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New Year's Eve is a busy day for every family, especially for me.

Today I deliberately picked out a black turtleneck sweater to cover up the marks, and I woke up early to buy fresh fruits and vegetables to Song Cheng's house, helping him all morning.At noon, Lin Ya cooperated with me to call me, pretending that my colleague said that there was an emergency in the clubhouse and asked me to take over the shift. I put on my coat and kissed Song Cheng, and said softly, "I don't want to either. Yes. I will definitely come back before the New Year's Eve dinner, you wait for me."

"Call me before you come back so I can prepare the dishes." He put his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek, "Did you not sleep well last night? Your eyelids are a little swollen."

I smiled embarrassingly: "The bed in the duty room is really uncomfortable."

Song Cheng reluctantly let go, I touched his strong and warm arm reluctantly, and reluctantly asked him to put on a scarf for me, and said softly to me, "Come back soon."

"it is good."

I opened the door and went out. It was very cold today. I walked out of the community and waited for a long time before I got a taxi. I pretended to be nonchalant and went back to my home to change clothes. I took Andre to the main house.

I still have Xu Yucheng's car in my garage, which is much more dignified to drive.Today's Andre is very handsomely dressed, I looked at him several times and found it unsatisfying.On the way, he suddenly asked, "Brother, do you really care what other people think?"

I was driving the car feeling a little inexplicable: "Why do you ask this? Your Chinese class homework?"

"I think it's fine as long as I'm happy, right?" He looked at me obediently, innocently, like the plump and juiciest apple waiting to be picked in the Garden of Eden, "What do you think?"

I thought for a while: "You are right, but you can't say that you don't consider other people's opinions at all. China is a face-saving society."

"Then do you care?" He asked persistently.

"I have nothing to care about." I said casually, "I only care about the opinions of the people I care about."

Andre nodded thoughtfully, and asked after a while: "Then why can't I?"

I knew that this topic was still going around, so I said impatiently: "This is too shocking, I don't want to be called a pervert."

He looked up at me aggrieved, and pointed out slowly: "But you just said that you don't care about other people's opinions..."

"Andre." Just in time for a long red light, the traffic ahead was jammed up, and I took the opportunity to clarify with him, "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Presque." He answered vaguely in French.

I sighed helplessly: "What's going on in your head? You look so good-looking, who can't find you?"

"Besides, I don't want to drive my mother crazy. You're my brother, and I like you very much, but you can only be a brother, unless you want to be killed by gossip. You think so today because you are young, etc. If you don't want to kill my incompetent brother when you grow up, I will be thankful."

He lowered his eyes and seemed to be thinking about my long series of words.I went on to say: "Even if you slept with me, you can stop sleeping with me at any time in the future. I will be very happy to bless you when I see you get married and have children. I would like to see you live a happy life .A brother can only be a brother, but a brother will always be a brother.”

He looked at me and said, "jet'aime."

"Baby, I love you too." I leaned over and kissed him on the side of the cheek, "Don't think about it, it's New Year's Eve tonight, be happy?"

He nodded sullenly.The car behind me blew its horn to urge me, and I drove forward quickly.

The only thing I'm lucky about is that Xu's New Year's Eve dinner is always eaten early.The dinner table was peaceful and happy, the children were all taken by the nanny, and the relatives toasted each other, of course the main thing was to respect the old man and say some auspicious words to make him happy.The New Year's Eve dinner was almost finished, and everyone moved to the lobby to chat and watch the show. I took the opportunity to say to Xu Yucheng, "I'm leaving first."

"What's the matter, Xiaoyan?" Xu Yucheng is a direct descendant, and now he is busy dealing with relatives who are trying to find something to talk to, so he pulled away from me and asked me, "It's not appropriate to leave so early, Grandpa will be upset when he sees it."

"Why does he pay attention to me?" I whispered, "Go ahead and watch Andre for me, and don't let him say what he shouldn't say."

"Yeah." Xu Yucheng frowned slightly, "Be careful on the road."

Seeing that I was leaving, Andre stood up from a group of relatives: "Brother..."

I was afraid that he would make it too obvious, so I went over to appease him and let him sit back.He smiled and greeted the elders again: "I'll go outside for a breath."

I managed to get away from Xu's main house, it was already past eight o'clock, I was in such a hurry, but I couldn't drive to Song Cheng's house, and it was difficult to stop a car on the way of New Year's Eve.I waited for a long time for a taxi, and it was almost nine o'clock when I hurriedly arrived.

On the way, I called Song Cheng, and he comforted me on the other end of the phone: "It's all right, I'll wait for you at home watching the Spring Festival Gala, don't worry."

"You warm up the food, I'll be there soon." I feel guilty now, "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry, I'm very happy to be with you for the New Year." He said softly, "It's nice to be able to eat when I come back."

After I hung up the phone, the driver was happy: "Young man, how about calling my wife?"

"...Yes." I said, "Master, won't you go home for the New Year?"

"I've already finished eating, so why don't I come out to work the night shift?" He said, "I'll be back so late, I won't be able to catch up with the Spring Festival Gala sketches, but I can watch the replay tomorrow."

"The night shift is hard work." I remembered what Song Cheng said, and I said that it was easy to work on the night shift without opening my mouth.

"Is it hard work or not? I'm used to earning this money." The driver said, "I think if it's convenient for you, you can buy a bunch of flowers and go home if you see where flowers are sold. Women, don't say anything. , who doesn’t like this? I’ve been busy for a year, and I’m still waiting for you on New Year’s Eve. It’s not too much to buy something—do you have any children?”

"No." I felt a little funny, and thanked the driver for his kind suggestion, "I see, thank you."

"You're welcome!"

After getting out of the car, I found a flower shop near the urban-rural fringe of Song Chengna. The name is very close to life - "Warm Flower", which is filled with various flower baskets and flower pots for the opening of new stores.I bought a bouquet of red roses that were decent in appearance, and the clerk kindly sprayed me with some overly fragrant spray.Thanks to her, I sneezed several times when I carried the bouquet upstairs.

I hid the flowers behind my back, and as soon as I raised my hand to knock on the door, it opened in front of me, which startled me: "Damn, are you waiting at the door?"

Song Cheng smiled embarrassedly, but did not refute.He was still wearing an apron, and let me in sideways: "I just finished the last dish, I have nothing to do, just wait here for a while. Come in, Jun Yan, what are you doing standing at the door?"

I smiled and held the roses hidden behind me in front of him: "surprise!"

He froze for a moment, stared at the bright red roses for a few seconds, then turned his head away and sneezed: "Ah-"

I didn't expect such a reaction. Song Cheng's face turned red after he sneezed, his eyes sparkled with tears in his eyes, he was a little annoyed but still took the flowers with a smile: "I didn't do it on purpose...it smells really good. Hmm , very nice, thank you."

I laughed out loud: "It's too bad! Okay, okay, I'm starving to death, let me go in and eat."

I only moved a few chopsticks symbolically in Xu's house, and my stomach is still empty.I closed the door, Song Cheng put the roses on the coffee table, took out a few more stems and trimmed the stems with scissors, took a vase and carefully placed it on the dining table, turned to me and smiled: "How is it?"

I praised: "You are a genius at creating a romantic atmosphere."

I told him that the taxi driver on the way called him my "wife", and he sat across the table and poured us both glasses of juice with a smile.The cup is an ordinary beer mug, and the tableware is not comparable to Xu's, but I don't mind it at all.I raised my glass to meet him in the air, and the glass made a crisp sound when it collided lightly. The TV in the living room was playing the Spring Festival Gala, and on the table were all kinds of dishes he worked so hard to pack up and a few bright red roses.

It was the moment of family reunion, Song Cheng was sitting at a place within my reach, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, watching me earnestly.

I raised my glass and said aloud:

"Happy New Year!"