Doomsday: Beauty is strong and miserable, she is glowing and crazy at the same time

The steaming dumplings are filled with candies. In order to allow everyone to eat, Guanyue puts one candy in every five dumplings on average.

Shan Xunxing was a little excited when he ate the first one, but by the time he ate the fourth one, he felt calm.

The thin dumpling wrapper reveals the shape of the shrimp. One bite contains three fresh shrimps, half of which are shrimp. Every bite is satisfying.

The audio-visual equipment that had not been used for a long time in the public area was turned on. Guan Yue looked for the Spring Festival Gala of previous years. Although she didn't recognize the singers and performers on the screen, the atmosphere was great, and she felt festive when she saw the celebrities wearing red and red clothes.

She took out a few bottles of wine from the space, and took out a box of beer. She took out a can and placed it in front of Shan Xunxing, "I'll give you a few days off during the Chinese New Year. Drink it."

"It's good to celebrate the New Year." Shan Xunxing picked up the beer and clinked glasses, sighing that this was just right.

"When I was a child, my favorite part of celebrating the New Year was giving out lucky money. Is there any today?"

"I can give you a free red envelope as a formality." Guanyue took out a stack of red envelopes. There was no money in it, but it was a thick stack and felt good in his hand.

"New Year's money is the essence of the Chinese New Year. When I was a teenager, seeing hundreds of dollars wrapped in it would make me happy until the holiday was over."

Liang Tingzhu asked: "Aren't you happy that the holiday is over and school starts?"

"I was afraid that I would lose my money when school started, so I took all the money away. That was doubly unhappy. A few hundred yuan is all my net worth."

Shan Xunxing: "You definitely can't understand this feeling. You've never been short of money, so the Chinese New Year will be different from us."

"I rarely give money directly. When Old Man Liang was here, the elders mostly gave me some shares, or gave me a small company to practice my skills in. They gave these to me. They have to see the rewards when they grow up."

"Sure enough, you are different from me. We are two completely different people, so it is a coincidence that we can be together."

"It's not a coincidence. You are beautiful and people will always notice you. I will definitely like you."

"Like my face? Aren't I a beautiful dead thing?" Shan Xunxing kept these five words in mind, and every time he thought about it, he had to remind Liang Tingzhu of his original duplicity.

Liang Tingzhu glanced at her. There were some things that were not convenient to say here, so he had to suffer the loss of being mute first.

"I like it everywhere."

"If you two want to talk to each other, why don't you find a place where no one is around?" Guan Yue stuffed a dumpling into her mouth, and when she bit it, she got a piece of fructose, which was so sweet that her throat was clogged.

Shan Xunxing turned his head and joked: "You and Brother Huai still have to get used to this reserved character. It doesn't matter to him."

From getting up to going to bed, from morning to night, Liang Tingzhu could say a few love words to her from time to time.

From being uncomfortable at the beginning, she now accepts it well, and has become completely accustomed to this man's sweet words every day. This man has the potential to be a playboy.

Although he would always stress that it was true.

"I think you also like to hear it."

"I like it." Shan Xunxing's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat.

Liang Tingzhu talks a lot and does a lot. His love words will make people feel happy, and there is no anxiety caused by only doing things but not talking.

Liang Tingzhu on the side was affirmed: "I like to tell you every day."

"No, enough is enough."

"Tsk, I don't want to watch it." Guanyue opened the window and shook the small remote control in his hand, "The fireworks button produced by Manufacturing System. I'll give you whatever you want to see. You're almost done eating. Let's watch the fireworks."

She pressed the button, and a beam of golden light shot up into the sky, exploded with a bang, and giant fireworks lit up from the center. Then, the second, third, and successive fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

When the fireworks are extinguished, they are like falling gold powder. They fall here and bloom again there, one after another, alternating light and dark, and brilliant colors.

The fireworks in the sky were still being set off, and the crackling of firecrackers sounded outside the car. Along with the smell of gunpowder smoke, two different sounds were mixed together.

The sound of firecrackers was mixed with the sound of clinking glasses, and the sound of the TV was turned up. The feeling of being face to face and not being able to hear what was being said on the other side instantly brought back the New Year in childhood memories for several people.

At twelve o'clock, He Huai raised his glass and said, "I hope that next year, every year, we can be as safe and healthy as we are today."

"Okay, I hope we can all be safe and happy!"

Shan Xunxing's ears were red, and there were many cans at his feet. Accompanied by the host's congratulatory message, everyone toasted to celebrate.

During the night watch, Guan Yue only stayed up until after two o'clock and then couldn't bear to go back to rest. He Huai left with her.

Shan Xunxing found a comedy movie. It was a New Year's movie from a few years ago, but it didn't make her laugh, so it was a bit boring.

Seeing the white paper at hand, she took it and wrote her wishes, "I hope that watching the moon will always be happy, and so will I."

"I am not included in your wish?"

"You are in my happiness. I am taking you with me. It's just that I didn't write your name. It would be too disgusting if someone picked it up."

Liang Tingzhu didn't really care, but still said: "I'm so sad because of such strong words."

"Don't pretend."

"It's really sad."

Shan Xunxing raised his eyes helplessly: "Guan Yue is the thread that pulls me to the ground and returns home. You are the wind that pushes me forward and soar in the sky. Without her, without you, I can't do it. Are you happy now?"

"Well, I'm happy."

She folded the paper into a paper airplane and asked, "How far do you think it can fly?"

"Keep flying without landing."

"Let me give you the final words."

The paper airplane was thrown high, and it was still gliding smoothly in the air until it disappeared from the sight of the mountain.

She and Liang Tingzhu stayed together until five in the morning, and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

After a sleep, it was the afternoon of the next day.

Guanyue was in the kitchen worrying about the leftover dishes from yesterday.

There were too many dishes, and I didn’t even take two bites. It was a waste and difficult to dispose of.

Shan Xunxing took a bite of the cucumber in his hand and said, "Let's boil them together. That's all. The best thing to eat during the New Year is the leftovers mixed together and cooked the next day."

Liang Tingzhu asked: "What is this statement?"

"You'll find out later that eating New Year's chowder leftovers is another way of taking pleasure in the suffering of the world."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to show me the world."

During the New Year, a few people followed the custom before the end of the world and gave themselves a seven-day holiday.

During this period, Guanyue took out a large handful of banknotes from the space. Although the banknotes were no longer in circulation, they were still very useful for playing cards.

I continued to indulge until the end of February. After the Lantern Festival, the RV started again.