhou's name jumping on the screen, subconsciously took another look at Liang Feicheng's face.

Liang Feicheng's gloomy face just now was not because of the light, but because of the caller.

Just as Qiao Nan was about to press the answer button, the ringing stopped abruptly, and the corners of Liang Feicheng's sinking mouth curled up.

Then, a WeChat came in.

[Jojo, don't disturb your rest, happy new year. 】

As soon as Qiao Nan glanced at it, Liang Feicheng put away her mobile phone and said in a deep voice, "When you're sick, don't watch electronic products, you'll get dizzy easily."

Said, put the phone aside.

Qiao Nan: "..."

Liang Feicheng stretched out his hand to wrap the blanket around her, and stroked her hair, "Watch the fireworks with me."

His fingers penetrated into her fingers and clasped her fingers, "Nannan, don't leave, okay?"

After a long time, Liang Feicheng did not wait for her answer.

A firework went off at 11:30, Qiao Nan leaned on Liang Feicheng's shoulder, and fell asleep at some point.

Leaning sideways, Liang Feicheng first touched her forehead to make sure that the fever did not rise again, and then supported her head and let her lie on his lap.

A crystal clear teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye, and just landed on Liang Feicheng's wrist, like a spark, burning through his skin, and then fused into his blood.

The scorching heat and pain spread all the way to his limbs, his body was stiff for a while, and the expression on his face was very pale, just like the cool night outside.

He sat silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding Qiao Nan in his arms, and stubbornly waited for the ringing of the New Year's bell.

Xiao Jiu and Fan Qi waited in the corridor of the ward, while Liang Yi stayed in the living room, without the whistle of fireworks in her ears, she glanced in through the glass window on the door of the ward.

The furnishings in the ward were simple, and she immediately saw Liang Feicheng sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hugging Qiao Nan who had already fallen asleep in his arms.

And Liang Feicheng's back seemed to blend into the night outside, a lonely figure.

The Rong family's hospital is some distance away from the city square, but when the New Year's bell rings, it can still be heard within this range.

The bell is ringing, the arrival of the new year.

Liang Feicheng lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms.

"Nan Nan, happy new year."

With that kiss, Liang Yi's eyes seemed to be scalded, and she hurriedly looked away.

After Liang Feicheng carried Qiao Nan back to the bed, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and stood there for a while. After the fireworks and the bells, the neon lights of the city were still there. At this time in previous years, he was probably playing cards with Li Dongbai and the others.

At this moment, Qiao Nan's cell phone, which he placed next to the sofa, rang, prompting a WeChat message.

When she was entering the password just now, he glanced at it, entered the password on the screen, unlocked it successfully, and then opened WeChat.

[Little Qiangwei, Happy New Year. 】

In the dialog box, besides this message, there are three other messages, all sent by the other party [Xiao Qiangwei, good night]

The time is not fixed, and it may be a sudden rise.

Liang Feicheng stared at the words "Little Rose", and then saw a rose flower in the palm of his hand in the other party's portrait, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Little Rose...