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After watching his parents and elder brother send New Year's greetings to his boyfriend, Chen Xun screamed and regained the dominance of the video call.

Li Ning knocked him on the back of the head lightly, chatted with Ye Qingzhi for a few more words, and then calmly walked to the living room, taking away Comrade Chen who was hesitant to speak.

On the video call.

Ye Qingzhi watched the interaction between his boyfriend's family without blinking, and later realized that the corners of his eyes were moist.

Before Ye Qingzhi could speak, the video screen on Chen Xun's side shook, accompanied by rustling sounds.A few seconds later, Chen slammed the door of his room shut, blocking the sound of the TV outside the door.

Ye Qingzhi bent his legs and hugged his knees to watch his boyfriend's movements quietly.

"Okay, they can't disturb us anymore." After making sure the door was closed, Chen Xun sat casually on the edge of the bed, "Mr. Qingliu, what are you doing now? Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala?...Huh? Baby, hey, Don't...don't cry."

Chen Xun was talking enthusiastically at first, but after staring at Ye Qingzhi's eyes with wide eyes, he stuttered and stuttered.

"Who is crying?"

Ye Qingzhi wiped the corners of his eyes indifferently, and blinked: "I'm just very happy."

Advertisements are displayed on the giant LED screen of the building in the distance, reflecting a festive and silent red.His room, the corridor and the living room outside, or to be precise, the entire Ye family was still so quiet that it was a bit deserted.

But Ye Qingzhi didn't care much about these anymore.He stared at the nervous boyfriend in the camera, slowly curled the corners of his lips, and said softly.

"Very happy, really, not kidding you."

Because there is a family thousands of kilometers away, who gave him the greatest kindness and warmth.

So this year doesn't seem to be as difficult as he imagined.

Ye Qingzhi put the phone on his lap, pressed the edge of the screen with one hand, and poked Chen Xun's eyebrows with the other: "Don't frown."

Chen Xun got very close, his face was all in the camera, and thanks to his handsome appearance, this kind of strange angle can also taste a little handsome.

"Just be happy." Chen Xun observed Ye Qingzhi's expression changes closely, stared at it for a long time before he was relieved, and sent Ye Qingzhi a WeChat red envelope as planned, "New Year's money."

Ye Qingzhi looked at the red envelope, but didn't accept it immediately: "It's the first time I've received a red envelope from someone my age."

Perhaps a prefix should be added, a normal red envelope for peers.

——Duan Yiran is two years older than him, and he has always walked the rivers and lakes as the eldest brother, which doesn't count.As for Duan Yiran's red envelope, when this idiot gave him a red envelope, he had to add the phrase "I'll give you the red envelope after calling Dad", which doesn't count.

Ye Qingzhi opened a red envelope with the amount of 520.Chen Xun on the other end let out a sigh.

The New Year's money seems to be sent by the elders.

The man thought for a moment, hesitantly: "If you want to call me dad, it's not impossible."

Ye Qingzhi paused when he wanted to return the red envelope, and slowly raised his eyelids, looking at the shrunk video window: "..."

He retracted his previous thoughts, none of the red envelopes of this group of people were normal.

Chen Xun saw that Ye Qingzhi's emotions had completely changed direction, and then he put away his talkative state: "Just kidding, I heard you shouting... calling brother is enough."

Ye Qingzhi snorted, pressed the last password, sent the red envelope, and re-enlarged the video window.

When Chen Xun heard the red envelope reminder, he happily accepted it, and said in a serious voice: "Thank you Teacher Qingliu for the 521, okay, me too."

Ye Qingzhi had goosebumps on his arms: "... Please, speak normally."

Chen Xun: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while, and the pointer approached Twelve unknowingly.

In the final seconds of the countdown, both ends of the video sink into a gentle silence.

At zero o'clock, I don't know if it was Ye Qingzhi's end, Chen Xun's end, or the TV, the sound of crackling fireworks bursting out.

Chen Xun's eyes were gentle and tender, looking at Ye Qingzhi through the screen, he spoke very solemnly.

"I wish Ye Qingzhi all the best, peace and joy in the new year. Your boyfriend liked you very much last year, and this year too."

Ye Qingzhi stared into his deep eyes for a few seconds, then leaned towards the screen.

It was like crossing thousands of kilometers to give his boyfriend a kiss.

Ye Qingzhi's voice was soft but clear, because it was very close to the microphone, it fell into Chen Xun's ears, as if it was whispering in his ears.

He said so did he.

……

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New Year's Day.

Although the first night with my boyfriend

After talking on the phone for five hours, Ye Qingzhi still woke up at 08:30 in the morning.

He lingered on the bed for a while, and went back to the cage to feel fruitless, and staggered towards the kitchen to look for food.

In the kitchen, Ms. Lin was wearing a large nightgown and was processing some ingredients in the kitchen.

Ye Qingzhi moved forward a little slower: "Mom."

Ms. Lin glanced back at him: "Woke up so early? The porridge is in the pot."

Ye Qingzhi hummed, filled a bowl, and leaned against the kitchen door to drink porridge.

There are all kinds of meat and vegetables piled on the cooking table. Judging by the quantity, it is conservatively estimated that ten dishes can be made.

Ye Qingzhi took a mouthful of porridge and asked, "Will someone come over later?"

According to the usual practice in previous years, the family would go back to their hometown to worship their ancestors on New Year's Eve, then they would visit relatives frantically on the first day of the new year, and return to Ms. Lin's natal home on the second day of the new year.

All in all, Chinese New Year is very busy every year.

This year, Ms. Lin is pregnant, so she went back yesterday intentionally, but on the first day of junior high school, she turned down going out.

Ms. Lin: "Well, your fourth uncle will come over later."

Ye Qingzhi looked at Ms. Lin's stomach with a frown, and quickly cleared the porridge in the bowl: "Go and sit in the living room, I'll make it."

Lin Rongyue washed the last vegetable leaf: "Yes."

The person who sorted out the ingredients was replaced by Ye Qingzhi, but Ms. Lin did not leave, she sat on the high stool at the edge of the cooking table and watched her son.

"What were you doing last night? Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

Ye Qingzhi recalled the cell phone that was turned off because of the dead battery for making video calls, his jaw was tense, and he said naturally: "Chat with classmates."

Ms. Lin nodded, and said unnaturally: "We went to bed early yesterday, and we didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala with you. It's good to chat with classmates."

Ye Qingzhi stopped chopping vegetables, reacted for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes. You need to rest more, I can understand."

"What I said before... I need to communicate more with you, but I don't seem to be able to do it." Lin Rongyue's expression was still as flat as usual, "I will try my best to make you happy this year."

This time Ye Qingzhi was really surprised.He put down the things in his hand and turned to look at Ms. Lin.

He really seldom heard this kind of words... infinitely close to reflection.

Ye Qingzhi propped his hand on the cooking table, fingers unconsciously clasped the edge.

"……it is good."

The mother and son were silent for a while.

Ye Qingzhi couldn't stand the atmosphere, closed his eyes, and changed the subject: "Mom, do you also hope that my uncle won't be like that?"

"Why did you mention this all of a sudden?" Lin Rongyue frowned, "Your uncle, of course we don't want him to be like this. Don't want a good little girl, but if you fall in love with a man, the family will definitely not like it."

Ye Qingzhi leaned against the cooking table with his thighs, and raised his eyes: "But my brother-in-law will also be unhappy."

There were vague and noisy voices coming from the gate, as well as the sound of the door lock turning.

Ms. Lin's fingertips tapped on the countertop a few times, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

Ye Qingzhi put his tone and speech into the most soothing rhythm to prevent any irritating factors from appearing: "Maybe everyone doesn't think highly of him."

Including his family.

"If he really accepts a lifestyle that makes everyone satisfied and happy, he may not be happy in the future." Ye Qingzhi seemed to be making a calm and rational assumption, "If so."

The door was opened, and a large group of relatives walked in behind Lao Ye.The two aunts walked quickly to the kitchen, loudly breaking the indescribable atmosphere between the mother and son.

"Hey! Didn't you tell us to come, Xiaoyue don't work, go to the living room to rest, Xiaoqing is too."

Ye Qingzhi was pushed out of the kitchen.Lin Rongyue followed him out of the kitchen.

"Your grandmother and aunt probably won't agree." Ms. Lin answered her son's question a few minutes ago, "I probably won't agree either. But in fact, we don't want him to be unhappy."

Ye Qingzhi stopped at the spot for a while to taste the answer.

Obviously a paradox.

……

-

These few days of the new year are not as busy as in previous years, but they are still very boring.

The afternoon of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

Ye Zifan has already been stuffed by his parents to accept his elder brother's loving tutoring, and then he was stuffed into the study by Ye Qingzhi, with two sets of questions: "Come to me after you finish, the time limit is four hours."

Ye Zifan had a heart attack: "..."

Ye Qingzhi returned to the room, wasted two hours playing games, and finally put down his phone and turned on the live broadcast.

People came in one after another in the live broadcast room, and the barrage was also posted.

-800 years later, Qingliu finally remembered that he had a Weibo account.

-800 years, Dad, do you remember us.

- It's been 800 years, do you still remember that you have a hole that hasn't been filled? ? ?Are you the reincarnation of a pigeon spirit?

-? ?You guys are still willing to call him daddy after he's done such a bad thing?Get out of the way, let me ask, Qing, what's going on with you and Sanshui?

-Although your preceding and following sentences do not seem to have any logical relationship, I will repeat it.

-Repeat.

……

Ye Qingzhi adjusted the voice changer and answered the fans' questions one by one.

"I haven't forgotten, I was too busy going to school before. Just to clarify, I'm not a pigeon spirit, I'm just a feather clan."

"The hole will definitely be filled, isn't it a holiday now!...Isn't it normal to have a lot of things and no time to code words... I am a pigeon spirit, I will fill in the hole tomorrow."

Teacher Qingliu, who received a wave of violent reminders, began to regret this live broadcast.

"Can I apply to end the live broadcast now?"

-? ?You are thinking about farting.

-No update in 800 years, what's the matter with urging.

- No, don't skip the topic, okay, you leave two Weibo posts and run away, can you please satisfy our curiosity.

-Yeah, can you share your story about having an affair?

"No, whose live broadcast room did you go to see?" Ye Qingzhi looked at this group of guys who suddenly changed from cute and cute fans to ruthless water friends, and was a little puzzled.

"Didn't skip the topic. I was having an affair with Teacher Sanshui...cough, there was a relationship." Ye Qingzhi looked at the barrage, bowed his head and sent a message to his boyfriend, "Even if I like him, he also likes me. "

"Well, I met. Now? Of course I want to see him now."

……

-

City B thousands of kilometers away.

"Hey, didn't I go abroad to watch a football game a few years ago, and now I'm eating back? Why, I don't recognize you as a brother if I don't see you for a semester?!"

Zhao Minghu, who came to visit, hugged his cat and muttered, "Let me see what happened to my sister-in-law???"

Chen Xun moved a little further away from Fa Xiao, and said with disgust, "You've disturbed me."

On the screen of his mobile phone was Teacher Qingliu's live broadcast room, and the phrase "I want to see him" arrived with the message.

Chen Xun looked at it for a while, then stood up abruptly, and walked out while booking tickets.

Zhao Minghu squatted on the ground, blankly: "Where are you going?"

Chen Xun turned around and said condescendingly, "Go find your sister-in-law."

Zhao Minghu: "???"

……

-

Ye family.

Ye Qingzhi chatted with the fans for a while, and casually opened a live broadcast of a certain game running around the drug circle.

After playing a few rounds, Ye Zifan's soulless voice came from outside the door: "I'm done!"

The game just ended, Ye Qingzhi said to the fans: "Download it first, and continue if you have time tonight. My brother has finished the test paper, I'll go and see how he scored."

It took Ye Qingzhi 10 minutes to grade the test papers, another hour for Ye Zifan to make up for the sky, half an hour for eating and half an hour for bathing, and even playing two games.

After doing all this, Chen Xun didn't even come to him.

Ye Qingzhi reflected on whether he was too clingy, and turned on the live broadcast at nine o'clock in the evening.

-In my lifetime, I have not been cleared.

-Put the years of my life on the public screen, thank you.

- in my lifetime.

"Because I'm free."

Just as Ye Qingzhi finished speaking, the phone on the table vibrated twice.

It was Chen Xun's message.

-Daughter-in-law, the security guards in your community are good at chatting.

- You are in building xx, right?

Ye Qingzhi's eyelids twitched suddenly, dropped the barrage that filled the screen, and walked quickly to the window.

Across the distance from the eighth floor, Ye Qingzhi saw clearly the situation downstairs with his good eyesight.

A tall boy in a gray windbreaker stood not far from the building, his hair was a little messy, and the tip of his nose was a little red from the cold wind in the middle of February night.He was looking up in the direction of Ye Qingzhi's room.

It's Chen Xun.

The moment Ye Qingzhi lowered his head, Chen Xun's eyes lit up twice, and the corners of his mouth evoked an obvious smile.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, Ye Qingzhi suddenly came back to his senses, left the window, and spoke to Chen Xun while walking.

"I'm going downstairs now."

When he walked to the door of the room, he turned back to the computer.

Because of the few minutes of silence, the barrage has already been filled with question marks.

Ye Qingzhi grabbed the key on the table, simply turned off the 10-minute live broadcast, before throwing down a hasty explanation.

"Someone came looking for me, it won't be broadcast tonight, you can play by yourself."

"Yes, it's the person I want to see."

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Brother Xun: Yeah, see my wife! !

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