Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the whole city is immersed in the festive atmosphere of celebrating the Lunar New Year.

Wen Jingyao, who had never been home during the winter vacation, was finally going back, and Fu Lin was the only one left in this room.

Fu Lin's hometown is in City Y, whether it is far or close to City S, and there are no relatives in the family.His parents divorced when he was very young and he hasn't seen his mother since.His father is busy with work and often travels, so he doesn't know which city he is in abroad at the moment...

In the early morning of the 31st, Wen Jingyao simply packed up a few clothes and went out with his laptop, saying that he would be back on the third day of the Lunar New Year.

That's just three days.Wen Jingyao didn't go home for the whole winter vacation, so being away for three days was nothing.

But it was only an hour since he left, and Fu Lin lay on the sofa staring at the ceiling, and began to realize that three days was still quite a long time.

An empty room, no sound, no familiar figure.Probably in such a lively day, the feeling of loneliness suddenly jumps out from the bottom of my heart, and then it is infinitely magnified and elongated.

In the afternoon, Qu Yan called to pay New Year's greetings, and asked Fu Lin if he wanted to come to his home for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Fu Lin smiled and said: "Thank you, you should spare me. Can I eat while looking at your brother's face? Or can your brother and your father eat while looking at my face?"

Qu Yan thought about it too, Fu Lin's coming would only increase the embarrassment, so he didn't force it anymore.

After hanging up Qu Yan's phone, Fu Lin called his father.

The phone rang a lot before it was picked up. Dad seemed to be still asleep, his voice was in a daze, and he still answered the phone in English.

Fu Lin said twice that I am your son.

Only then did the father come to his senses, he yawned and said, "Son, you have to consider the jet lag first when you call me. I was so exhausted today that I just fell asleep..."

It seems that the Chinese New Year has been completely forgotten.

Fu Lin wasn't angry, his dad was always like that, he couldn't remember his son's birthday or even his own birthday, let alone holidays.Fu Lin briefly chatted with his father, asking how he was doing recently and reminding him to pay attention to his health, and finally ended with a sentence of "Happy Chinese New Year".

Who else needs to get in touch?

All the classmates sent over were formulaic New Year's greeting messages. Fu Lin chose one of the pleasing ones and forwarded them to different people, and the task was completed.

He flipped the phone's address book from top to bottom, and saw a name at the back.

Ye Xuanqiong.

Fu Lin dialed the number again without any hope, but it still didn't work.

Ye Xuanqiong's phone was disconnected several months ago.Since deleting the account AFK and going to Africa for work, the frequency of contact between them has become very low.

Ye Xuanqiong had sent a simple email before, stating that his living conditions there were difficult, there was no internet, and he would reunite when he returned to China, and he also said that he had sent him a copy of local specialties—although Fu Lin never received it.

Now the phone can't get through no matter what time period, and I don't know if it's because I changed my mobile phone number or something happened.

... can only try to think of the bright side.

Usually when Wen Jingyao is not coming back and he is alone, Fu Lin is not in the mood to cook for himself.

It is difficult to ensure the quality and control the portion of the meal for only one person. If you cook a little too much, you will have leftovers if you can't finish it.

But today is New Year's Eve anyway, Fu Lin decided to treat himself better.Knead the dough and roll the skin, let's make dumplings at night.

It's desolate to think about it. On New Year's Eve, other people's homes are having a lively reunion banquet, but I can only sit alone in front of the TV and eat the dumplings I made.

Shrimp and corn, lotus root pork, mushroom chicken.

Since he decided to do it without worrying about trouble, Fu Lin bought a total of three kinds of raw materials for stuffing.

While washing the vegetables, he found that the water heater was not producing hot water.

There has been a breakdown?

It's okay to wash vegetables in cold water in winter, but what about taking a shower later?

Fu Lin stopped to check for a long time and fiddled for a while, but the water heater still had no hot water.

It looks really broken.

Does God think that I'm not desolate enough? Pai Meishen also collected my hot water. Should I turn off my electricity later? ... Fu Lin stood helplessly in the kitchen, looking at the cold water in the pool.

It's New Year's Eve, and I don't know how many days it will take to contact the maintenance personnel to come to the door.It's better to report to Wen Jingyao first, after all, this is his house.

Fu Lin walked to the living room and called the owner.

The call was connected quickly, and there was a clear sound of children chasing and playing in the background. Wen Jingyao should be at a relative's house at this time, right?

"excuse me."

"Is something wrong?"

"The water heater at home seems to be broken, and there is no hot water... Do you know the phone number of the repairman?"

"do not know."

"Where is the instruction manual?"

"Throw it away early."

"...Okay." Fu Lin gave up, "I'll ask the property manager tomorrow morning."

"Are you home alone?"

"Well, I'm making dumplings."

Wen Jingyao said "Oh" and hung up the phone.

The thoughtless ending made Fu Lin feel a little reckless.

Why do you have to call him now?The family is eating New Year's Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala happily, but I want to bother him with such insignificant things.

Still worthless... It's only been a while since I left, and I start to miss his voice.

Fu Lin shook his head resignedly, and went back to wash the vegetables and make dumpling stuffing.

After some tossing, three kinds of dumplings with different fillings were served.

Arranged on plates of different colors, with delicate carvings of different colors, it looks delicious.

Fu Lin took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to Moments on WeChat.Soon I received a reply from a classmate, "You are so lucky".

Are you happy?

If the classmate knew that he made it for himself, he might be surprised.

Fu Lin picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, when he suddenly heard the sound of the door lock.

The chopsticks shook slightly, and the dumpling slammed onto the tablecloth.

who is coming?

There are only two possibilities for the person who can open the door of his house at this time - if it is not a thief, then it can only be...

The door opened quickly, and then a gust of cold wind came in, and there was a tall man in a long trench coat.

The one who came in was certainly not a thief. There is no thief in the world who grows up like this.

The person who came in was the handsome and unparalleled owner of the house.

"You..." Fu Lin widened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

"Why are you back!?"

Wen Jingyao didn't speak, changed his shoes and went into the living room, and put the things he was carrying on the dining table.

It's some sausage and bacon.

In the past, Fu Lin would have gone over to pick up what he was holding, but now because of being overly surprised, his mobility has become a little hindered.

"You're not at home for a New Year's Eve..."

"Come back and look at the water heater." Wen Jingyao took off his windbreaker and hung it on the hanger.

"..."

Called over an hour ago and he came back.

He didn't call him back, but he came back.

Fu Lin never dreamed that things would develop like this.I used to think that I was a miserable person, but now I feel that I am really a happy person.

The dumplings were still steaming on the table, and the chopsticks were thrown askew aside.Fu Lin stared at the man's back, especially wanting to rush over to hug him tightly and not let go...

It's over, it's really over...

Falling into this pit, it is really impossible to get up.