After being reborn, he was made popular by his dead enemy

After the sound of sharp tires sliding across the road, Wen Che held the steering wheel tightly, panting in shock.

"You drive without looking at the road..."

Wen Che pushed the car door and couldn't help being irritable, but then felt that he didn't seem to be driving well just now, so he swallowed these words abruptly.

A person got off from the opposite car, and the night was dark so he couldn't see his face clearly. Wen Che took two steps forward, looked carefully and stopped.

The two stood in place, and after two seconds of silence, they spoke at the same time.

Wen Che: "...Didn't you go home?"

Lu Yue: "Aren't you at home?"

After the two finished speaking, they fell into an eerie silence.

2 minute later.

Wen Che hung up the bluetooth headset, pondered for a while and then suggested: "Would you like to go to a bar for a night? I know a place that is also open on New Year's Eve."

The answer came from the headset: "Don't go to crowded places recently."

Then Lu Yue added: "Besides, going to the bar on New Year's Eve seems a bit sad."

Wen Che glanced at the car in front of him angrily: "It's just that you have a lot of troubles, so get out and go home quickly."

The two cars drove one after the other on the way home, Wen Che felt a little speechless, the first New Year's Eve after rebirth to spend with the enemy from the previous life?

What a magical reality.

After driving downstairs, Wen Che got out of the car and walked in, but was stopped by Lu Yue.

Wen Che: "?"

Lu Yue pointed to the back seat of the car: "I have something to help me get it."

Wen Che walked over to have a look, and saw that they were all cardboard boxes. He didn't know what they were.

"The New Year gift I bought for my parents is no longer needed. There are wine and food in it."

Lu Yue picked out a few cardboard boxes and handed them to him.

Wen Che took it, glanced at it, and generally recognized that it was very expensive wine.

"Let's go." Lu Yue picked up two boxes, "This is a gift box of private dishes from a friend of mine. This private restaurant needs to book seats in January and December, so today is a bargain for you."

"..." Wen Che said indifferently, "I'll give you a place to celebrate the New Year, if it's cheap, you'll be fine."

Lu Yue smiled: "Yes, you are right."

There were a lot of things in the gift box, and the two of them would definitely not be able to eat them all. Lu Yue asked Wen Che to choose a few. Although Wen Che looked impatient, he secretly picked out a few that he liked.

After steaming one by one, Wen Che unceremoniously opened a bottle of wine, filled the glass and took a big gulp.

Just as he was about to take another sip, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Lu Yue smiled: "There is still one person here, so he just drank the wine by himself?"

Wen Che pouted, took a cup and poured it for Lu Yue, and handed it to him.

Lu Yue took the opportunity to take his cup calmly.

Wen Che: "...??"

Lu Yue pushed the plate on the table towards him: "Let's eat something first."

Wen Che went to grab the cup irritably: "Give it back to me, what are you doing?"

Lu Yue held down the bottom of the cup, while Wen Che grabbed the rim to snatch it.

The cup didn't move at all.

Wen Che: "..."

This is awkward.

Wen Che simply let go, picked up the chopsticks, and tried to get over this embarrassing scene.

Lu Yue looked at him: "Is it delicious?"

Wen Che stopped chewing, then nodded.

Lu Yue saw dissatisfaction in his eyes and found it a little funny.

"Why did you run out?"

Wen Che didn't answer, but asked instead: "Then why did you come back? You were beaten again?"

After finishing speaking, Wen Che felt that it was inappropriate to say so, and lowered his voice a little: "I didn't mean that...fuck."

Hearing Wen Che's mouth full of fragrance, which was half impatient and half angry with himself, Lu Yue smiled lightly: "Then we won't ask any more."

Wen Che agreed with this statement, and turned his attention to the plate in front of him.

The food was really delicious, Wen Che didn't talk nonsense, he just ate it clean before talking.

After eating, Wen Che shook his chopsticks, handed it to Lu Yue to clean up as it should, and turned on the projection screen by himself.

Lu Yue turned on the dishwasher, came out and heard that Wen Che was tuned to the Spring Festival Gala channel, he was a little surprised.

"What are you looking at, it's weird?"

Lu Yue sat down beside him, put the wine and glass in front of him: "I thought you wouldn't read."

Wen Che took a few sips of wine and looked at the screen. The light and shadow hit his face, showing no emotion.

The alcohol content is not low, and Wen Che's alcohol capacity is quite poor, so drinking like this is not giving himself a chance to wake up for the next hour.

Even so, Wen Che still knew that there was a tiger in the mountain and he was inclined to drink it in a gulp. This scorching sensation made him feel a self-torturing pleasure.

Lu Yue watched his actions and didn't stop him.

Wen Che didn't speak anymore, until Lu Yue thought that he was really watching the show because of his drunken eyes, Wen Che said in a muffled voice, "I've been watching it since I was a child."

Just as Lu Yue was about to bring the wine glass to his lips, he stopped.

"When I was young, listening to this background sound made me feel very happy. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep. In my dream, I felt that the next day was full of expectations."

Lu Yue heard that he had no more text, and asked, "What about now?"

"Now?" Wen Che sighed almost imperceptibly, "Remind yourself that you have lived another year, let's celebrate."

Lu Yue tightened his fingers holding the wine glass.

Wen Che took another sip of the wine and sighed loudly: "You won't understand this feeling."

Lu Yue whispered, "I understand."

"Huh?" Wen Che looked at him with drooping eyes, feeling that his appearance was a little fuzzy.

Lu Yue looked into his confused eyes, shook his head and said nothing.

Wen Che's thinking ability is a bit weak now, so he didn't continue to ask.

After staying there for a while, Wen Che suddenly said, "I want to set off fireworks."

"..." Lu Yue coughed dryly, "Then just bear with it."

"Oh..." Wen Che sighed forcefully, "Those years are really gone forever..."

Wen Che slowly covered his face and buried his head in his knees.

The background sound of the Spring Festival Gala conveyed a joyful atmosphere, and Wen Che heard it, as if reminding him time and time again that those carefree and happy times were gone, and he lost all the love and warmth he was proud of.

He couldn't spend any future New Year's Eve in that house.

Only myself is left.

Seeing that Wen Che hadn't moved for a long time, Lu Yue patted him on the shoulder lightly.

The alcohol capacity is actually so bad.

Lu Yue couldn't laugh or cry, flattened Wen Che's legs, which were curled up in a ball, and placed them sideways on the sofa.

Wen Che breathed steadily and lay motionless. Lu Yue sat next to him and looked into his face.

Under the flash of the projection screen, it seemed that he could see the faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

Lu Yue was stunned for a while, and after a while, he accidentally picked up his phone and entered "fireworks sound effects" in the web search box.

Then turn it on, turn up the volume, and place it next to Wen Che's ear.

After playing the sound effect for half a minute, Lu Yue felt a little strange again, and laughed at himself helplessly.

Then he picked up the wine glass and raised his hand to Wen Che who was sleeping peacefully: "Happy New Year."