Sorry, I'm dirty!

On the eve of the New Year's Eve, the villa began to be decorated with lanterns and festoons, which was very festive.

Uncle Qian and Aunt Qian started to get busy early in the morning, cleaning the house first, then hanging colored lights on the trees in the courtyard, pasting couplets on the doors, window grilles on the windows, and posting safety signs on the top of the door frame in the kitchen.

After Bai Cen woke up, he looked at the "Fu" sign on his door, and shouted for money.

He Ruiqi shook the financial newspaper and scolded him downstairs.Bai Cen ignored him, and went downstairs with his slippers "slap-tap-tap-tat", and was stopped by Aunt Qian before he reached the dining table.

"Come, come, give me Cen Cen a new pair of red cotton slippers."

"Ah? Why do you want to change it?" Bai Cen didn't understand what the rules were.

"Of course I have to change it. This will ensure that your life will be prosperous and lively all year round next year." Aunt Qian gave him a reproachful look, "You, what's so good about wearing such a plain dress every day? You have to try it on if you look so fair." Let’s try a brighter color, young master, right?”

He Ruiqi glanced at them in response, then nodded.

Bai Cen stared at the big red slippers, they were too big. He didn't like exaggerated and bright colors, but it was Aunt Qian's kindness anyway.Bai Cen looked at He Ruiqi for help in a tangled look. He Ruiqi received his signal, pretended to turn over a page of the newspaper, and then crossed his legs for the first time ever.

Well, when Uncle He stretched his legs, he also had such a pair of festive cotton slippers, so Bai Cen listened to Aunt Qian's words and obediently changed them.

Look at your young master and then look at Bai Cen, tsk, they are quite a couple.Aunt Qian nodded in satisfaction, and went back to work in the kitchen.

"I'm going back to the old house in the afternoon. What about you, what are you going to do today?" He Ruiqi asked.

Bai Cen took a sip of porridge, his stomach was warm, and he stroked his stomach comfortably: "All kinds of appointments!"

"What's the appointment?" He Ruiqi looked at him warily.

"Watching a movie, having a New Year's Eve dinner, drinking tea, and doing whatever you want." Bai Cen has recently perfected his ability to tell lies without writing drafts.

During dinner yesterday, He Ruiqi asked Bai Cen if he would go home during the Chinese New Year. Bai Cen hesitated for a long time, but finally skipped the topic and vowed to let him go back to his old house for a reunion. Anyway, he has someone to accompany him.

He Ruiqi didn't expose him, but he was worried that the child would be alone, so he begged Uncle and Aunt Qian to spend the New Year directly at the villa, otherwise they would have gone back by then.

So even if he couldn't be by Bai Cen's side this time, he was still under his nose, so he could rest assured.

When the driver came to pick them up in the afternoon, He Ruiqi and Bai Cen were nestling on the sofa, one was holding a computer to send emails, the other was holding a tablet to play games, Bai Cen was still putting his legs on He Ruiqi, He Ruiqi didn't think there was anything wrong.

The two of them chatted one after another, basically they didn't talk about each other, but they had a leisurely time.

Before leaving, He Ruiqi gave Bai Cen a card and asked him to use it when he went out.

Bai Cen didn't feel pretentious when he looked at the golden card. He took it and put it in his pocket, but his heart turned cold: I almost forgot if I didn't mention it. It's really flowing.

He decided to have a good talk with his uncle after filming, which made him panic.

I like you, do you like me?

He Ruiqi saw the child was lost in thought, pinched his face, Bai Cen screamed in pain and opened He Ruiqi's hand.He Ruiqi, who succeeded in the prank, smiled like a child, took a red scarf to wrap it up, and brushed Bai Cen's bangs on his forehead.

"You have one too, in the cloakroom."

"A real man is not afraid of the cold!"

"Just talk nonsense every day. I'm going back. Stay at home and wait for me to come back."

Bai Cen didn't speak, and watched He Ruiqi get into the car and leave.The rolled up dust mixed with the cold winter wind, drifting away to nowhere.The wind picked up his neck, Bai Cen shrank coldly, and closed the door.

home?Bai Cen looked at the small lanterns hanging on the potted plants in the entrance, bouncing around and playing with the ball strangely, Aunt Qian and Uncle Qian, who were so busy, always felt a little deserted.

After a simple dinner, Bai Cen helped Aunt Qian make dumplings, and chatted about homework, of course, a large part of the homework came from Aunt Qian's raging gossip soul of middle-aged and elderly women.

"Cen Cen, how did you meet the young master?"

Bai Cen picked up a spoonful of stuffing with a spoon: "I worked in one of his studios."

"Office romance!" Aunt Qian patted the table excitedly, "Office romance is good, exciting!"

Pfft, exciting...?Bai Cen felt that maybe he wanted to be dirty, so he smiled vaguely.

"Young master's emotional intelligence is not very good." Aunt Qian regretted, "There is a mole of bitterness, and the road to love is bumpy!"

"Where is the mole of bitterness?" Bai Cen asked curiously.

"It's just behind the neck, in the middle." Aunt Qian asked Bai Cen to turn her side to show her, "Cen Cen, you have it too!"

Bai Cen didn't understand, so: "Does having a mole of bitterness mean that love will not end well?"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Aunt Qian said a crow's mouth, and then explained, "The mole of bitterness is too deep in love in the past life, and I don't want to drink Meng Po soup to forget my lover when I go to Huangquan Road, so Meng Po ordered them for them. Mole, in this life, I will use it to renew the relationship."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"It's not hard to find the right talent. Like the young master, he was entangled with that surnamed Xiao for five or six years. He relied on him for everything and gave him the best in everything. What happened in the end? No, we still separated." Qian The aunt sighed distressedly, "Hey, it's just a pain for the young master. He is too dedicated and affectionate. From now on, everyone he looks for looks like he was carved out of him."

"Snapped."

The spoon fell on the ground, and Bai Cen bent down to pick it up, wondering why his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold a spoon steadily.It took him a lot of effort to pick up the spoon. For some reason, the festive room suddenly became gloomy, without the sound of firecrackers or the noise of the TV. It was inexplicably filled with fear and desolation...

Looking at his pale face, Aunt Qian realized that she had said something wrong.

"Who doesn't have such a little past, right? The key is that the young master is sincere to you now."

"The young master is not the kind of person who is always on the move, he has put it down a long time ago!"

"Aunt Qian said the wrong thing, Cen Cen, please don't cry, blame me!"

Aunt Qian spoke incoherently in a hurry, and kept explaining to Bai Cen, the more she said, the more wrong she was, she scratched her head and didn't know what to do.

Bai Cen could only feel the buzzing noise around him, and watched Aunt Qian talking one by one, but couldn't hear a single word, like a drowning person who saw driftwood but couldn't touch it ashore, and couldn't catch hope when he saw it. can only feel hopeless...

"Then am I like him?"

Aunt Qian froze for a moment, shaking her head like a rattle, Bai Cen already understood.So warm and so cold, so gentle and so indifferent, whether it looks like or not, it's not very important.

Bai Cen smiled at Aunt Qian as a comfort, and then calmly finished making the remaining dumplings.

But that smile is really uglier than crying.

Aunt Qian couldn't help feeling guilty, but seeing Bai Cen like this, she couldn't explain it clearly, so she just said to Bai Cen before going to sleep, "I'm old but not blind, you are destined to be together."

Bai Cenquan thought it was comforting, and thoughtfully told Aunt Qian that she was fine, he was not someone who likes to dwell on the past, let her go to bed early, and spend New Year's Eve together tomorrow.

After hearing this, Aunt Qian felt relieved a little, hugged Bai Cen and patted him on the back lovingly.

But who would take it seriously?As Bai Cen walked up the spiral staircase step by step, his heart sank little by little.

This night seems to be a little more deserted.

After washing up, he closed the curtains, turned off the night light, and lay down on the bed.After an unknown amount of time, the phone lit up, and Bai Cen took a look: Uncle He

Bai Cen turned his phone to silent mode, staring at the sliver of moonlight through the curtains for a long, long time...

Tsk, it turns out that uncle still has a white moonlight hidden in his heart.