After being spotted by the iceberg next door

The news of Bupleurum was quickly withdrawn. Shen Zhiyan was stunned for a while, and could only pretend not to see it. After a few minutes, he sent a "?" After a few words, grandma asked her to go out for dinner, and Shen Zhiyan put down her phone and left the room.

The house is very lively today. In the afternoon, the seven aunts and the eight aunts came one after another. This year at grandma’s house for the New Year, Shen Zhiyan yelled at people next to each other, received a few red envelopes, and was pestered by a few children. Putting together building blocks, I finally got out after dinner, hid in the room and called Jiang Yuan. I wanted a video, but they said it was inconvenient, so I called after hanging up.

"Happy New Year!" Shen Zhiyan quickly said as soon as Jiang Yu'an connected.

"Happy New Year." Jiang Yu'an's low laughter came from the phone.

There seemed to be wind on Jiang Yu'an's side, Shen Zhiyan asked if he was outside, Jiang Yu'an said he was on the balcony, Shen Zhiyan didn't think much, the two chatted for a while, He Yiqing came over and asked him to go out to eat fruit, and then hung up the phone.

There are three mahjong tables in the living room, Shen Huaiming and several other uncles and aunts have already sat on them, there is still one left, three are missing one, the cousin beckoned Shen Zhiyan to go over, Shen Zhiyan quickly waved his hand, said no, and went to the kitchen Helping He Yiqing cut the fruit, and after cutting the fruit, sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala with grandma for a while. When the phone rang, a sketch performed by Shen Teng was playing on the TV. There was an obvious smile in his tone.

"What are you so happy about?" Jiang Yu'an's voice came through the electric current.

The moment he heard Jiang Yu'an's voice, Shen Zhiyan's heart jumped up almost immediately, he pursed his lips, and glanced at his grandma with some guilt, who was happily watching TV.

Shen Zhiyan then called back to the room and said, "I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala."

"Is the Spring Festival Gala good?" Jiang Yuan asked with a smile.

"It's beautiful." Shen Zhiyan walked to the window, which faced the street outside. This is not a downtown area, and it was quite quiet outside the window, with scattered snowflakes falling.

"Is it prettier than me?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"...Mmm." Shen Zhiyan snorted lightly from the tip of his nose, lightly, as if he was trying to make Jiangyu safe.

Jiang Yu'an was not annoyed either, he stopped, looked at the building across the street, and asked slowly, "Then I'm going back?"

"Okay." Before Shen Zhiyan could react, he responded casually. Just as the words came out, he suddenly paused, and said in a daze, "What... do you mean? I, I'm in... City C..."

"En." Jiang Yu'an responded softly.

Shen Zhiyan's heart jumped out of his throat, he jumped out of bed, his footsteps were a little weak, he ran to the window in two steps, his eyes looked around, and finally he saw the long figure of that man across the road.

"Jiang..." He opened his mouth, but before he could shout out, Jiang Yu'an seemed to feel it, looked up, and Shen Zhiyan waved his hand desperately.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and waved it lightly, his voice was gentle and romantic through the electric current: "Should I go back? Kid."

"Wait for me." Shen Zhiyan grabbed the phone and ran out of the room. He was in a hurry, and He Yiqing was getting up to serve tea, so he was startled when he saw his appearance.

"Mom, I'll go out for a while." Shen Zhiyan forced his heart, which was about to jump out of his throat with excitement, to calm down, and fell back to his chest. After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

"Hey!" He Yiqing called to stop him: "What are you doing in such a hurry! At least put on your shoes!"

Shen Zhiyan lowered his head, only to realize that he even forgot to put on his shoes, and only wore a pair of fluffy white socks on his feet.

Shen Zhiyan hurried back to his room, put on his slippers and wrapped a coat at the same time.

When he came out, his uncle teased him: "Are you looking for a girlfriend? You're in such a hurry."

"It's a friend." Shen Zhiyan left behind a sentence, no longer caring about explaining and shyness, and hurried downstairs.

This is an old-fashioned residential building with only one entrance. When Shen Zhiyan ran out, Jiang Yuan was standing at the entrance of the corridor waiting for him, wearing a black coat, blending into the night, but Shen Zhiyan still recognized Jiang at a glance. Yu An.

Jiang Yu'an opened his arms, and Shen Zhiyan threw himself into the man's arms. Jiang Yu'an's body was cold in the winter night, but Shen Zhiyan felt that his whole body was warm and soft.

"Why are you here?" Shen Zhiyan raised his head from Jiang Yu'an's arms, his voice was a little crying because of excitement, in fact he was indeed crying, and he didn't even notice that the tears were sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

The street lights were dim, just enough for Jiang Yu'an to see Shen Zhiyan's bright eyes and the crystal teardrop falling from the corner of his eyes.

Jiang Yuan lowered his head, and lightly touched the corners of Shen Zhiyan's eyes with his lips.

"Happy New Year, baby." Jiang Yuan said softly, took out a beautiful velvet box from the coat pocket, handed it to Shen Zhiyan, opened it and handed it to Shen Zhiyan.

A platinum ring was placed on the black flannel, still shining brightly under the dim light, Shen Zhiyan's heart beat violently, he raised his head, and looked carefully at Jiang Yu'an, Jiang Yu'an's mouth curled slightly.

"For...for me?" Shen Zhiyan asked.

"En." Jiang Yuan responded.

"Marriage proposal?" Shen Zhiyan laughed, using a joke to hide his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

"Then are you married?" Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Shen Zhiyan was stunned, he was able to get up, but he felt embarrassed.

"Huh?" Jiang Yu'an stroked his eyebrows and took out the ring, which was strung with a thin silver chain.

"I know it's not appropriate to give a ring now." Jiang Yu'an put the box back into his pocket, and opened the clasp of the chain with his slender fingers. Shen Zhiyan leaned forward slightly, letting Jiang Yu'an wear the necklace around his neck.

"But when I saw it, I really wanted to give it to you." Jiang Yuan's fingers went from the back of Shen Zhiyan's neck to the front, and lightly stroked the ring: "Happy New Year, this is our first time together." One year, and I hope many, many years to come."

Shen Zhiyan's tears fell again, he almost exhausted all his strength, and hugged Jiang Yu'an fiercely.

"I...I don't know what to say, I...I really, really, really like you..." Shen Zhiyan's voice was crying, and he was a little incoherent.

Jiang Yu'an leaned over, gently kissed away the tears on Shen Zhiyan's face, and finally covered the man's soft lips.

The two kissed passionately, the street was quiet, even the snow stopped slowly, and everything in the world seemed unwilling to disturb this passionate lover, and no one noticed the fragile figure at the top of the stairs.

He Yiqing sat paralyzed on the steps of the stairs, clenched his fists and trembled lightly. After a long while, he stood up on the stairs, turned around resolutely, as if he didn't want to see the scene behind him anymore, and went up the stairs tremblingly.

Fireworks exploded, crackling sounded through the sky, and the night was dyed in brilliant colors. People cheered, and someone leaned out of the window and shouted loudly: "Happy New Year!"

Then there were cheers one after another, Jiang Yuan embraced Shen Zhiyan, kissed the man's ear lightly, and said: "I love you."

Shen Zhiyan really wanted to take Jiang Yuan home, but on New Year's Eve, he was not at his own house for the New Year, but ran to a neighbor's house. No matter what he thought, it was abnormal, Jiang Yuan finally went back to the hotel.

Shen Zhiyan returned home in a happy mood. When he opened the door, the house was still very lively. Seeing the corner of his mouth raised, his uncle threw out a card and asked, "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend back, Zhiyan?"

Shen Zhiyan was stunned, and hurriedly said that she was not a girlfriend, but she was not good at lying. When she said this, her eyes wandered, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised. He walked back to the room, but suddenly saw He Yiqing sitting on the sofa.

He Yiqing's face was pale, and after meeting Shen Zhiyan's eyes, he took a deep look at him and looked away.

Shen Zhiyan's heart "thumped", and he felt uneasy. He walked over, sat next to his mother and acted like a baby, tentatively.

"Mom, why are you unhappy?" Shen Zhiyan asked He Yiqing.

He Yiqing glanced at him, looked away, her lips trembled, she seemed to be unable to control her emotions well, but she insisted not to show any abnormalities.

"It's okay." He Yiqing forced a smile: "I'm a little tired."

Even though he was still uneasy, Shen Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked tentatively, "Then shall I give you a massage?"

"No need." He Yiqing shook her head, looking at the pain in Shen Zhiyan's eyes, she raised her hand, gently stroked Shen Zhiyan's hair, and said, "Go back to your room."

Shen Zhiyan got up, left the sofa, turned around when he was about to reach the room, and saw He Yiqing sitting on the sofa with his head down, his whole body showed a dejected aura.

Jiang Yuan went back to City S the next day. Before the two could meet each other, Shen Zhiyan wanted to sneak out, but He Yiqing stopped him. He felt a little restless, and a strong sense of unease came over him, but he didn't dare to ask He Yiqing. What the hell happened.

Jiang Yu'an was not at home on New Year's Eve, and Mr. Jiang got angry a lot, but it was not directed at Jiang Yu'an, but scolded Jiang Yuanting.

When Jiang Yuan arrived home, the old man had just made a pot of tea and sat down. Seeing Jiang Yuan coming in, he squinted at him: "Where did you go?"

"City." Jiang Yuan replied.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Jiang took a sip of his tea.

Jiang Yu'an stood at the door without saying a word.

The old man is getting older, and his personality is no longer as aggressive as before. This is his eldest grandson, and he may be the only grandson. They all say "intergenerational relatives", but Jiang Yu'an has not been close to him since he was a child.

"Have you got a girlfriend?" The old man said awkwardly, choosing a topic that young people might be interested in.

"No." Jiang Yu'an replied, and after finishing speaking, there was silence again.

The old man stopped talking and waved his hand. Jiang Yuan turned and went upstairs. Seeing Jiang Yuanting's car coming downstairs, he became irritable. He took the cigarette case from his coat and took a cigarette from it to hold it in his mouth. Lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

The mobile phone on the table rang, Jiang Yuan took it over and looked at it, frowned lightly, and the caller ID showed "Aunt He."