After several rounds of dancing, Gu Nianjia stood in front of Zhang Jingyu and excitedly shared her joy with her. "I can also go to set off fireworks with my mother when I go home. Shall we call my brother and sister-in-law and little fish?"

After asking Zhang Jing, she suddenly frowned again and said, "forget it. I can't take my brother with me. He likes to pretend to force me. He would say that fireworks are childish and boring, so I don't want to call him."

On her small face, her expression was unpredictable, and the tip of her nose was red with cold.

Basically speaking, I need to wash my nose.

The bright eyes reflect the blooming eyes in the air, a little bit brighter than the stars in the night sky.

Zhang Jing can't hold her face. He lowers his head and kisses her gently on the tip of her nose. It's as cold as he expected. He opens his mouth again and takes a bite.

"Ah..."

The pain of the silk, think of good mouth to send out a pain to sing, her head back, frown discontentedly looking at Zhang Jingyu, "what do you bite me for?"

Zhang Jingyu: "I like you."

The soft voice is a little lower than the cello, mellow and magnetic.

"A lot of people look at it, don't do it."

She pushed away Zhang Jingyu and ran quickly to them.

They didn't come home until more than eleven o'clock. After freezing all night, they went home to take a hot bath and fell asleep. They didn't even say good night to Zhang Jingyu.

This night, she even dreams are sweet, in the dream have laughed many times.

Think of tonight and Zhang Jingyu's sweet, think of the day after tomorrow can go back, and mother together fireworks, accompanied by mother's side.

Really good happiness.

……

After more than ten days in S City, Gu Nianjia was eager to go home. She got up early in the morning on the second day of the new year to wash and make up. She had never missed home so much.

I wish I could flash home in a second.

When she got to Zhang Jingyu's room, she found that Zhang Jingyu was no longer in the room.

Even earlier than her!

Gu Nianjia frowns, laughs and goes back to her room. She drags the suitcase together and buys a lot of special products. She buys a new suitcase, a 28 inch one.

It's full of stuff. She can't even lift it.

Take the elevator downstairs.

Out of the elevator, the mobile phone in the bag rang. She escaped to see the caller ID. song Changlin called.

Only then did she find that these days when she and Zhang Jingyu were together, their dependence on Song Changlin gradually decreased. The last time they chatted was on New Year's Eve, he sent a red envelope.

I didn't talk about anything, so I said happy new year to each other.

She used to pester him to chat and fall asleep every new year.

In particular, song Changlin's five years abroad, the new year's eve of these five years, she is particularly lonely, looking at the lights of thousands of homes, other people's fireworks, there is no sense of belonging.

However, she was still very happy to receive song Changlin's call. She did not give up her enthusiasm at all. "I'm going home today, little uncle. You're going to meet me at the airport."

She drags the suitcase in one hand, holds the mobile phone in the other hand, answers the phone and walks to the sofa.

Without giving song Changlin a chance to talk, she threatened him again: "if you don't come to pick me up, I'll have my hair cut."

Song Changlin's tone is always gentle, "are you back today?"