Glaciers are warming

After Qi Wei left Huaicheng, he sent a photo to Meng Yuge, which was taken from the living room of his new home.

There are many mountains on the edge of the city where I settled down. In the evening, the setting sun hangs on the top of the mountain like a huge glowing orange.

Meng Yuge wished her sincerely.

Feeling lost in my heart, but relieved a lot.

As a designer, she has been so busy since she joined the job that she often works overtime, and it is rare for her to go home on time today.

Open the door, the smell of woody aromatherapy.

The curtains of the living room have been drawn, and Lin Zhiyang is nestling on the sofa, covered with a thick blanket, playing games.

When Meng Yuge was changing shoes, he heard the sound of fighting in the game, and a gloomy cloud floated in his eyes.

She walked to the sofa, "What do you want for dinner?"

Without moving his eyes from the phone screen, Lin Zhiyang said indifferently, "I won't eat, and I'm not hungry."

"It's okay if you don't eat it. I'll fry the beef and vegetables in the refrigerator." After finishing speaking, Lin Zhiyang seemed to have won, and the corners of her mouth curved, so she sat down and asked, "Have you thought about the New Year's Eve?" How did you spend the night?"

There are three more days until the end of the month.

"Whatever you want." Lin Zhiyang spread the blanket a little and put it on Meng Yuge's lap, "Watching a movie, eating? Anyway, I don't want to drink and blow the wind. I have already refused all kinds of activities arranged by Ming Xiaoqiao."

"How did you spend New Year's Day last year?"

Lin Zhiyang's relaxed expression froze for a moment, his mind wandered for a while, and he didn't hide it from her: "I lived with Yu Che."

That night she was playing outside with Ming Xiaoqiao and the others. Halfway through, she felt too uncomfortable to be drunk, so she went out of the box and sat on the steps outside to blow the cold wind.

Although she was shivering from the cold, she was much more comfortable.

Yu Che appeared at this time.

She said: "The underground is dirty, it's cold outside, go in."

Only then did Lin Zhiyang know that she was also having dinner here, and was about to leave at this time, she took advantage of the drunkenness and asked, "I sent you a message, why didn't you reply."

Yu Che said, "Come back."

The word "pass" is very expressive, and Lin Zhiyang was even more aggrieved, "Is it okay to only reply to one out of five? I sent you blessings on Christmas Eve and Christmas, and you can't read them anymore."

The clothes she was wearing were pretty but impractical, with a neckline that was too big for the wind to blow in.

Yu Che resisted the urge to wrap his scarf around her, not wanting to bother with the drunk anymore, so he nodded directly: "Sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry?"

Lin Zhiyang thought about it later, it was not easy for Yu Che to be patient and perfunctory that night, and she felt embarrassed when she recalled it.

Yu Che asked, "What do you want?"

"You send me Happy New Year after twelve o'clock, and I can't read it back, so the two of us are even."

Looking at the person in front of him, he seemed to really want to check her real age, but Yu Che responded to the childish words said by the drunk: "Okay."

"I want to supervise you." Lin Zhiyang was actually not too drunk, but the wine gave him courage, "I'll follow you in case you don't post."

Later, in a daze, Lin Zhiyang got into her car, went to open the room, and some things that adults would do happened.

Afterwards, Yu Che leaned on the bedside and texted her: "Happy New Year."

Lin Zhiyang couldn't read back in front of her.

Seeing her distracted for a while, Meng Yuge casually took her arm and asked, "Yangzi, are you okay?"

Suddenly, like a philosopher, he peeled off the sugar on the coffee table and threw it into his mouth. Lin Zhiyang said: "What's so good about it? Love is just a part of life, without it, it's still the same."

Meng Yuge didn't say anything more, it was so good.

But Lin Zhiyang has not been out for a long time, nor has she written anything or taken photos. She disappeared from Weibo and Moments.

She just plays games and sleeps every day, and she doesn't even seem to have a strong desire to eat. Half of the plants she raised died due to negligence, and she didn't even care.

Everything is dispensable in her eyes.

What worries Meng Yuge the most is that Lin Zhiyang has lost weight since the illness. She wanted to make Lin Zhiyang eat more, but it didn't work.

In less than a month, it was the most tormenting stage. Meng Yuge thought about his state at that time, and it was worse than Lin Zhiyang.At least Lin Zhiyang can still talk with people in a stable mood, and divert his attention by eating, drinking and having fun every day.

On New Year's Eve, Lin Zhiyang refused all invitations to stay at home.

The beautiful name said: "I don't care about human beings tonight, I just want to be with you."

Meng Yuge had goosebumps all over the ground, feeling bad. Lin Zhiyang was just lazy before and didn't resist going out.

"Aren't we going to the movies?" she asked.

Lin Zhiyang was fine, he laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be fun to watch a movie at home?"

She adjusted the projector with great interest, and seeing her appearance, Meng Yuge knew that unless she was tied up, he would not want to take her out.

She went out to buy ingredients to cook hot pot, and called Ming Xiaoqiao on the way.

When Meng Yuge came back, Lin Zhiyang followed him to the kitchen to see if there was anything he could do to help.

"Good guy, why did you buy so many vegetables?"

Meng Yuge cut the vegetables and said, "Eat more, I'll make up for you."

"Sows can't make up like this." Lin Zhiyang said that he didn't have such a big appetite.

But soon she knew why she had to buy so many vegetables. When the doorbell rang, she looked out of the peephole.

Ming Xiaoqiao and a few friends stood outside carrying their things while smiling.

Lin Zhiyang was surprised when he opened the door, "Aren't you guys having an event, why are you here?"

Ming Xiaoqiao and the others pushed her away like bandits and went in, "It's too cold this year, I don't want to bother, I just want to come to your place for a meal, watch a movie, and then go home and sleep under the covers."

This is so new, Lin Zhiyang asked seriously: "Is this called 'the prodigal son turns back without changing money'?"

"No," Zhu Yu began to lyrical: "This is called|love."

Lin Zhiyang covered his mouth as if vomiting.

The four uninvited guests sat down at the dining table after washing their hands. The wine and drinks they brought were placed on the table, waiting for Meng Yuge to bring the cooked hot pot.

In the steaming heat, Ming Xiaoqiao observed the hazy Lin Zhiyang opposite and said, "Have you been losing weight recently? Why are you so thin?"

"It's to lose weight." Lin Zhiyang said solemnly: "It's time to enter the entertainment industry, be a female number one or something, and earn a lot of money."

Ming Xiaoqiao gave a thumbs up: "Yes, you have ambition. How about this, you let me rule you, and let my mother invest when I am satisfied."

"Okay, Her Royal Highness will stay tonight, and Xiao Lin promises to take care of you comfortably."

Meng Yuge, who was carrying the pot and walked to the table, was terrified: "Are you real or not?"

"I'm going to call the police!"

The rest of the people were not surprised, and the speed of eating meat accelerated.

The six girls were of the same age, so there were too many topics to talk about, and it took more than two hours to chat about the mountains, the south and the sea, before changing positions.Everyone worked together to clean up the dining room and kitchen, and then projected to watch movies.

What I was watching was a popular movie that had just been taken off the shelves. Except for Lin Zhiyang and Meng Yuge, who were second-best, no one else had watched it.

The two people in the second brush had different minds, and they frequently pulled away while being engaged. Meng Yuge had to think about the complicated mood that night. Maybe Qi Wei was just like her, and decided to leave.

Seeing the parting between the female general and the princess, those present with low teardrops burst into tears.

Lin Zhiyang also confiscated it, and shed the tears he had endured in the movie theater. Of course, it wasn't just for the movie.

In the dim movie theater, she held the man's left hand, but his right hand, which had been free all along, also held her.

It was cold and gave her a lot of comfort.

Lin Zhiyang's soul has wandered for too long, and her deliberately stable emotions suddenly collapsed at this moment. She has fully experienced what it feels like to be heartbroken.

She liked the person for more than a year, and she made up her mind to walk with him, but in the end she couldn't hold back and let go.

She was the one who approached actively, and she was the one who said to leave.

In fact, Yu Che has always been like that. It was because she thought she was different and could melt glaciers, and it was because she was shocked by her arrogance that she became an emotional deserter.

What a disgusting person she is.

Because everyone was weeping, Lin Zhiyang's sadness didn't appear abrupt, only Meng Yuge could see it.But she didn't say anything, and she didn't do anything, letting Lin Zhiyang vent her emotions.

It's good for her to cry, but if she bears it any longer, she will get sick.

Meng Yuge couldn't help blaming himself for not guiding her well. If he wasn't around and just gave more pointers, Lin Zhiyang might not feel that his relationship with Yu Che was unhealthy, and he might still be able to continue pretending to be confused.

After watching the movie, Zhu Yu was also tired from crying, sniffling his nose and turning back to discuss the plot, seeing Lin Zhiyang crying like rain, "Damn it, I said my tears are the lowest, I didn't expect you to cry like this in the second tmd. "

Lin Zhiyang was defeated by the beautiful Chinese, she burst into laughter, she covered her face with an exaggerated smile to hide her sadness.

After the movie ended, several people began to look at their watches, gearing up for the New Year's Eve, and finally counted down: "3, 2, 1!"

Everyone shouted: "Happy New Year!"

Lin Zhiyang believes that there should be fireworks at this moment, but it is a pity that they cannot be set off in the city.But in her heart, she made a splendid show for herself. In the new year, she has to get used to a new life.

When sending Ming Xiaoqiao and the others downstairs, Lin Zhiyang's spirit had improved a lot, talking and laughing.

Parting, Ming Xiaoqiao turned around and hugged her and said, "Great writer, don't lose weight, grow up happily."

Lin Zhiyang nodded: "OK."

Ming Xiaoqiao said again: "It's still the same sentence, if you want to find a partner, you can find me, and I will deceive you about anything."

These words sounded like the boss of a bad industrial chain, Lin Zhiyang replied politely: "Okay, then you are always ready."

"It is bound to serve great writers at any time!"

After sending everyone away, Lin Zhiyang yawned, white air escaped from his mouth, and scattered towards the city under the cold moon.

When she returned to her room but did not feel sleepy, she finally regained her inspiration and began to write stories and record her recent mood.

Then her Weibo started to open. The three pictures are the unstarted hot pot and six sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, the backs of people watching movies in the dark atmosphere, and the words "Happy New Year" written by Lin Zhiyang with a brush. Four words.

The copywriting is: "Happy New Year, I will spend New Year's Eve with my friends tonight, how about you?"

Although it was two o'clock in the morning, a bunch of night owls appeared one after another, shouting for the return of missing persons.When Lin Zhiyang checked, he found that everyone was reluctant, saying that he missed her so much these days, and asked her to come to the live broadcast during the New Year.

Lin Zhiyang agreed, "Wednesday."

She replied to the blessings and confessions in the private messages one by one. When she saw the familiar "lychee-flavored mints", she sent only four words: "Happy New Year."

Lin Zhiyang went back to "Tongle", and poked into this person's Weibo by the way. It was very clean, except for a photo posted a few days ago.Taken from "Act Two":

"Some people say that leaving someone you like is like scraping a bone to heal poison. It hurts like death, but it can save lives. Hmph, I will be Guan Gong in the future!"

Lin Zhiyang burst out laughing when he saw this. He used to be sick when he was in school, and he often had such "golden sentences".

The joke has become reality, and now she can only be Guan Gong.

She liked that Weibo.

The author has something to say: I have always forgotten to thank everyone.Thanks!