Moon is closed today

The few boxes of fairy sticks were quickly finished by Wu Yue alone, and Chang Yanqing didn't keep any of them. The remaining few boxes of fireworks, she was so timid that she didn't dare to light them, so she asked Chang Yanqing to light them.

All kinds of small fireworks were placed in front of them. Chang Yanqing arranged them in a row and ignited them. The sparks were less than a few meters high, but they also bloomed beautifully.

In the end, there were a few oversized ones left, and the two of them worked together, but they couldn't move them. I don't know where the millets were bought.

In late winter, the weather was cold, Wu Yue was wearing heavy clothes, pushing the big cardboard box and moving it little by little, when the reverse force acted on her, she leaned forward and back, and let go of her hands and sat on the ground.

Standing not far away, Chang Yanqing couldn't help laughing out loud, although the smile was gentle.

Wu Yue: "..."

Wu Yue: "You're still laughing!" She spoke with a bit of exasperation and exasperation.

She tried to get up on the ground, but found that she couldn't turn over like a tortoise. Her voice was tinged with lovelessness: "Hurry up and help me up!"

Chang Yanqing walked over and stretched out his right hand towards her, and Wu Yue took it, and she pulled her up into her arms, and stretched her hand behind her back to wipe off the dust.

"Don't worry, take your time."

There was a strange calming effect in Chang Yanqing's words, and then the two of them really slowed down, and they were able to place them on the open space almost at the speed of a tortoise.

Seeing that it was almost done, Chang Yanqing was about to light them, but Wu Yue grabbed her hand that was about to move, and said timidly, "Wait, wait, I'll go to the back, and you will light it later."

After speaking, he hid far away, ran to sit on a small bench facing the courtyard, and covered his ears with his hands.

She never thought that she, who is not afraid of anything, would be afraid of the sound of a small firework explosion.

Wu Yue nodded at her from a distance, asking her to continue playing. Chang Yanqing received the order, lit the fuse, came back to the small bench in the courtyard, and sat down next to her.

Small fires emerged from the cartons of fireworks, rose into the sky, and exploded into small flowers, colorful, breaking the tranquility of the night and setting off the sky beautifully.

At the moment when the sound came out, Wu Yue still trembled.

Leaning on Chang Yanqing's shoulder, she watched the beautiful firework burning in the air disappear with a crackling sound, and the next one rose up and continued to bloom.

The phone in the pocket of her clothes suddenly vibrated, it was her preset alarm clock at midnight.

It's midnight.

This year, it's the two of them living together, which is great.

Wu Yue let out a long sigh, as if she wanted to throw away the unhappiness she had accumulated for a year.

"Chang Yanqing, happy new year," she said.

Every word is very precious.

The sound of the fireworks going off was very loud, but the two of them were so close that they were almost whispering in their ears.

Chang Yanqing replied to her: "Happy New Year."

Before the fireworks were over, Wu Yue took advantage of the colorful night sky and made her first New Year's wish: "I hope that in the new year, we won't quarrel anymore."

Chang Yanqing didn't know the reason for her wish: "When did we quarrel?"

They have been married for many years, and they have basically never had a big fight. Occasionally, because of some things, they are unhappy, and the cold war is reconciled within a day. Is that considered a quarrel?

In her impression, quarreling is hysterical, two people hurt each other heartily, and can easily blurt out any kind of hurtful words.

She didn't dare to say a harsh word to Shang Xiaoyue, lest she would be sad in the slightest.

Wu Yue doesn't agree with this, do we have to open our mouths when we quarrel?Chang Yanqing made several mistakes because of her disobedience and acting privately. Every time she was harmed, she was worried, fearing that the matter between the two of them would be exposed.

Just like the incident at the road show last time, if it wasn't covered up by Chang Yanqing's astonishing remarks, and the media were all staring at the marketing manuscript in capital letters, the public would have been overwhelmed by her astonishing actions.

As a popular movie queen, she has a homosexual relationship and has a child in a hidden marriage.

If the facts are exposed, it will definitely be a scandal that will shock the entire entertainment circle.

She could imagine how ugly the netizens' words would be at that time, and how much impact it would have on Chang Yanqing's career.

It's fine to scold her, but what's the matter with scolding her wife!She was so distressed.

It's obviously for her own good, why is she so disobedient!

Wu Yue gently pulled her face and said with righteous indignation: "You often make me angry!"

And often make her angry without knowing it.

Why is she so straight!

Chang Yanqing thought of the reasons for her anger a few times, and stopped holding her raised arm in front of her.

She apologized: "I'm sorry."

Sorry to help, what to ask the police to do.

Wu Yue: "I don't want to be sorry, you just need to be obedient, don't make flirtatious operations, and take your scenes seriously."

Seeing Chang Yanqing's pitiful look full of desire to survive, she felt that she was too fierce, so she slowed down her tone and said, "I am your strong backing, you should do your thing well, don't think about the harm of these things." No, my baby and I will wait for you obediently at home, I'm your wife, who do you trust if you don't believe me?"

How could Chang Yanqing not understand what she meant, but he couldn't give her an aboveboard identity, and he always felt guilty, and he didn't know how long he would keep covering up like this.

She really doesn't have the self-consciousness of a female star.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Chang Yanqing finally compromised, gently rubbing her cheek against her hand, and whispered softly.

This time the answer was very sincere, and Wu Yue was satisfied for the time being.

She let go of her troubled hands and stroked her face: "What's your New Year's wish?"

Chang Yanqing almost blurted out: "I won't make you angry."

Saying not to be angry, Wu Yue became angry again, and squeezed her hand before she could put it down: "Hey, why do you answer my words, it's too insincere!"

After receiving the death warning, Chang Yanqing began to think seriously and answer the questions seriously.

After a long while, she said: "My wish is that we will be together every year in the future."

"It feels like I'm on a pirate ship." Wu Yue let go of her hands and collapsed on her body again, acting "reluctantly", "But there's no other way, I'm on board, and I will take responsibility for you."

With a sudden interest in being a hooligan, Wu Yue raised Chang Yanqing's chin with her index finger: "Then tonight..."

A moment in the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, how can I be worthy of my full of affection if I don’t do something on the New Year’s Eve?

But Chang Yanqing's words poured cold water on her head: "I'm going back tonight."

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Excessive!Look at these beautiful fireworks!Look at this small inn full of artistic conception!Look at this romantic moment!She thought she was going to stay and live a two-person world!

No matter how terrible it is to have an overly rational wife, she has deeply experienced it for so many years.

Chang Yanqing knew that she had a lot of fun in her stomach, and wanted to satisfy her, but during the Spring Festival, it was not polite for the two of them to flee overnight and spend the night outside.

The courtship was rejected, Wu Yue's face was full of disappointment, Chang Yanqing couldn't see her like this, so he tried to comfort her: "We will come again next time."

"When is the next time?" Wu Yue insisted, asking for an exact date.

She was thinking about this bite!It is not an exaggeration to say that the meat is scratching the lungs if I want to eat it in front of my eyes.

Chang Yanqing: "You can do it whenever you want, but not today."

It’s okay, the monk can’t run away from the temple if he runs away, it’s not bad to pick a good day to experience it seriously, Wu Yue immediately agreed to her proposal.

It's just a beautiful day, beautiful scenery, flowers before the moon, although there are no flowers, it's still cold, and the people in front of me don't understand the style, but it doesn't prevent her from being moved by it. Anyway, it's a pity for such a good atmosphere.

The winter night is still very cold and quiet, the fireworks have been set off long ago, and it is quiet at this time, only a few solitary used cardboard boxes are left lying on the open space.

The emptiness after the excitement is lifeless and soulless, only the people around you still have some warmth.

The two got up, walked back to the house hand in hand, they walked quietly, and when they came back, they also opened the door and walked through the living room on tiptoe.

Passing through Chang Mu's room, the door is half closed, the light inside is on, and she had already fallen asleep when she left, why did she get up again now?

Chang Yanqing signaled Wu Yue to go first, and Wu Yue knew that she wanted to talk to her mother, so she nodded and went back to her room to sleep.

Watching Wu Yue enter the room, she turned around and knocked on the door, and shouted inside: "Mom?"

"Come in." Chang Mu recognized her daughter's voice and allowed her to pass.

Chang Yanqing went in, closed the door behind her back, walked to her bed and sat down.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I had a nightmare." Chang's mother was still sweating a little on her forehead, and her voice was hoarse.

Chang Yanqing picked up the cup on the bedside table. The water in the cup was still a little warm, so he gave her a drink.

"Did you...dream about him again?" There were some things she didn't want to mention, but not mentioning them didn't mean they didn't exist, or didn't happen.

For more than ten years, she has slowly put it down, but for Chang's mother, it is already a memory engraved in her bones, which directly ruined her second half of her life.

For the rest of their lives, they will be surrounded by such nightmares. That devil-like man is the bloody past that both their mother and daughter cannot escape.

Mother Chang raised her hand to wipe off the fine sweat on her forehead, and couldn't help sighing: "I haven't dreamed much recently."

For her, the situation has improved a lot. In the early years in prison, if she hadn't thought about her daughter who was still alive, she would have ended her life. Down, dragging a broken body, struggling to live.

At first, she was always afraid that her daughter would think she was a murderous demon, but later her daughter treated her as usual, which also gave her a little courage to support herself to live.

It may have something to do with childhood experiences. The relationship between mother and daughter is not close. The daughter has always been a filial and good child, but there is nothing else other than the relationship between mother and daughter.

Chang's mother has always felt guilty, feeling that she has dragged her daughter down, and the misfortune given to her daughter by her family since she was a child makes her unable to hold her head up everywhere.

All these misfortunes and pains were caused by that man, she wished she could go back to the past and kill him again, even in the nightmare, it was the day when she killed him by herself.

Fortunately, in the past few years, things have been developing in a good direction. She has rarely had such dreams, and these unbearable past events will only jump out to disturb her mind when her life is too peaceful and smooth.

Now her daughter's life is very happy, and she also tries to forget the past and not disturb the hard-won peace.

Chang Yanqing was still young when the incident happened, and witnessing such a scene with her own eyes left a scar in her heart.

Although he was his biological father, Chang Yanqing hated that man no less than Chang's mother. It was that devil who ruined her family and almost destroyed herself.

If she hadn't met Little Moon, she wouldn't have had any so-called happiness. She had tasted the warmth and coldness of the world long ago, and thought she had lost the ability to love her, but that man broke into her life in such an outrageous and unreasonable way.

After getting used to a life full of sunshine, how could she be willing to go back to the darkness? She is not willing to let go, and she will never let go.

"Mom." She put the water glass back on the bedside table, as if letting go of the past, "Put it down earlier."

Those things are no longer worth being sad about, and they shouldn't punish themselves for other people's faults.

If she really had to be punished, then those days in the past were enough for her to atone for her sins. She was afraid, really afraid.