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When I went home that night, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
Liang Yu sent her to the downstairs of the community, Zheng Yimian got off the car, and answered the third call from her mother: "Well I got off the car and will be home soon. I see, there are many people downstairs, so it's safe enough."
At the end of the phone call, my mother asked her to bring back a bag of salt from the supermarket downstairs.
After shopping, Zheng Yimian walked into the single-family unit and pressed the elevator button.
In the elevator, she guiltily wrapped the scarf around her neck again, raised her chin slightly, and peered into her scarf through the mirror, making sure that she could only see a mass of darkness, and could not see Liang Yu's "masterpiece" at all. Only then did she lower her head again and straighten her scarf.
After thinking about it, he twisted the last two soft pieces hanging on his chest and tied them in a knot.
After fully armed, the elevator door opens.
Zheng Yimian stood at the door, took out the key from the bag and opened the door.
The two were watching TV in the living room. Seeing her come back, Yuan Ya casually asked, "Where did you go?"
"I went to the event," Zheng Yimian put the bought salt on the table, buried half of his face in the scarf, and said softly, "I put the salt here, let's go into the room."
"Hurry up and go take a shower, after the shower, mom can do the laundry."
"Yeah." She agreed, and entered the room as quickly as possible with her slippers on.
The door closes.
Take a long breath.
She hasn't talked about Liang Yu's matter yet, and she plans to wait for a period of time for her relationship to stabilize, and then talk about it after a little longer. In this way, if they ask, she will have a little more confidence.
Taking off the scarf, Zheng Yimian found a video call from Lin Zhan.
She picked it up and put the phone on the book: "What's wrong?"
Lin Zhan was in high spirits: "I just saw"
The words stopped abruptly, Lin Zhan looked at her in the video and fell silent.
Zheng Yimian: "What's wrong?"
Lin Zhan coughed: "Is it winter now?"
Zheng Yimian: "Yes."
"There are no mosquitoes in winter, right?"
"No," Zheng Yimian tilted her head, "What's the matter, what do you want to say?"
Lin Zhan stretched out his finger, pointed at her, and said after deliberation: "Then what is that on your neck?"
""
Zheng Yimian rolled up his collar, and immediately changed his words: "I regret it, I think there should be mosquitoes in winter."
Lin Zhan touched her nose, apparently not believing it, and teased her: "Isn't it a giant male mosquito?"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to compare to a higher place, with a serious face: "A male mosquito that is as tall as a person and can talk, I didn't expect a sting to be so red and so big."
"That's enough, you," Zheng Yimian blushed, puffed her mouth, and said in a timid voice, "Do you really want to expose me like this?"
"Hey, you can't blame me, why didn't you tell me when you fell in love!" Lin Zhan shook his head, "Who is it, is it Liang Yu?"
Zheng Yimian nodded: "It's not that I didn't tell you, there was no chance, and then I was too busy to forget Every time I think about telling you next time, I forget next time."
Lin Zhan inquired with her about Liang Yu for a while, and then said: "I'm curious about something, why don't you help me ask in the future?"
Zheng Yimian: "What?"
"Did Liang Yu have a crush on you when he was in high school?" Lin Zhan was still thinking about it, "Didn't Sun Hong say before that if Liang Yu had a crush on you, he would cook himself in an iron pot live?"
Zheng Yimian was silent for a moment, then said: "Then he might really want to stew himself."
Lin Zhan's eyes lit up suddenly: "That's good, don't tell him yet, wait for me to make preparations."
"What are you preparing for?"
"Live broadcast."
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When they met the next day, Liang Yu seemed to feel something, and stretched out his hand to push Zheng Yimian's collar away.
She raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise: "It's so red?"
Zheng Yimian rolled up his collar angrily: "This one slept all night, it was even redder last night."
He shrugged his shoulders. Although he apologized, he didn't even have a tone of remorse: "It's because I was too strong last night, I'm sorry."
Her skin is white, like a small cake that has just been baked, soft and puddle, as if it will melt in an instant.
Originally, I just wanted to tease her, but I didn't expect to restrain myself.
"There is no sincerity at all," Zheng Yimian frowned.at the edge.
There are no street lights here, so it's dark, and it's winter, so it gets dark very quickly.
Zheng Yimian pulled his cousin: "Okay, it's very dark here, sister will take you back first"
The little cousin was taken aback for a moment, pulled Zheng Yimian's sleeve, and shouted in a fuss: "Sister, look, there are stars above your head!"
Zheng Yimian looked up.
Where there are any stars, it's just a string of light blue balloons that glow.
I don't know who tied it where, at this moment, Zheng Yimian just watched it swinging precariously in the air.
She smiled and patted her cousin's head: "Maybe someone hung up the balloon, we won't be able to see it if we go further."
After walking for a while, my cousin still had surprise in his eyes, and he called out even more shocked: "Sister, sister, the stars follow you!"
"Huh?" Zheng Yimian held him and rubbed his little hands, "Come with me?"
"It's true, if you don't believe me, look up," the cousin hurriedly asked her to look up, "The stars, the stars really follow us!"
"It may be a visual problem," Zheng Yimian said, "Now that we are close to it, we always feel that it is around us. If it is farther away, we will not be able to see it."
"No, if you don't believe me, take a look."
Only then did Zheng Yimian follow his gaze and catch the string of balloons again.
The sky is like the bottom of an inkwell, the whole display is rendered, and then turned upside down.
In the dim sky, the string of blue balloons flickered from time to time, as if looking at her.
She looked up, then took a few steps forward¡ªand the balloon followed.
She stopped, and the balloon stopped too.
She seemed to have finally realized something, and asked her little cousin to stand where she was: "Sister, go get one of the balloons for you, okay?"
The cousin answered obediently, and Zheng Yimian handed the child to the mother: "I'll go up and get a balloon, and I'll come down soon."
Going up the side stairs all the way to the roof, Zheng Yimian pushed open the door of the roof and saw Liang Yu sitting on the iron ladder.
A string of balloons in his hand swayed with the wind and bumped into each other lightly.
Zheng Yimian took a deep breath, the diffuse white mist was like a sinking cloud.
She blinked her eyes, lowered her voice, and tentatively pointed at him as if in a dream: "Have you been with me since you came in?"
"Yeah," Liang Yu smiled, hooking the white thread of the traction rope with his fingertips, "I think it's cute to see you taking care of the children."
"Isn't it cold to stand on the top?" Zheng Yimian rubbed his arms, "Why don't you come down with me?"
Liang Yu glanced at himself: "Not today, it's too informal."
"Besides, I just wanted to spend New Year's Eve with you," Liang Yu pulled a balloon out of his hand and gave it to her, "I'll visit again after a while."
She reached out to take the balloon: "But let you be on it alone"
"Aren't you accompanying me? I just planned to stop for a while and leave," he coaxed, "Okay, go down quickly, they are all waiting for you."
After getting off the rooftop, my cousin saw Zheng Yimian at a glance: "Sister, sister really picked a star!"
Zheng Yimian handed the things to his cousin and asked, "Do you like it?"
The cousin nodded.
Zheng Yimian walked forward, looked up at the string of stars moving with her, although she couldn't see anyone, but in a trance, she seemed to be back in high school¡ª¡ª
She walked with her head down, while he hid deep in the crowd, repeating boring and monotonous little things for her, without her seeing, and not expecting her to respond.
Just to be her light, over and over again, where she can't see.
Counting down to the New Year's Eve that night, Zheng Yimian stood on the balcony with a lack of interest, watching the two little guys running around the house.
On the TV, the host's New Year's greetings came to an end.
"Let's count down together to welcome the new year, five-four-three-two-one-"
Zheng Yimian counted down, took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number while standing outside the balcony.
When the clock hand jumps to 12, the phone is connected over there.
"Happy New Year!" Zheng Yimian whispered while holding the phone.
"Happy New Year," Liang Yuman said, "Go downstairs."
"¡¡Um?"
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