Please fall in love with a dangerous god

The sound of firecrackers gradually subsided, and the fireworks fell like rain.

Yu Zhehong had already put down his hand, and gave him a small firework: "Mr. Bo, do you want to set it off?"

Bo Yin took it without saying a word, still feeling his chest numb from the sound of firecrackers.It could also be numbness from something else.Seeing his inexplicably unresponsive appearance, Yu Zhehong laughed and said, "Shall I help you?"

He turned his wheelchair around and stood side by side with Boyin, lit his own first, and then went to stick Boyin's.When the sparks burst out from the top, Bo Yin frowned, and Yu Zhehong suppressed a smile, feeling like seeing a big white cat wary of blowing fur.

Of the two clusters of small fireworks, the one in Boyin's hand remained motionless, while Yu Zhehong's was extremely restless, always bouncing and chasing the one next to it.

Yu Zhehong looked at it with great interest? After burning out, he suddenly heard Boyin whispering: "I will do it too."

"Huh?" He tilted his head, and Boyin said again, "...from now on, I will continue to be with you."

No matter what Bo Yin said, there was always something serious about it.Especially now that the sound of firecrackers has stopped, and the surroundings are completely silent, his voice is very clear.

Yu Zhehong's ears warmed up, and he coughed: "That's for sure!"

He stopped talking, stared at the small fireworks in a daze, his face slowly blushed, and managed to hold his composure to finish setting off a handful of small fireworks.

In fact, it was the first time for him to celebrate the New Year like this.

When he was young, the Yu family’s New Year’s Day was devoid of humanity; after entering the rebellious period, he began to run away from home on New Year’s Eve, preferring to spend it with passers-by; I lived alone in that small studio.

He didn't want to go to Yu's house, and all his friends had already gone home as members of the group. After all, they were just good friends, and they would not have thought that Yu Zhehong had no place to celebrate the New Year.Even if you think about it, it's not a good idea to invite friends to a family gathering.

It is very boring to set off fireworks alone.Yu Zhehong gave up after trying once or twice.

In the past, every year at this time, Yu Zhehong would hold the briquettes and look out the window together.For a patient like him, he does not dare to make too many wishes every year. He just thinks that if he survives in the future, he hopes that someone can celebrate the New Year with him and say "I will spend it with you next year."

After seven years and two planes, someone finally said that to him.

"Let's go, let's eat dumplings." Yu Zhehong tugged on La Boyin's sleeve.

The snow has fallen very thickly, and the red paper pieces of firecrackers are scattered in the snow.

Chinnes, Yu Zhehong's room.

Yu Zhehong set up a round table, arranged a light screen beside it, tuned to the channel of the Spring Festival Gala, and the joyful voice immediately filled the whole room.

Bo Yin: "..."

what is this.

Yu Zhehong was serious: "This way there is an atmosphere."

He brought up the small pot he bought this morning, and sat on the side with Bo Yin, looking at the dumplings inside.

During this period, the briquettes and Xiaomo all came over because it was warm in this room.Xiaomo watched curiously as the white food slowly floated up in the water.

Yu Zhehong remembered something: "I used to eat dumplings over there, but? Now that I am in the south, it seems that I should eat glutinous rice balls today."

He rummaged through the refrigerator, found a box of quick-frozen glutinous rice balls and put it aside.

Boyin didn't know that human beings still have these particularities.

When the dumplings were cooked, Yu Zhehong scooped them up and served them with two bowls of sauce.Boyin stared at this strange food for a while, then looked at Yu Zhehong to see how he ate it, and then followed suit.

"It's salty." Yu Zhehong bared his teeth, "Next year we will make it ourselves."

This dumpling was bought at the bottom of the glass.It's so salty, no wonder there's no one in that shop.

Bo Yin said: "Okay."

Yu Zhehong made glutinous rice balls again, but this time he didn't control the heat properly, the sesame stuffing inside was all over the pot, and it became like Xiaomo, very panda.He was silent for a while, then said, "Do you want to throw it away?"

But? Bo Yin actually took a bowl by himself, took a sip, and said flatly: "It's okay."

Yu Zhehong: "..."

I almost forgot that Mr. Platinum likes sweets.

When Boyin bowed his head to eat, he quietly took a picture of the whole table, put it in the album, and named it: [First New Year’s Eve Dinner, jpg].

The next day.

Yu Zhehong finished eating last night, stayed up late to watch the fireworks for a long time, and took off to a certain city in the northwest to watch the legendary "Iron Flower" on a whim, and replied to friends' messages one by one, and was excited until four in the morning. point.The next day, of course, I stayed in bed.

It was almost noon when Yu Zhehong closed his eyes and pulled himself up from the bed, squinting and looking for clothes everywhere.

Bo Yin said: "Go to bed early this day."

Yu Zhehong immediately cheered up: "No, staying up late is to watch the year."

He always has some weird insistence.

"It is our custom to wear new clothes today," Yu Zhehong searched in the cabinet for a while, "Teacher Bo, I have prepared one for you too."

Bo Yin looked at the large and fluffy white down jacket, showing rejection in his eyes.But? Seeing that Yu Zhehong was also wearing a big red down jacket with the same style, he put it on silently.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year's Eve, the two of them entered the Glass Bottom and found that the elves were walking around the streets and the trains were busier than usual.

Now that the transportation is developed, Yu Zhehong heard that there will be a "Spring Festival Transport" at this time in the last century, but he has never seen it.The current Liulizhidi Station gave him that kind of feeling, a little magical.

The first person to visit was Leya's grandmother. Yu Zhehong knocked on the door, but heard conversations inside, and it sounded like the atmosphere was not very pleasant.

He paused, and there were footsteps coming, and Bai Jia's roar: "It's not an eyesore for those who celebrate Chinese New Year, you are not welcome here!"

Then the door was opened suddenly, and Bai Jia saw him and Bo Yin: "..."

Yu Zhehong: "...Happy New Year?"

Bai Jia met Shang Boyin's eyes and the down jacket on him, twitched the corner of his mouth, said "I'm sorry", then moved away, turned around and cursed again: "Now the door is open for you, please go by yourself ?”

Yu Zhehong looked past him, and saw a lot of people sitting in the living room, including Grandma Leiya and Luo Luo, and how many people were left? All of them had black hair and black eyes, obviously not elves.They looked very bad, Qiqi looked over angrily.

The author has something to say: Rainbow Cub, the Spring Festival travel is much busier than this.

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