Star Path Divination Room

The New Year's Eve at Zisang's house is quite...abnormal.

Sang Yunqing wants to go back to Yao's house, but she can't take her husband with her, otherwise the old man will not have a good face for the whole year.Zisang didn't want to go, but if she didn't go, the old man's face would be even worse.

So Zisang usually sent Sang Yunqing there on New Year's Eve, wandered around Yao's house, pretended that he had already been here, and then left.

Without Sang Yunqing in the family, the year was not very interesting.Zisang and Sang Yunshu didn't talk much, and they were silent when they sat together... Especially Sang Yunshu was not in good health, and had to go to bed before ten o'clock in the Spring Festival Gala.

Zisang opened a bottle of red wine by himself, drank half a glass and then went to sleep feeling dizzy.Even if this year is over.After the seventh day of the lunar new year, Sang Yunqing came back, and the family of three got together to cook a pot of dumplings, but the taste of the new year was definitely gone.

When Zhong Liran said that he would spend the New Year with her, Zisang instinctively asked, "You were kicked out by your mother?"

Zhong Liran became addicted to the drama, and hugged Zisang's arm for a long time.Zisang resorted to a trick of touching his head to kill, and picked Zhong Liran's hair: "Don't worry, I will support you."

Zhong Liran was petrified, and it took him a while to ask: "Are you okay...what's wrong?"

No wonder Zhong Liran was flattered, Zisang had never been so cooperative before, it was so rare and rare.

Zisang glanced at her sideways, who doesn't seem to be addicted to drama?

Zhong Liran stayed at Zisang's house like this, and Zisang didn't say anything, but she could also sense that something was different.Zisang's resistance seemed to become weak and imperceptible, hard to catch.It's just that she has something on her mind and doesn't tell anyone.

The crew didn't take a break, and rushed to shoot another episode, and they had a holiday on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month—three days, which is pitifully small.Zhong Liran massaged Zisang's waist and comforted her: "Forget it, you know that some actors are still in the group on New Year's Eve!"

Zisang buried himself in the middle of the pillow: "Then how can you have a holiday?"

"My card is big and I play it occasionally!"

Zisang: "...block you."

Sang Yunqing wrapped up her scarf, put on her hat, and held her husband's hand: "Shufeng, why don't you have a better attitude! Why are you talking to Aran like this--then Aran, let's go, Shufeng give it to you."

"no problem."

Then Zisang howled cooperatively.

Zhong Liran had black lines on his face: "Pretend like it, I didn't touch you at all just now, Auntie is watching!"

Sang Yun pursed her mouth: "Naughty!"

Zisang was in a good mood, so he pretended he didn't hear it.

This year, Sang Yunqing didn't know which muscle was twitched, so she insisted on taking her husband back to her natal home.According to her, the old man is eighty years old. Although he is in good health, how many years can he live?Is there no way to completely reconcile with him in this life?

We will meet underground decades later, is it still strangers who don't know each other?

Sang Yunqing pondered for a while and decided to let them get in touch more in the future.It is not the way to always escape, but to face it head on.

Zisang covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at it. He went head-on, so there was no need to think about the consequences. He just stretched out his face to be beaten.

After the two left, the house became quiet.Zhong Liran continued to rub Zisang's waist, and asked, "You think your mother can actually tell?"

"See what?"

"It's our business!"

Zisang didn't refute, he tacitly agreed that the two of them had something to do.Zhong Liran also found out a little taste, and felt that she was in a relationship with him, but only lacked a verbal letter of commitment to formally sign the contract.But those don't matter, Zhong Liran doesn't care much.

Zhong Liran continued: "If she sees it and runs out with her uncle, it means something."

Zisang ignored her.

Zhong Liran said to himself: "It means that she does not object, but supports it. Isn't this creating a two-person world for us!"

Zhong Liran tilted his head, and found that Zisang had fallen asleep, his mouth was slightly opened, and was squeezed by the flesh on his cheek.

It turned out to be talking to himself.

Zhong Liran lowered his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch Zisang's face.Youth is capital, and it's all collagen.There are still decades to come. Fortunately, we met now, we can see her at her best age, and we can hold her hand into the twilight.

Zhong Liran found a quilt to cover Zisang, and surfed the Internet on the other side of the sofa.Not long after the Spring Festival Gala started, she also fell asleep and had a colorful and gorgeous dream. There was no content, it was all colorful colors.

When the firecrackers sounded, Zhong Liran opened his eyes and sat up, seeing that Zisang had also woken up.The phoenix eyes were stained with a trace of sleepiness and blurred, and when they met their own eyes, they narrowed slightly and curved.

"Happy New Year."

Zhong Liran also laughed, crawled to her side on his knees, kissed him passionately, and ate all the New Year's blessings in his stomach.

When they were both out of breath, Zhong Liran came down wearing socks to find his own slippers, turned around and pecked Zisang on the lips, and patted her belly: "Wait, I'll cook the dumplings."

Zisang took her hand: "It's already late, the dumplings are eaten at twelve o'clock."

Zhong Liran moved the stool, took down the wall clock, then turned the minutes back by a quarter of an hour, and hung it back up again.Zisang looked at her so childishly, Zhong Liran didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and said happily to Zisang, "Just wait, the hot dumplings will be out of the pot soon!"

The dumplings were made by Zisang in the evening, and they were neatly stacked and placed there, arranged in circles and circles.Zhong Liran turned on the fire, and when the water boiled, he stood at the kitchen door and glanced at the living room.Zisang was turning off the TV, and then turned off the tablet and mobile phone.

This has become a closed space, the only thing flowing is the clock on the wall and the blood in the body.

This is their time, 15 minutes later than others, but just right for each other.

After the dumplings were cooked, Zhong Liran suddenly got excited: "Have you heard a common saying?"

Zisang: "No. Keep your mouth shut and eat the dumplings."

Zhong Liran's work and rest style is very suitable for the actor industry. He can fall asleep anytime and anywhere, and wake up refreshed after more than 15 minutes, just like charging a battery.But Zisang couldn't do it, she would feel sleepy when she got there, and couldn't hold on.

At this moment Zhong Liran woke up, but Zisang yawned listlessly, with tears streaming down his face.

Zhong Liran waved his hand: "Don't be so disappointing! There is an old saying that the more you eat the dumplings, the more delicious you are. Let's open a bottle of red wine?"

Zisang: "...□□ match..."

"Stop!" Zhong Liran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm going to get the wine, where is it?"

Zisang really hated drinking heavily on New Year's Eve. In the past, he was alone and couldn't sleep, so he drank a few sips of wine to cultivate his sleep mood.Now there is a person by my side, and I still want to drink.

Zisang was absolutely unwilling, and his face was so long.

When Zhong Liran found the wine and the cup, and returned to the living room excitedly, Zisang's heart flickered, and he suddenly thought of the last time he was drunk, which was not long ago...

Alcohol is not a good thing, it's high-spirited and seductive.No matter how clear the mind is, it's useless. The little flame in the bottom of my heart is lit, and it's useless to say anything.Someone comes and rubs it, and the fire is about to start.Completely tease people into a prairie fire.

By the way open up wasteland.

Zisang had already fallen on wine once, and Zhong Liran still used this to lure her.

It is said to be seductive... It is indeed very tempting.In short, Zisang said with a stern face in front of the hot dumplings, "One point! Half a cup, do you hear me?"

Zhong Liran nodded: "Okay, okay, just half a glass, let's create a good atmosphere for the New Year—why do you drink so badly?"

It is a fact that the capacity for alcohol is poor, and you can't stop after half a glass.Most of the bottle of red wine was wiped out, but the dumplings were barely eaten. Zisang lay on the sofa, knowing everything in her heart, but she just felt drunk.

Zhong Liran laughed at her: "People who are drunk will not admit that they are drunk."

Zisang raised his hand for a hug.

Zhong Liran hugged her: "I'm really drunk now."

Zisang kissed her on the mouth again.

Zhong Liran: "I'm so drunk."

Zisang became happy, and hung on Zhong Liran's body unsteadily, rubbing the back of his hand on Zhong Liran's belly.The more I rubbed, the lower I went, without any self-awareness.

Zhong Liran held down her hand: "You think you're upright, who pretended to be so before? Try it once and you'll know?"

Zhong Liran sighed again: "Then from now on, if you want to drink, what should you do?"

I don't mind, but with her temper, she must be ashamed and angry when she wakes up, and I'm the one who gets implicated.

Zhong Liran dragged Zisang to the bedroom, and the heating was fully turned on, so the small bedroom was hot and dry.Zhong Liran panted with his hips crossed, Zisang had already started pulling his clothes.

New Year's gifts are too rich.

The result was also quite tragic.Zhong Liran was also in high spirits after drinking, and he was a little bit out of control. When Zisang saw the bruises on his legs the next day, he was going to tear Zhong Liran apart.

Fortunately, she can't move now, and Zhong Liran can still hide for a while.

For the next three days, Zisang didn't give Zhong Liran a good face—and she couldn't, she was dying of pain.

On the fourth day of junior high school, the production crew started working, Zhong Liran was free and had nothing to do, and acted as an assistant, very attentive.Pei Nan also specially called to ask her if she could do it by herself. Xiaomu also went back from vacation and planned to drive to pick her up by himself.

Zhong Liran happily snatched the phone: "It's okay, I'm here."

Pei Nan was startled: "You didn't go home this year? No, why did you come out so early this year?"

Zhong Liran only smiled: "Okay, okay, I understand. Xiaosang still has nothing to worry about with me."

Then she hung up.

Looking at the screen of the phone, Pei Nan felt that Zhong Liran must have blocked all the way back and couldn't turn back.