[Bai Zi Zhuo Cheng] It's nice to be young

24. Christmas Eve

In fact, some things can be understood without careful thinking, but because they are too natural and too habitual, I never pay attention to them.

Why is he so sensitive to the people and things around Senior Brother Jiang, why can't anyone else except Senior Brother Jiang, why does Senior Brother Jiang make himself so angry once he refuses.

Because Senior Brother Jiang is too kind and treats me too well, so good that I don't want him to share his kindness with others.

Only mine.

Huangfu Zhuo sighed, almost... like a spoiled child.But,

Even if he was in a hurry to pick up someone, even if he was angry and refused to talk to him, the other party still helped him prepare lunch for the evening before going out.

You are so good to me, how can I let go.

When I think of the other party leaving, I look at him, a little sad, a little worried, and hesitant to speak.

Huangfu Zhuo hugged his head depressedly.

Younger than Senior Brother Jiang, no matter how good he is said to be, it is only on paper. He has never left school and has no social experience... Although he is not reconciled, he is even a little shorter than Senior Brother Jiang in height.

I don't know if Brother Jiang thinks that I'm too self-willed, with a big temper, always pestering him and getting angry with him, so he doesn't like me.

Huangfu Zhuo buried his face in his arms and arched.

Once I figured it out, my troubles and worries suddenly increased, not to mention Senior Brother Jiang is now with a girl from his childhood sweetheart. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he still remembers that the young lady of Ouyang's family is indeed very beautiful...

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Huangfuzhuo's thoughts.

One eye peeked out from under the arm. It was a member of the student union, and he should have been asked to check the work.

...I have no energy and don't want to go.

After lying down listlessly for a while, Huangfu Zhuo took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

Always do your own work carefully.

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She usually has a cold look on her face, but now she is still expressionless, but she always feels very lethargic, even her bangs are drooping, which is out of tune with the festive atmosphere around her.

The members of the student union looked at their president who was behaving abnormally today with a little strangeness.

Although there are also very serious inspections of the work, pointing out the details of the problems from time to time, but the usual arrogance and arrogance are completely gone, a bit like, just suffered a serious blow.

"President... Isn't Senior Jiang coming today?"

I don't know who in the crowd asked everyone's aspirations. Seeing that Huangfu Zhuo paused for a while, and the aura around him became more gloomy, the members couldn't help shrinking their shoulders a little.

"So, it's because Madam didn't come that you're so depressed, right?" "That's weird, I thought Madam would definitely accompany you all the way today." "Christmas Eve...Madam won't be dating your girlfriend, right?" Σ(°△°|||)! Has the president been abandoned?!" "Shhhhhhh, you don't want to live anymore!" "The president is so pitiful QAQ"

The members of the resident office of the student union have long acquiesced that Jiang Cheng is the wife of their president, and they call each wife very smoothly in private.

Standing not far away, Huangfu Zhuo actually heard their whispered discussions, but he really didn't have the energy to reprimand them, so he only stared at them, which had no deterrent effect.

He went to the seat on the side and sat down, resting his chin on his hands, and became dazed.

I'm really pitiful, it's Christmas Eve, the person I like went on a date with my childhood sweetheart, and I still have to work here.

Huangfu Zhuoyue became more and more depressed thinking about it, he couldn't see what was being performed on the stage at all, seeing that it was already past ten o'clock, and he had nothing to do here, so he greeted people and went to the square to see how the dance was going .

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In the deep winter of December, it was bitingly cold.

Leaving the college student activity center where the party was held, Huangfuzhuo immediately felt the cold wind surround him from all directions, shivered unconsciously, pulled the windbreaker tighter, and looked up at the sky.

There are no stars, no moon, just a dull dark blue, covered with a layer of gray by the bright lights behind.

Breath condenses into white smoke.He took a breath of hot air into his palm, and after a moment of warmth, the water vapor made his palm even more wet and cold, so he quickly put his hand in the pocket of his coat.

Walking towards the square, there were no people on the road, and the students probably went to the performance or the dance party, but the joyful voices could be faintly heard in the distance, and the colorful lights could be seen.

The night before was also this road, so cold and deserted, but someone was by my side.

All the saved venue fees were used to decorate the square and prepare for student welfare.

There is a huge Christmas tree in the middle of the square, the branches are decorated with stars, snowflakes, and balls, which are shining and can be seen clearly from far away; the surrounding plants and fountains are also carefully hung Bows made of ribbons; colorful lights extending from the top of the Christmas tree, densely woven into a silver net in mid-air, covering the entire square in a sea of ​​fiery trees and silver flowers.

There are boys and girls holding hands and dancing to the melodious music on the dance floor, some girls are laughing and playing fun games in a circle, some boys are laughing and cursing and pushing each other to invite their favorite objects to dance.Members of the student union dressed as Santa Claus and wearing Christmas suits shuttled through the crowd, sending wishes and gifts.

Huangfu Zhuo chose a corner with relatively few people, leaned against the stone railing, and quietly watched the commotion in front of him.

It's hard to arrange such a successful event, but it has nothing to do with me.

In fact, my previous self had never participated in the celebration activities hosted by me. If it was my previous self, I would probably be counting the activities while looking at my watch.

Huangfu Zhuo laughed a little relieved and a little helpless, but now he was sitting here in a daze, thinking about another person.

It turned out that before I knew it, I had changed so much...

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His fingertips trembled slightly, and he took out his phone, Xiahou Jinxuan's name jumped on the screen: This guy must be having a good time, if he dares to make fun of me, let Senior Brother Jiang stop cooking for him for a month up.

Thinking wildly about picking up the phone, a clear voice rang immediately:

"Zhuo...MerryChristmas..."

"Well, Merry Christmas."

"How about it~ Do you like my Christmas Surprise?"

"what?"

"Huh? Haven't you arrived yet? I saw you sitting on the stone railing beside the pavilion in a daze. Have you changed places?"

Huangfu Zhuo frowned: "You are crazy, I haven't moved."

"Oh, it should be soon."

"Varied……"

"Young Master Huangfu."

Just as he was about to ask what Xiahou Jinxuan was trying to sell, a familiar warm and soft voice sounded in his ear.

The young man was still wearing the black half-length woolen coat he had when he went out. His slightly curly short hair was blown messy and puffy by the wind, and his chin was sunk in the long white woolen scarf, making his face look smaller than his palm.His cheeks were a little pale from the cold, but there was a light layer of red near the cheekbones, maybe he was running over, and his pale lips let out a small gasp.The eyes that lowered their heads slightly, were shining brightly, as if they contained the stars in the sky... No wonder you can't see the stars tonight...

Huangfu Zhuo opened his mouth, wanting to ask, why are you here, wanting to complain, why are you here now, wanting to say, do you know that I am very unhappy when you are not by my side.

In the end, he just stood up quietly, opened his arms, and hugged the young man tightly into his arms.

After waiting for a while, feeling the young man's bracelet wrapped around his waist, Huangfuzhuo lowered his head and buried his face in the young man's scarf, thinking, I must be laughing like an idiot now.

Jiang Cheng hugged him quietly, and gently patted his back with his hands wrapped around his back.

'It seems to be coaxed as a child. Huangfu Zhuo didn't raise his head, rubbed against Jiang Cheng's neck, and said sullenly:

"Where's Ouyang Qian?"

It seems that he didn't expect him to ask such a question, and the young man's voice was a little surprised:

"Miss Ouyang? She's home."

Huangfu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then straightened up and looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes:

"Didn't she come to see you?"

The youth's tone was even more surprised:

"She didn't have a direct flight home, so she changed planes here, because she had to change airports, she was a girl and she didn't know her way, and she was carrying so many things, I was worried..."

As he spoke, the young man realized what he had been misunderstood. His eyes widened in an instant, and he explained embarrassingly:

"No... no, Second Miss didn't come to see me, uh... Second Miss and I are not..."

Huangfu Zhuo stared at the young man's flustered expression for a while, then put his forehead on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, and laughed sullenly.

Jiang Cheng was bound by him and couldn't move, so he raised his forearm to caress his shoulder from behind, and asked suspiciously:

"What's wrong……?"

"No, I just suddenly realized that I am a fool."

"……Hey?"

Huangfu Zhuo shook his head: "Let's dance."

"Varied……?"

The young man obviously failed to catch up with his jumping thinking.

Huangfu Zhuo let go of Jiang Cheng, took two steps back, stood still in front of Jiang Cheng, stretched out his right hand, and repeated again:

"lets Dance."

The long white trench coat exudes a faint soft light in the night light.

Jiang Cheng's pupils dilated slightly.

The young man who stretched out his hand towards him had a serious face and a deep and gentle smile. Behind him was a scene of prosperity and enthusiasm, as if he had absorbed the light and heat from all over the world. He was flamboyant and confident.

Bewitched, Jiang Cheng held the hand stretched out to him:

"it is good."