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On the lively New Year's Eve, Xu Xin and Mo Yao were making dumplings while watching TV.The class group kept ringing non-stop. Mo Xian sat on a chair and looked at everyone's New Year greetings, as well as the New Year's Eve dinner and various travel photos.

Both Zheng Gangye and Mao Xu went back to their hometown, annoyed by the children of relatives at home, and hid in their room to play games with their small group.Mo Xian listened to their complaints and was happy, then declined the invitation.

[Xian: @一毛 Still fighting? ]

[Yi Mao: I haven't been idle for a day since I was on vacation (crying.jpg)]

[Just now: I testify hahahaha, Maomao really hasn't played a game with me (laugh.jpg)]

[Xian: It’s right not to fight. ]

[Yi Mao: (grievance face.jpg) (grievance face.jpg)]

[Xu translation: @仙老谢What are you doing?I texted him and didn't reply. ]

Mo Xian looked up and saw that Xie Xunyang was leaning against the door, facing the outside and talking on the phone.His side face is soft, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

Mo Xian couldn't help but look at it for a while, and when he looked down at his phone again, Zheng Gangye and Mao Xu posted dozens of messages in the group, discussing that Xie Shen followed Mo Xian home?

[Xian: He is on the phone. ]

A photo is attached.

[Yi Mao: Wow, I saw the yard!Xian'er's house has a big yard! ]

[Just now: Is Xian'er's house in Yucheng? ]

[Xian: No, it is in Haowang Village, which is an hour and a half drive from Yucheng. ]

The two began to ask if they could set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year. Hearing the sound of the cannons outside, Mo Xian simply put on his coat, slipped past Xie Xunyang, came to the yard and took a few pictures of the fireworks in the air and sent them to the group.

Zheng Gangye and Mao Xu were so greedy, they complained that the city of their hometown had long stopped letting cannons go off.During the Chinese New Year, except for the chirping and shouting of children, there is only crying, which is meaningless at all.

Mo Xian didn't have this kind of trouble, he watched with joy, and when he turned around, he saw that Xie Xunyang hung up the phone at some point and was looking at him.

Mo Xian said with a smile: "Have you finished calling uncle? Is he still not returning home?"

"Well, I'll be back soon. He asked his assistant to send some things over, which should arrive in the next two days, and he said he would treat you to dinner when he came back."

"The meal is good, but... are there many things to send?" Mo Xian sighed deliberately, "If there are many, let's borrow a tricycle from Aunt Cheng."

He still remembered that in the first year, Xie Xunyang's godmother Mengya sent things here, and when they walked to the canteen, they looked at the mountain of express boxes in silence.

Xie Xunyang also thought of it, and laughed softly.

"And you, what are you doing?"

Mo Xian raised his phone: "I'm sending photos to the group, and they haven't let go!"

Xie Xunyang glanced at the news and said, "Xu Yi's parents went abroad for vacation in the third year of junior high school. He didn't want to follow and wanted to come and find us."

"Ah!" Mo Xian was happy, "Okay, let him come! It would be great if Gang Gang and Mao Mao could come too."

Xie Xunyang zipped up his coat: "Then I'll reply to him."

Mo Xian also said: "I will also ask everyone in the group!"

Before he had time to send a message, Mo Yao in the room called him to boil water and prepare dumplings. Mo Xian responded and handed the phone to Xie Xunyang: "I'll go in first, you can ask for me!"

"Ah."

Mo Xian ran in, and Xie Xunyang felt a shock in his hands. He lowered his head, and saw a private chat message pop up on Mo Xian's phone, followed by several messages, which seemed to have been edited a long time ago.

[Please call me Yuexixi: The ringing of the spring bell, the footsteps of the new year, wishing the ringing of the new year's bell, ringing the notes of happiness in your heart, luck and peace, like the footsteps of spring closely following! ]

[Please call me Yuexixi: I wish Mo Xian a happy new year! ]

[Please call me Yuexixi: I'm so glad we can still be in the same class next semester!Thanks to you for helping me tutor biology, otherwise I would be in danger (crying.jpg) We will work hard together next semester!I... I also have something to say to you in person, see you next semester (smile.jpg)]

Xie Xunyang's palms tightened, and an indescribable feeling stuck in his heart.

……

While eating dumplings, Mo Xian was distracted and quickly replied to private messages.

When he returned to Song Joy, Xie Xunyang sat upright, but couldn't help but glance over at him until he finished his expression without changing his face:

"You're welcome, Happy New Year!"

Then he finished chewing the dumplings in his mouth, then shook his head lightly, feeling that he was crazy.

In the next second, there was a gap between his teeth, and a coin was spat out into the palm of his hand.

The 12 o'clock bell rang at the same time, and Mo Xian leaned over and said loudly: "No way, this year's blessing has been eaten by you again! Happy New Year!"

Xu Xin and Mo Yao also raised their glasses with a smile.

"Congratulations, Yangyang."

Xie Xunyang's eyes slowly turned around. The familiar environment and familiar people were just like that winter when he just arrived.He also raised his glass and said softly, "Happy New Year."

Xu Xin couldn't stay up all night, and fell asleep after 12 o'clock.When Mo Yao also entered the room, Mo Xian mysteriously pulled Xie Xunyang up, put on his clothes and went out.

Xie Xunyang didn't ask where he was going, but he could tell from the direction that he was going to Cui Shu's house.

Mo Xian explained as he walked: "I heard that Dashu returned to the village yesterday, and Wang Bao'er has been vague before, so I think it's not normal, let's go and see for ourselves."

Xie Xunyang understood.He knew that such a thing could not be hidden from this little guy.

……

Cui Shu sat alone at the gate of the courtyard, watching the fireworks from other houses.

The lights in the room behind him had long since gone out.Grandparents went to bed early and didn't even watch the Spring Festival Gala.They just sat together and ate dumplings, and it was Chinese New Year.

Grandpa and grandma thought he was still in school and asked him how many points he had scored in the final exam, so he had to make up a random story and say that he did not do well in the exam.The old man didn't ask any more questions, and instead cared about whether he had enough to eat in the city and whether he had enough money to spend.

Cui Shu looked at their increasingly stooped bodies and thin cheeks, and his eyes turned red for a moment.

I remember when I was a child, my grandma cleaned up the house early, and would steam steamed buns and prepare all kinds of crispy meat in bowls like other houses.Dad sometimes rushes back to reunite with them, but even if he doesn't come back, he still feels that Chinese New Year is a different and very happy thing.

He is no different from other friends.

The fireworks in the sky were still brilliant, and when they fell, a cluster hit his forehead.

"Boom"!

……Um?

Cui Shu came back to his senses and picked up the lollipop on the ground.He raised his head and saw two people lying on the opposite wall.

With one in his mouth, Mo Xian waved his wool cap at him with a smirk.Xie Xunyang on the side grabbed his collar with one hand, fearing that he would fall.

Cui Shu: "..."

The three of them lay side by side on the roof of the unoccupied house. From this angle, they could see the more complete and rounder fireworks.

After a while, I heard a burst of messy footsteps below.

The three of them took a look, only to see Cheng Jiawang running towards him "wheezing and wheezing".

Then "Ouch", the back of the head was hit by a lollipop.Covering his head and looking up, Cui Shu looked at his expression and let out a "poof" laugh.

Cheng Jiawang stared at the three people on the roof with wide eyes and raised his index finger.

"...Okay, you guys are waiting!" Hurriedly also climbed up the ladder.

"Slow down, this ladder is not strong." Cui Shu gave him a hand.

"Bah, I've lost weight! You can do it, what am I afraid of?!" Furious, Cheng Jiawang sat cross-legged on the ground with them.

A bag of fish fillets was randomly placed on the ground, as well as a few packets of ketchup from the burger shop.There was still unmelted snow around, and the fish fillets had already cooled down, but the few people didn't care, and continued to fish and eat.

"You didn't call me??" Cheng Jiawang couldn't believe it.

"Yes, check your phone yourself." Mo Xian rolled a lollipop in his mouth.

Cheng Jiawang took it out, and sure enough there were two missed calls.

I muted it myself and didn't hear it.

"Okay, I forgive you. Here, warm bean buns." Cheng Jiawang carefully took out a large bag from his arms, "Two flavors, the round one is red bean stuffed, and the willow-leaf one is black..."

Before he finished the introduction, the bag had already been emptied.

One person holds two in his hand.

"..."

"Huh, it's a hot mouthful...comfortable!" Mo Xian narrowed his almond eyes.

"Alternate hot and cold, be careful of diarrhea!" Cheng Jiawang nodded his forehead.

Mo Xian pushed the fish fillet on the ground in front of him, smiling: "You're welcome, we have to pull together."

Cheng Jiawang: "..." He reached out and picked up one, dipped it in ketchup and put it in his mouth.

Not to mention, it's delicious when it's cold.

The four of them continued to lie down and look at the sky, biting the bean buns in their hands.

Time passed by, and there were fewer people setting off fireworks.

Cui Shu said slowly: "Next semester, I don't plan to go to school. The owner of the Internet cafe said that if I can work full-time, I can get a salary increase. In addition... I have a friend who introduced me to a job. I can work in the Internet cafe in the morning. If you work when there are few people, you can earn a lot of money in a month.”

"Friend? Which friend, red hair? Yellow hair? Or green hair? When will you introduce us to each other?" Cheng Jiawang asked, biting a fish tenderloin, with a strange expression.

Cui Shu shut up.

But Cheng Jiawang sat up and asked forcefully: "Are you dumb?!" Seeing that the three of them were silent, he shook Mo Xian anxiously, "Xian'er, talk!"

"I...I haven't figured out how to say it yet, but it doesn't feel very good."

Cheng Jiawang was speechless, then turned his head and said, "Brother Yang, tell me!"

"It doesn't work."

"Listen! Cui Shu, listen!" Cheng Jiawang finally found his teammate, "Brother Yang also said you can't do it!"

"I made up my mind!" Cui Shu was also anxious, and looked at Xie Xunyang, "Brother Yang, you decided to come to Haowang Village, didn't it mean that everyone didn't support it? But you... still came, isn't it Does it mean that people have to stick to their own ideas?"

"Cui Shu, how long have you been thinking about it?"

"...how long is it?"

"When I first came to Haowang Village, I thought that I would go to Haowang Village Primary School, then I would go to Yucheng No. All the way to high school, and then admitted to Shangda, the result has not changed." Xie Xunyang said.

Cui Shu lowered his head: "I'm not as good as you, no matter what I can get into Shangda..."

"I'm not asking you to be admitted to Shangda, or that the result must remain the same." Xie Xunyang stood up and looked at Cui Shu with black eyes, "I'm just asking you, did you consider the three factors when choosing a path? Whether I can bear the results in one, five, or ten years."

Cui Shu was stunned, and looked at him blankly.

"Cui Shu, this is what you need to think about."