red and white roses together

Ji Congxiao was lying on the window to put up window grilles. He was wearing a red sweater, which made his skin fairer, and he looked a few years younger.After marking the position of the upside-down blessing, he was about to paste it, when a hand was stretched out behind him to wrap around his waist, and a candy was stuffed into his mouth.

"It's crooked." Sheng Huai said, while adjusting the position of the window grille, he glued it together with Ji Congxiao.

"Have you finished?" Ji Congxiao turned around to look at him, slurring his words with candy in his mouth, Sheng Huai poked his cheek, and Ji Congxiao quickly hid the candy back into his mouth.

Sheng Huai laughed, then nodded, "Half of it is written, and the other half is yours."

On New Year's Eve, every household is preparing for the Spring Festival, and their small family is the same, even stronger than other families.After all, one of the two has lived abroad for many years, and the Spring Festival is not celebrated for many years, while the other Spring Festival is just like usual, and now they finally have a chance to celebrate the festival together. .

So all kinds of New Year's goods, window grilles, candles, and New Year's pictures were put into battle. As for the Spring Festival couplets, after making sure that they had both learned calligraphy, the two decided to go back and write by themselves. Each of them wrote half of it, which seemed more meaningful.But right now, Sheng Huai has completed his part.

When Ji Congxiao walked to the table, he saw the four characters painted with silver hooks on the gold-sprinkled red paper——

The world has changed its age.

The past has passed, just like these years, it has already changed.

He dipped the pen in the ink, hung his wrist and wrote the pen, and the four big characters were like flowing water and flowing clouds, in one go——

It's spring all over the world.

The future is not far away, just like this spring day, full of new life and hope.

Sheng Huai's handwriting is strong, beautiful, and upright, while Ji Congxiao's is sharp, agile, and thin.Two completely different fonts are put together, but there is no violation at all, they complement each other just right, extremely harmonious and self-contained.

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Steaming dishes are served on simple, plain bone china plates, beautifully colored and beautifully presented.

After more than half a year, Ji Congxiao's culinary skills have finally developed from the original only aroma and taste to the current level of complete color and fragrance. All this is due to Sheng Huai's lack of talent in Chinese food and his firm requirements for children's stomach Chinese food as a daily credit.

Ji Congxiao put the last dish on a plate, and Sheng Huai was returning with the wine.

The ceiling light in the living room was turned off, and there was only a geometrically cut wrought iron seat lamp on the table in the dining room, emitting a dim and soft light.

The red wine was poured into the goblet, and the liquid reflected a ruby-like crimson color under the light.

Sheng Huai held up his wine glass, Chao Ji Congxiao raised it.His sleeves were pulled back a little, revealing clean wrists and round bracelets.

Ji Congxiao clinked glasses with him.

"Hope for a new year..."

Sheng Huai opened his mouth, but he got stuck in the same place as soon as he said the beginning.

Ji Congxiao looked at him inexplicably.

Sheng Huai sighed: "Life is not worrying, the relationship is happy, and suddenly I find that there is nothing to look forward to."

Ji Congxiao was amused by his words, and immediately said, "Then I'll do it."

"I hope that in the new year, I can receive good scripts and make more meaningful movies..."

"When did you become so motivated?" Sheng Huai raised his eyebrows.

Ji Congxiao glanced at him, and continued: "Catch up to my boyfriend's height as soon as possible, and then come out successfully."

Sheng Huai choked suddenly, covered his face with one hand and turned his head to chuckle.

The link of looking forward to the New Year just passed away amidst laughter and noise. The two ate and chatted at the same time.

Ji Congxiao slumped on the sofa holding the big cat doll, not even wanting to move a finger.The New Year's Eve dinner was so rich that he cooked a few extra dishes, but forgot to reduce the portion, so that his belly was full now.

When Sheng Huai cleaned up the table, washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen, he saw the children staring at the ceiling in a daze.He took out a piece of paper to dry off the water on his hands, and stretched out his hand towards the person: "Get up and move around, digest food."

Ji Congxiao turned to look at him as if he was unresponsive, and said slowly: "Refuse by real name."

"Rejection is invalid."

"Okay then." Ji Congxiao took his hand and stood up, but leaned directly into his arms like a fool, resting his chin on his shoulder: "Okay, you can move now."

Sheng Huai flicked his head amusedly, but held his waist indulgently.

There is music in the room, which is the gentle and melodious tune that Sheng Huai likes. In order to reflect the New Year, he even picked some lively tunes.

The two of them were just walking slowly in the living room to digest food, but unknowingly started dancing to the music. Ji Congxiao put his hands on Sheng Huai's shoulders, and Sheng Huai's hand was always on his waist .The movements of the two were neither fish nor fowl, and their steps stepped on each other from time to time, but no one said they wanted to stop.

Spinning, stepping, backing, and forwarding, the foreheads of the two touched each other, their eyes were bright, and there was a brisk smile on the corners of their eyes and brows.

It wasn't until there was a "bang" from the fireworks outside the window that they both stopped.

"Who is this big confession?" Ji Congxiao leaned on the railing of the balcony and looked out.In the dark night sky, bunches of love fireworks exploded, colorful and endless.

Sheng Huai took out his down jacket, put it on Ji Congxiao's shoulders, and hugged him with the clothes in his arms.

"Hey Brother Sheng, let's let it go too!" Ji Congxiao turned around and asked, obviously already itching.

"Okay—wait a minute," Sheng Huai was about to respond, but suddenly frowned, "Did we... buy it?"

Ji Congxiao: "..." It seems that I really forgot.

"But if you don't ask too much, it's still okay." Sheng Huai said thoughtfully.

Ji Congxiao's eyes lit up, always feeling that his boyfriend is omnipotent!

After a while, Ji Congxiao twitched his mouth as he wondered what kind of fairy wand he bought as a gift, and silently retracted that sentence in his heart.Sure enough, I can't ask too much, this is also...well, a kind of fireworks.

Although he verbally disliked it, the little friend Ji, who hadn't played much since he was a child, was still accompanied by Sheng Huai, you hit me one by one, and burned all the fairy sticks one by one, and then he was beaten by Sheng Huai. Pull back to the house to watch the year.

The two of them didn't have any other entertainment activities, and they each nestled on the sofa with a cup of hot tea to greet their relatives and friends in advance.Sheng Huai had a lot of people to contact, so he dialed one by one, but Ji Congxiao had very few relatives and friends, so he replied to Gu Yangyang's text message, and sent Han Luehe Liuliu and some familiar artists a message. After texting the New Year's greetings, he called the old professor at the university, and then decisively dialed Qiao Yi's number.Xiao Qiao didn't go home this year, so he was celebrating the New Year in the imperial capital, which happened to be convenient for him to harass, and he wasn't afraid to disturb his friends and accompany his family.

It took a while to get through the phone, and Qiao Yi's voice was also lazy, with some confusion from sleep.

Ji Congxiao choked: "Don't tell me you slept all day? If you knew this, even if you didn't like it, you would have tied you here."

Qiao Yi smiled on the other end of the phone: "No, I don't want to be a light bulb."

He seemed to have yawned, and his voice stopped before he replied: "I didn't sleep until after the New Year's Eve dinner, and I just slept for a while."

"Where is it for a while, I have slept for two hours! You can't play mahjong, you can only play Landlords..." There was another wailing from the other end of the phone, it was a very strange male voice.

Immediately afterwards, someone reprimanded: "If someone calls, don't interrupt."

Ji Congxiao was at a loss for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally asked, "What's your situation?"

He heard the sound of getting up from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of slippers being dragged, and the sound of pushing the door, and then the lively voice suddenly faded away and became quiet.

"I'm in He's house." Qiao Yi said, and then his tone was a bit strange, "I was dragged here by force."

To be exact, He Feng was driving, and He Yu and He Liuliu were dragging people.

Ji Congxiao was completely at a loss, what exactly did He Feng want to do?He had never heard of people being raised at home for the New Year.

He didn't speak here, and Qiao Yi didn't open his mouth either. He leaned against the fence of the terrace and stared at the night in a daze.He took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. However, he searched all over his pockets, but couldn't find the lighter. It seems that he didn't bring it out.

He bit the cigarette butt, and was about to throw it away. Suddenly, he slanted a hand from the side, lit a cigarette for him, then stretched out his hand to grab the cigarette from his mouth, and took a puff by himself.

Qiao Yi was slightly taken aback, this was the first time they had such close contact.He asked a little puzzled: "I came out to make a call, you...?"

He Feng stood beside him, held the cigarette between his slender fingers, flicked the ash, and then said, "He Yu wants to play cards."

Qiao Yi was puzzled, but still nodded: "Then you go back quickly."

"But he lost badly." He Feng said.

Qiao translated: "...then you let him do it?"

"No."

"so what?"

"So he decided to play another one, playing mahjong."

"Then?"

He Feng stared at him and said, "Three missing one."

Qiao translated: "...Okay, let's go."

He sighed, and immediately wanted to go back, but He Feng stopped him and pointed to his phone: "I haven't hung up yet."

Qiao translated: "!"

On the other end of the phone, Ji Congxiao, who had listened to all the conversations, was in a mess, and he was getting more and more confused about the world.He listened to Qiao Yi's farewell in a mess, answered in a mess, and hung up the phone in a mess.

After realizing it, I realized: "He didn't tell me Happy New Year this year..."

"You didn't tell him either." Sheng Huai took his words.

Ji Congxiao lowered his eyes, paused, regained his sanity, looked at Sheng Huai who was squatting in front of him suspiciously, and said directly without going through his brain: "Brother Sheng, are you asking for marriage?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was the same color as his clothes.

Sheng Huai laughed out loud: "It can be on the agenda, but not today."

With downcast eyes, he held Ji Congxiao's calf and put it on his knee.Ji Congxiao didn't understand what he wanted to do, but he still obediently allowed him to move.

Then he saw Sheng Huai take something out of his pocket and put it on his ankle. From his angle, he could only see the black rope and a little red pearl.

"The old people say that you have to wear red in your natal year, otherwise you will have bad luck this year." Sheng Huai looked up at him, his eyebrows slightly curved, then held his calf, lowered his eyes and kissed his ankle, "May my children Everything went well this year.”

Ji Congxiao was stunned on the spot, subconsciously retracted his legs, and raised his hand to touch the chain on his feet.It was woven with a thick black rope with a simple style. In the middle of the rope, there was a round red porcelain bead strung.

He raised his eyes to look at Sheng Huai.

Sheng Huai rubbed his nose: "I burned dozens of them, and this is the most beautiful one. I'll replace it with a better one later."

Ji Congxiao pursed his lips and shook his head resolutely: "No! I want this one!"

He held the little bead tightly and rubbed it aside, as if Sheng Huai was going to snatch it away in the next second.He knows the red on this bead, it is the famous sacrificial red in Changnan, it is very difficult to burn, and it is hardly passed on to outsiders.

He knows that the process of firing porcelain is to put it in a kiln and burn it at a very high temperature, but people cannot walk away. They have to stay in front of the kiln for more than ten hours and pay attention to the changes of the kiln fire all the time. , you must concentrate, otherwise everything will be destroyed if you are not careful.

He is very clear about Shenghuai's itinerary. Except for the time of filming "The Craftsman", he never went to Changnan at all.That is to say, during that intense filming and preparation stage, Sheng Huai not only had to learn basic skills, but also to experience life, to polish the script, to accompany him, and to find time to apprentice and learn art, as well I don't know how many cold faces I have suffered, how much effort I have spent, and how many failures I have endured, before I can barely burn such a not-so-satisfactory thing.

And all this is just because of an ancient tradition that none of them usually care about, for a word of "success", for him...

"Okay, it's like I'm about to cry. Those who don't know think I'm bullying you." Sheng Huai reached out to pull him into his arms, put his chin against his hair, and gently patted his back.

Ji Congxiao rubbed against his arms, and said in a low voice, "I always think you've been kind enough to me, but you refresh my upper limit every time."

"That's probably because I love you more and more." Sheng Huai smiled, raised his face, and moved closer to his lips.

Ji Congxiao closed his eyes and hugged his waist.

The lips of the two touched each other, and after touching each other, they stuck together again. Ji Congxiao outlined Sheng Huai's lips, and Sheng Huai reached out and touched the hem of his sweater.

Ji Congxiao took off his sweater on his own initiative, stretched out his hand to unbutton Sheng Huai's coat, and hugged him.

Sheng Huai pushed him down on the sofa, and rubbed his body against his, both of them became short of breath.

"Brother Sheng...wait..." Ji Congxiao struggled to push away the person next to his ear, "Your phone is vibrating..."

"Don't worry about it." Sheng Huai bit his ear lightly, and was about to get to the point, but suddenly a fierce melody exploded in his ears.He was startled and bit Ji Congxiao's ear sorely.

Ji Congxiao gasped.

Sheng Huai looked at the two big characters He She on Ji Congxiao's phone, and his face immediately darkened.Taking a deep breath, he could not hold back and beat He She up on New Year's Eve.

"What do you want Cong Xiao to do?" He asked quickly.

He She on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes: "I won't answer your call! I have to call the cute one!"

Ji Congxiao looked at Sheng Huai suppressing the fire, of course, regardless of the fire, he wrinkled his face and suppressed his voice to talk to He She, and suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

Sheng Huai glanced at him, beckoned him to come over.

Ji Congxiao sat beside him, Sheng Huai hugged him, touched the ear that was bitten by him, and gave him a questioning look.

Ji Congxiao shook his head and said it was fine.

The second hand passed the last frame, and the overwhelming fireworks exploded in the night sky.

He She's voice echoed with the sound of fireworks——

"Jin Wutong sent you an invitation to be the award presenter."

The new year has arrived.

The author has something to say:

A brief summary of Ji Congxiao's age:

In the first year, he said 24 as soon as he appeared on the stage, which is a false age.

In the second year, Chapter 67 of the main text, it was mentioned that when I was a child, I was one year older, so this year is the real 24-year-old imaginary age.

Now is the third year of Chinese New Year, 25 years old, 24 years old, natal year.