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Tickets for today's flight are no longer available, and Huo Qiao bought one at 0:55 tomorrow morning.

There were much fewer people in the terminal than usual, so Chu Yan went to the coffee shop to buy two cups of hot coffee.

The temperature of the hot drink made his cold hands feel much more comfortable, and Chu Yan handed one of the cups to Huo Qiao.

"Thanks."

Huo Qiao took the coffee, his voice was deep and hoarse.

Chu Yan looked at Huo Qiao's thin lips, feeling very distressed, he bent down and hugged Huo Qiao.

Two hours ago, Chu Yan had just prepared the New Year's Eve dinner.

At that time, he would never have thought that he and Huo Qiao would end up spending this New Year's Eve at the airport.

At that time, he was still discussing with Huo Qiao whether he could put the food on the coffee table, and he wanted to eat while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Huo Qiao nodded slightly, "Yes."

Chu Yan happily put the food on the coffee table with Huo Qiao.

He turned on the TV, and the Spring Festival Gala had already started lively.

"I feel that this year's Spring Festival Gala will be very good." Chu Yan said to Huo Qiao with a smile.

Huo Qiao was obviously not interested in the Spring Festival Gala, so he just said "really", opened a can of coconut juice and handed it to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan took it with both hands, and bent his lips.

He had just said "thank you" when Huo Qiao's phone rang.

At that time, Chu Yan didn't realize that this phone call was the beginning of this busy New Year's Eve.

It's just that seeing Huo Qiao's expression suddenly become serious, he had a vague premonition.

The short phone call ended after Huo Qiao said "um", and he looked up at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan subconsciously looked at him, and heard Huo Qiao say: "My grandpa is sick, I have to go see him."

Chu Yan was startled for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Okay."

Then it is to buy air tickets, pack things, prepare documents...

They boarded the empty subway on New Year's Eve, and after traveling through most of the city, they arrived at Jiangzhou Xihui Airport.

Huo Qiao held Chu Yan's hand and said again, "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Chu Yan kissed the tip of his nose, "We still have many opportunities in the future."

Huo Qiao seemed to be amused by him, and gently hooked the corner of his lower lip.

Chu Yan looked at Huo Qiao's faint smile, and hoped that Huo Qiao's smile would never disappear.

He took Huo Qiao's hand and waited in the hall with Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao asked him to go back first, but Chu Yan also shook his head and refused to leave.

The waiting time is always long and difficult.

During this period, Chu Yan received a call from Wang Mei. He went to a farther place to answer the call under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Wang Mei's side was very lively, the voices of adults and children came and went one after another.

Chu Yan cheered himself up and said to Wang Mei, "Mom, happy new year."

On the phone, Wang Mei asked him if he had eaten and how he was doing with his classmates, and asked him not to forget to eat dumplings at night.

"Yeah, we ate, we did a lot."

Chu Yan said: "I will never forget to eat dumplings."

He chatted with Wang Mei for a while, and told Wang Mei that they were watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Wang Mei hung up the phone after not too long because she still had to pay New Year's greetings to other people.

After finishing the phone call, Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that the call from Wang Mei was not a video call.

Although he didn't want to be separated from Huo Qiao in his heart, the time was coming.

At that moment, Chu Yan held Huo Qiao's hand almost in a panic.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he pursed his lips at Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao looked down at Chu Yan, suddenly leaned over and hugged him, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me to come back."

Chu Yan nodded solemnly, "Okay."

He watched Huo Qiao walking towards the security checkpoint, bit his lip, and the emptiness in his heart would overwhelm him.

At this moment, he saw Huo Qiao pause in his footsteps, and then turned around again.

Chu Yan opened his eyes wide in a daze.

Huo Qiao walked back to him again, and he smiled slightly, "I almost forgot to give it to you."

He took out a red envelope from the pocket of the down jacket and handed it to Chu Yan, "Happy New Year."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take the red envelope.

The red envelope was very thick, and it still carried the warmth of Huo Qiao's down jacket.

Chu Yan's nose was sore, he lowered his eyes to cover up, then raised his head and smiled at Huo Qiao, "Happy New Year, everything will be fine."

Huo Qiao ruffled his hair.

……

It was not easy to take a taxi in the early hours of the Chinese New Year. Chu Yan waited at the airport for more than an hour before he got a taxi.

There was a program about New Year's greetings on the car radio, and Chu Yan stared blankly at the empty avenue outside the car window, realizing that the old year was completely over.

Chu Yan's mobile phone was running out of battery, and he was worried that the mobile phone would not be able to sustain the shutdown, so he didn't dare to use it along the way.

The driver was a young middle-aged man, and he was happy to drive a car outside alone in the early morning of the first day of the new year.

He chatted with Chu Yan, "The young man is going to see someone off?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he didn't bring any luggage, and it didn't look like he just got off the plane.

He smiled, "Well, go see a friend."

Probably his smile was too forced, or his voice sounded a bit bitter.

The driver sighed, "It's not easy."

It was nearly four o'clock in the morning when Chu Yan returned to Yulan Huating that day.

His phone was turned off after paying the driver.

Chu Yan looked at the phone with a black screen, and didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky for a moment.

When he saw his pale face in the elevator, he suddenly felt very lucky.

He lowered his eyes, hoping everything goes well with Huo Qiao.

The New Year's Eve dinner with a tea table was already cold.

Chu Yan didn't eat, nor did he eat dumplings.

He was very hungry, but he had no appetite.

Chu Yan charged his phone, went to the bathroom and took a hot shower, put on his pajamas and got under the covers.

There was still Huo Qiao's cold breath on the bed, and Chu Yan suddenly wanted to cry.

He picked up the quilt and covered it over his head.

After thinking about it, he sat up again, got out of bed, and took out the red envelope Huo Qiao gave him from the pocket of his down jacket.

A very new serial number of [-] yuan, it looks like it was just taken out of the bank, there are [-] in total.

Huo Qiao gave him a red envelope of 6 yuan.

Chu Yan's eyes were sore, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and stuffed the red envelope under the pillow like he did when he was a child.

"Happy New Year." Chu Yan said to himself.

He used Huo Qiao's pillow as a pillow, then closed his eyes and began to sleep.

In the morning, Chu Yan was woken up by the alarm clock he set.

The phone has not been turned on yet, but the alarm clock has rung on time.

Chu Yan didn't stay in bed this time.

He got up and opened the small balcony door of Huo Qiao's bedroom. The morning light outside was thin, and a few rays of morning glow slowly emerged from the clouds.

Chu Yan bent his lips and went to the kitchen to cook glutinous rice balls for himself.

It was the glutinous rice balls stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus wine that he had decided to cook on the morning of the first day of the new year.

While waiting for the water to boil, he turned on his phone.

A series of many items popped up.

They are all New Year greetings from send friends.

Yesterday, Chu Yan turned on the power saving mode in order to save power, and he was not in the mood, so he didn't read these messages yet.

Regardless of whether it was a group of blessings or not, he seriously replied thank you and New Year's greetings one by one.

The "Back Row Fellowship" has now been renamed the "Genius Endeavor Group of Class [-], Class [-] of Senior High School". There were a lot of new news in it yesterday, and the news didn't stop until four or five o'clock in the morning.

Chu Yan scrolled up and saw that everyone shared a lot of photos and videos of the Chinese New Year.

There was a table full of all kinds of New Year's Eve dinners, and some people went back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year with their younger siblings and set off fireworks together, and took a lot of videos.

Chu Yan watched all these videos one by one.

There were also a lot of red envelopes sent out in the group, and Chu Yan actually received a lot of them when he clicked on them.

Chu Yan smiled, and also sent a red envelope in the group.

Then he replied to the news that everyone in the group asked why he and Huo Qiao didn't come out to talk yesterday.

[Yan: I was too sleepy yesterday and fell asleep]

[Yan: It shouldn't be very convenient for Huo Qiao to be abroad]

Chu Yan took out the cooked glutinous rice balls with fermented glutinous rice, sprinkled them with fragrant dried osmanthus flowers, and boiled eggs for himself, and served them with the white and fat glutinous rice balls.

Boiling eggs is Chu Yan's father's habit.

In the past, Chu Yan's family celebrated the New Year every year, and on the morning of the first day of the new year, Chu Yan's father would put a peeled boiled egg in Chu Yan's bowl.

Chu Yan finished the breakfast by himself and cleared the table again.

After that, I took out the textbooks and workbooks and started studying, and replied to Xiao Chengcheng and Wang Mei's news in the middle.

At eleven o'clock, he received a message from Huo Qiao.

[H: got off the plane]

Chu Yan quickly replied to him:

[Yan: OK]

After thinking about it, he sent Huo Qiao another hug emoji.

Huo Qiao must be very busy, so he didn't reply.

Chu Yan looked at the time displayed on the phone, feeling sore and uncomfortable.

He thought, Huo Qiao left by plane in the early morning, and it was still early in the morning when he arrived there. He must be very tired after flying for more than ten hours, with a transfer in the middle.

——I hope Huo Qiao's grandfather is fine.

Chu Yan didn't cook any more at noon, he reheated yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner.

Chu Yan cooked too much food yesterday, and when he finished eating, the food was not destroyed much.

He thought of Huo Qiao's words, and thought that this time he really had to eat for a long time.

Chu Yan had another meal in the evening.

On the second day of the new year, he cleaned up Huo Qiao's house.

After thinking about it, I still had to throw away all the unfinished dishes.

Looking at the residue in the trash can, Chu Yanfa was stunned for a while, and then pulled himself together to tidy up the trash bags.

When washing the dishes, Chu Yan didn't use the dishwasher. After washing the dishes one by one, he cleaned up the cooking table again.

He checked the water, electricity and other switches in Huo Qiao's house, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put on his coat, carried his schoolbag on his back, and took out the sorted garbage bags.

Chu Yan closed the door of Huo Qiao's house.

Wang Mei and the others will be back tomorrow. The house on Yongmao Road has been unoccupied for two days, so Chu Yan has to go back and clean it.

-

When Huo Qiao got off the plane, it was only three o'clock in the morning local time.

In the past two days, there have been several snowfalls in L City, and the ground has been covered with a thin layer. Fortunately, the plane was not delayed.

Mr. Huo's driver was waiting at the airport early, and when he saw Huo Qiao, he hurried over to pick him up.

After getting in the car, Huo Qiao lowered his eyes a little tiredly, and sent a message to Chu Yan.

He asked the driver, "How is Grandpa?"

The driver didn't know too much, so he just said, "The old man hasn't woken up yet."

He said some auspicious words to comfort Huo Qiao: "Young master, don't worry, the doctor will watch over you every step of the way, and the old man is auspicious, so he will be fine."

Huo Qiao closed his eyes and let out a "hmm".

After about an hour's drive, the car stopped in front of a classical and elegant manor villa.

The manor was still brightly lit.

Huo Qiao walked into the villa, and Lucy, who was lying on the floor mat, heard his footsteps at once, and leaned closer with her tongue out affectionately.

There were quite a few people in the hall, including Huo Qiao's aunt and uncle, as well as Huo Weiping.

Fragrant wood was burning in the fireplace, and grandma Cui Hongti was sitting on the sofa wearing a velvet shawl, wiping her tears with a handkerchief from time to time, while her aunt Huo Ya and uncle Huo Chunpeng were urging the old lady to go back to her room to rest.

Huo Weiping sat on the side and buried himself in smoking a cigar. When he heard the servant's communication, he raised his eyes to look at Huo Qiao, frowning so much that he could kill a fly.

Huo Qiao reached out and stroked Lucy's long hair. Before he could speak, Huo Yuze, his uncle's son, said, "Huo Qiao, you are finally here."

Huo Yuze is 23 years old and is studying at CU.

His mother was the actress Jian Xiaoyi who Huo Chunpeng insisted on marrying in spite of Mr. Huo's opposition. He inherited the good genes of the Huo family and his mother, with handsome eyebrows and fine eyes, and a dignified appearance.

Huo Qiao only glanced at Huo Yuze before lazily looking away.

He walked over and called Cui Hongti, "Grandma."

Seeing that Cui Hongti was crying again, Huo Ya and Huo Chunpeng quickly comforted the old lady.

Huo Qiao lowered his eyes, a little lost in interest.

Cui Hongti wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but she didn't want anyone to help her.

Although she is not young, she has been well maintained, and she still looks like a graceful and luxurious old lady, even better than Hoya.

Cui Hongti grabbed Huo Qiao's hand, and Huo Qiao knelt down to let her hold it.

The old lady couldn't stop crying, "My brother Qiao, why can't you think about it?"

Huo Qiao didn't speak.

Huo Chunpeng who was on the side also persuaded Huo Qiao: "You usually seem to be quite sensible, why did you make such a big deal out of trouble? It made the old man vomit blood with anger."

"What are you talking about now?"

Huo Ya said: "Dad is still in a coma, Huo Qiao is tired after sitting on the plane for so long, why not take a rest first."

She called the butler who had been following Mr. Huo, "Uncle Fu, ask someone to bring Huo Qiao some food."

Huo Qiao looked at this class of people with different thoughts coldly, feeling very boring.

It's like a lively drama, after you sing, I will appear on the stage, my thoughts are hidden, but I show a little bit of edge.

"Humph."

At this moment, Huo Weiping put the cigar in his hand into the ashtray heavily, and said to Huo Qiao, "Come out with me."

"Hey?"

The old lady called out.

"It's okay," Huo Qiao said with downcast eyes, "Grandma, I'm going out for a while."

The temperature in the snowy city of L is very low.

Huo Qiao raised his eyes to look at the cedar in the yard covered with fine snow, and heard Huo Weiping snort coldly:

"Disgraceful stuff."

Huo Qiao smiled very faintly, the light of the corridor lamp in the snowy night fell on his face, but there was no warmth.

Instead, it was as cold as the snow in the courtyard.

"You're not going anywhere."

Huo Qiao said: "Having held Huo's house for so long, it's still a breeze."

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry babies are too busy recently (kneeling) I will make up the chapters I owe as soon as possible!