Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

Front row reminder, this is a side story, besides.

Happy New Year's Eve.

(I don’t know whether it was the New Year’s Eve or the first day of the Lunar New Year when it was sent out)

It doesn't matter, just say it again.

Happy New Year!

Brother Die's butterfly flew towards Hualin's face, making Hualin unable to open his eyes.

After the butterflies dispersed, Hualin opened his eyes in a daze, but then he was stunned again:

There are large and small office desks piled with documents, familiar coffee tables and sofas...

Is it Ao's office? !

Hualin returned to Cang's office? !

'Hey, Tongzi, what's going on? '

Looking at Cang's Office, which was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it, Hualin was not happy to go home for a moment, but full of doubts on his face: He was clearly still there just now...eh?

What were you doing just now?

(Reminder: Extra, it’s an extra! It has nothing to do with the main plot. Brother Die’s butterfly at the beginning is just an introduction!)

Hualin fell into thinking...

Hualin stopped thinking...

"Tsk, why do I always feel like I have forgotten something..."

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. Since you have forgotten it, it means it is not important."

Hualin nodded with satisfaction, then came to the desk and started to organize the files.

But as soon as he touched the document, Hua Lin retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. At the same time, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the second floor as if he remembered something.

"Cangye...are you there?"

No one answered.

Hualin smiled mockingly to himself. He suddenly remembered that his sister Cangzhu died in front of him, and his sister Cangye came to the library and was killed by him because of Zima's words.

"Oh, how could I forget..." Hualin gently touched the table and said in despair, "I am the only one left in this family..."

"Bang bang bang-"

A strong knock on the door suddenly came, interrupting Hualin's emo state.

But the melancholy Hualin didn't want to pay attention to it, and simply pretended not to hear, thinking that the person outside the door would leave after a while.

But the person outside the door seemed to be sure that someone was in the office. Instead of leaving, he switched from knocking on the door to knocking on the door.

"Tsk, I'm sorry, I'm not hosting guests today."

Hearing Hualin's voice, the people outside the door were obviously stunned for a moment, and then the sound of banging on the door became louder, and it was also mixed with a familiar girl's voice:

"Well, you Canglong! What did I tell you before Sister Cangzhu and I went out? I asked you to watch the door. It's not like locking the door to prevent everyone from entering. Open the door quickly! Sister Cangzhu is already too tired to speak. ”

Hualin was stunned, not because of anything else, but because the girl's voice was so familiar that Hualin didn't want to believe what he was seeing.

"Snapped--"

Hualin slapped him directly on the face, so crisply and fluently that...

"Uh~~~Ah~~~" Hualin touched his face and opened his mouth to moan in a low voice. As if he was afraid that people outside the door would hear him, Hualin kept his voice very low.

"(Urban expletive), use it harder. It hurts me to death...isn't this a dream...?"

"Hey, Canglong, hurry up!"

Outside the door, Cang Ye's urging voice came again, and Hua Lin also reacted and slowly walked towards the door.

"Squeak-"

"Hey, Canglong, you..."

"I wasn't dreaming... maybe." Before Cang Ye could complain, Hua Lin hugged him, "You are Cang Ye... right."

"I'm not Cang Ye, who am I? Cang Long?" Cang Ye pushed Hua Lin away and walked into the office while looking at him with a look of disbelief on his face and said, "There is something wrong with you."

"Cang Long..." Cang Zhu's tired voice came, and Hualin realized that Sister Cang Zhu was lying on Cang Ye's back. He looked at himself and asked, "Tell me... ...What just...happened to you.”

"...It's nothing." Hualin looked at Cangzhu and shook his head with some sobs, "It's just...it was just a dream."

It's just a dream, you are no longer here.

"Are you having a nightmare?" As soon as Cangye put Cangzhu on the sofa, he turned around and complained about Hualin, "You are older than me, but you were frightened by a nightmare. It's not shameful to say it."

"Okay, Cangye..."

"Sister, why are you always facing him? Obviously... I was the one who came first..."

Looking at the two people in front of him, Hualin couldn't help but put a smile on his face. He had not lived like this with the Cangzhu sisters for a long time.

"You're still smiling. It's not embarrassing." Noticing the smile on Hualin's face, Cangye immediately scolded Hualin, "Tell me, what nightmare did you have just now?"

"You...want to hear it?"

Hualin tilted his head, the smile on his face was exactly the same as before, but it also gave people an inexplicable feeling of sadness, which Cangzhu could clearly feel.

"Of course I want to listen." But Cangye didn't seem to notice Hua Lin's abnormality, and proudly raised his head and said, "I want to hear what kind of nightmare can scare you."

"Then I... said it."

"explain."

"I really said..."

"Oh, please hurry up and say it!"

"Cang Ye..." Cang Zhu opened his mouth, wanting to stop Cang Ye's behavior, but...

"In the dream, you are dead."

"what?!"

Cangye grabbed Hualin's collar, looked at Hualin angrily and said, "Why do you have such a dream for no reason?"

"Cang Ye, calm down first." Cang Zhu, who was resting on the sofa, stopped him. Then he looked at Hua Lin and asked, "So, did you become like this because you dreamed about this?"

"Um......"

Is this a dream?

Or reality?

Hualin just lowered his head and responded softly without making an answer.

"Are you... worried about that day?"

"Sister, everyone is mortal, isn't it?"

"..."

silence.

Hualin's dream silenced all three people in the office.

Cangzhu was moved because Hualin was worried about him; Cangye regretted that he was too impulsive; and Hualin...

He just looked at the two of them quietly, did not take the initiative to speak, and just enjoyed the time quietly.

"Ahem, okay." Seeing that the atmosphere was too silent, Cangzhu broke the silence and said, "Let's clean up everything. The Chinese New Year is coming soon..."

(Although I don’t know if there is a saying about New Year’s Eve in Yueji, but Chongbangzi’s approach of “my things are mine, and your things are still mine”, I feel that writing New Year’s Eve and New Year is not too much.)

(Quietly: It’s a side story anyway.)

"After... years?"

"What? Did you fall asleep?" Cangzhu looked at the confused Hua Lin and smiled, "Go and get ready. We will go out later to eat your favorite scallion pancake."

"Yeah." Hua Lin nodded, turned around and was about to go upstairs to prepare, but he smelled the smell of fresh onion pancakes coming from behind him.

"Huh? Sister..."

Hualin turned around, only to see another scene:

Hod, Malkuth, Netzach and Chesed were surrounding Roland, and behind Roland, Angela was secretly looking at everyone on tiptoes.

As for Roland...

He is holding a pot in his hand, cooking green onion pancakes.

"Roland!" Malkuth looked at the pot in Roland's hand and reminded in a panic, "Look at the pot! It's going to burn! It's going to burn!"

"Ahhh?! Sorry, sorry."

"Haha, it's rare to see Mr. Roland distracted. I didn't expect him to be so cute."

"Hahaha, you can't say that to me. Look at Hua Lin, wasn't he distracted just now? I heard you call me 'sister' just now~"

"Oh, that's what I said." Hualin walked up to the crowd and took the coffee cup Chesed handed him and said, "Everyone gets distracted sometimes."

"Hmm, compared to this..." Netzach suddenly took out a variety of different wines and looked at the green onion pancakes in Roland's pot and said, "I'm more curious... I've been attracted to you. I was talking to Roland about how delicious the onion pancakes are."

"Hoho, then I have to talk to you." Staring at the wine in Netzach's arms, Roland licked his lips and said hungrily, "To eat this, you must accompany it with wine and a bite of cake. Take a sip of the wine...tsk tsk tsk, don't mention how delicious it is."

"That's your opinion." Hualin glanced at the wine in Netzach's arms, hesitated, and subconsciously took out another bottle of rice wine.

"Huh? I remember...you don't drink, don't you?" Noticing the rice wine Hualin took out, Roland looked at Hualin and joked, "You also said that you don't drink."

"Who asked you to make onion pancakes...I only drink some occasionally when eating onion pancakes."

"It's just occasionally...I'm not drunk."

"Haha."

As soon as Roland divided the scallion pancakes, Angela stepped forward and looked at the two of them and asked in a low voice: "You... why were you so distracted just now?"

"Ah? Ah... I just... suddenly recalled the past. It's all Hua Lin's fault. If he hadn't mentioned that today is the Chinese New Year and wanted to eat onion pancakes, I... would have... It reminds me of the past.”

"Oh... then Hualin, you..."

"Seeing this green onion pancake, I thought..."

"A few relatives."

"......I see."

Angela nodded, snapped her fingers and disappeared. When Roland saw this, he touched Hualin with his shoulder and asked, "Hey, what were you thinking just now? You called me sister and scared me." .”

"Don't you know that I have a sister?" Hualin raised his eyebrows, looked at Roland and smiled, "Compared to me, the person you just thought of is probably her."

"What do you think?"

"...I am not qualified to judge whether you are right or wrong, but I am qualified to say to you..."

"Happy New Year."

"......Happy New Year."

"Roland~ The way you recommended is good. Can I have another one? I want to try the one Hualin mentioned." Netzach held a few bottles of wine and said as he approached the two of them smelling of alcohol.

Hualin Roland was stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and laughed.

"I didn't expect that you guys actually made this so lively."

Before the sound arrives, the smoke arrives first.

Hearing the familiar voice, Hualin turned his head and saw Gebura arriving here with binah and others.

"Boy, what are you talking about...scallion pancakes? Let me try it. How delicious it is. It will make you talk about it all the time."

"You said this..." Hua Lin pushed Roland back to the pot and introduced to everyone, "Then let you try... the onion pancakes made by Roland himself."

"(Urban swear word)" Roland cursed with a smile, looked at Hua Lin and said, "Come here and help me. Don't pretend, I taught you this."

"Hahaha." Hua Lin smiled and followed Roland to make onion pancakes.

"It smells really good, kid." Binah came to Hualin and looked at the scallion pancake in Hualin's hand and said, "Have you... often eaten this before?"

"Well, of course, it's my favorite food." Hua Lin scooped out the scallion pancake neatly, sprinkled some seasoning on it and handed it to binah.

"Thank you, but please forgive me for not being hungry now." Binah put the scallion pancake aside and looked into Hualin's eyes and said, "Child, do you think the starry sky is real or fake?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Suo Ma?" Hualin looked at binah in confusion, but the latter just smiled:

"Do you think it's true now... or false?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no one around him, but Hualin lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh, you can really do such a cruel thing." Hua Lin turned around and looked at the sky-blue haired boy in front of him and said, "It made me realize again that all my relatives have been wiped out, and all my friends , and it’s been a long time since I saw you.”

"I don't know who you are, but I know..."

"Your dirty illusions have stained my memories!"

After saying that, Hualin rushed to the side of the blue-haired boy that day, even though he had no weapon in his hand.

"Hey?! Brother, calm down." The young man opened his eyes and blocked Hualin's fist with both arms. This also allowed Hualin to see clearly the young man's eyes: the crimson eyes contained the pupils of Bianhua. .

"Bianhuahua... Humph, it is indeed your handiwork." Hualin closed his eyes, raised his foot and gave the boy a kick. Seeing that Hualin was too hostile, the boy quickly raised his hands and said, "Calm down. My name is Xiao Mo, I’m not hostile.”

"How do you want me to believe you? With your illusions?"

"Huh? Illusion? I can't do it?"

Xiao Mo looked at Hua Lin with a blank expression, and said to himself: "The purpose of my coming to you is very simple, just to say a few words to you."

"Happy New Year, and..."

"Your family is waiting for you in March."

"Ok?"

Hualin also wanted to ask what happened to Xiao Mo, but ended up waking up from the bed.

"This is...my room?"

After seeing the layout in front of him clearly, Hualin suddenly found himself sitting on the bed of the Star Dome Train. Before he could think about it, he heard the somewhat angry voice of March:

"Otherwise? Do you think this is my room? Get up quickly, isn't it the Spring Festival in your hometown today? We can go to the elders to ask for red envelopes, Uncle Yang is already ready!"

"March......"

"Um?!"

March was talking enthusiastically when she suddenly saw Hualin hugging her. Before she could react, she heard Hualin whisper in her ear: "It's great to have you."

"Humph, don't even look at who I am."

Hearing Hualin's praise, Yue Yue raised her head proudly, while Hualin smiled fondly and whispered:

"Happy New Year."