The garage is on the first floor. After getting off the car, you can enter your home through the door on the right.

Hearing the movement of the garage, Lu Ma was waiting in the entrance hall on the first floor of the bottom. When she saw the door open, she said, "It's so late, you're still out. Is there anything urgent to do... Is this guy?"

Jian Rong didn't expect that Lu Baiyuan's family was still awake so late. He followed Lu Baiyuan and heard the sound and his shoulders tense up. He hadn't communicated with his elders for several years.

Jian Rong was still thinking about what she should say, but Lu Baiyuan helped him respond.

"Teammate, the base has entered the thief. Take him back to stay for two days." Lu Baiyuan opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of clean slippers and threw them in front of Jian Rong.

"Are you thieves?" Lu's mother hurriedly looked behind him: "Are you not injured? Have you called the police?"

Meeting the woman's gaze, Jian Rong straightened her back and nodded several times: "I'm not injured, I'm calling the police... I'm disturbing you."

Lu's mother saw his blue hair and raised her eyebrows: "That's good. Your face is a little red. Is it too cold outside? Close the door quickly and don't let the air conditioner come in."

Jian Rong turned around and closed the door obediently. How could it be cold if there was heating in the car? He was exposed by lying and was so shameless.

"Why haven't you been sleeping yet?" Lu Baiyuan walked into the house.

"How can you sleep? Your dad didn't sleep either. He said he would definitely beat you tonight." Lu's mother looked at Jian Rong again, opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Jian Rong reacted for two seconds and hurriedly reported to her home: "Jian Rong, you can do anything if you call me."

Lu's mother smiled: "Xiaorong, you can sleep in the third floor guest room tonight, right next to the road. That room was just cleaned up a few days ago."

In the living room on the first floor, Dad Lu frowned and sat in front of the chessboard and pinched his chin. When he heard the movement, he said without raising his head: "Do you think you can't get me off and escape in the last battle?"

Lu Baiyuan said "Yes": "Just think I am."

"You--" Lu Dad suddenly looked up, his eyes paused on the boy standing at the stairs with blue hair dyed in the blue hair for a few seconds before looking at Lu Baiyuan: "... Come here quickly!"

Knowing that he couldn't sleep without playing the chess, Lu Baiyuan sighed and turned around and said, "You go up first. The room is the first room on your left hand. Send me a message if you have something to do."

Jian Rong responded, and refused Juelu's mother's kindness to lead the way, and went upstairs step by step.

The guest room is a little smaller than the room he lives at the base, but it has complete furniture, wardrobe, desk, sofa, etc., and it looks very clean.

Close the door, Jian Rong took off her backpack and lay on the sofa, covering her eyes with the back of her hands.

He woke up when the car door was opened. Before he could open his eyes, Lu Baiyuan's hand reached into his hair, and then he smelled a faint scent of laundry soap.

Perhaps because he was holding the steering wheel all the time, Lu Baiyuan's palm was slightly hot, and the temperature spread through his scalp to his limbs and bones.

Putting away his thoughts. Jian Rong held her breath and felt her heartbeat.

...Have you been in a night too many times recently and have a heart problem?

After a long time, he took out his cell phone from his pocket to see it.

He mutes his phone halfway through. He receives a lot of messages on the screen, most of which are red envelope prompts from the discussion group.

He joined not many discussion groups. Apart from the TTC internal group, there is only one anchor group with 99+ news all year round, and he has a very lively chat with the lpl player group that has been chatting tonight.

[The War Tiger Big Bull modified the group name to "The War Tiger Rises in the New Year"]

[wzwz-mini modified the group name to "Congratulations to mini for becoming the most popular player in s11"]

[ttc Xiaobai modified the group name as "Congratulations to the ttc team for winning the S11 Global Finals Championship"]

Death childish.

Jian Rong supported her chin with one hand and was just about to flip through the red envelope in front.

[mfg Kongkong modified the group name as "LPL No. 1 Mid-Lian Kongkong New Year's Wealth"]

[典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典典

[mfg Kongchang modified the group name as "Sorry"]

The group was flooded with "hahaha", and Jian Rong also smiled. He swiped up the screen of his mobile phone and picked up several red envelopes.

This group is the starting players of each team, each of which is not short of money. Each red envelope is 200 yuan, and within a while, Jian Rong picked up more than 500 yuan.

After confirming that there was no fish that missed the net, Jian Rong threw her phone on the sofa, found her clothes from her backpack and took a shower.

On the other side, the chess game ended soon, and Lu Dad asked for another game dissatisfied.

Lu Baiyuan shook his head and refused, and the cell phone placed beside the table rang again. He picked it up and looked at it. It was the discussion group that had been with him.

[War Tiger Big Bull: Why doesn't soft talk anymore? Are you a double row?]

[wzwz-mini: He seems to be receiving the red envelope in front, I have been receiving the prompts [covering my face and laughing]]

[ttc Yuan Qian: A bag costs only ten or twenty yuan, it won’t be enough]

[ttc Yuan Qian:...Wait, he also received the one I posted half an hour ago.]

[ttc Xiaobai: I posted it an hour and a half ago and I was also received. How long does it take to translate it? Are you a money fan?? Fuck it]

...

[ttc Xiaobai: Where is the person? He ran away after picking up the red envelope???]

Lu Baiyuan laughed and threw his phone into his pocket.

After taking a shower, Jian Rong lay on the bed and flipped through the unread messages.

[Pomegranate: This passage contains my deepest thoughts. I just let the clouds send my blessings, just wanting to embellish your sweet dreams. Friend, you are my lifelong concern. I wish you a happy new year every day.*]

【Fuck: Did you receive the words I asked Yun to send them?】

【Pomegranate: What did you bring】

【Fuck: If you post this kind of stingy thing again, you will block it]

【Pomegranate:……】

The phone was snatched, and Jian Rong quit to watch it.

[r: I asked the air to be the postman, bind my hot greetings into a package, print them with sincere postmarks, and deliver them at a constant temperature. The recipient is you. I wish you a happy Spring Festival.*]

Jian Rong: “…………”

Jian Rong grabbed the phone and looked at it for a long time, sat up and replied.

Thanks for the emoticon, it's too perfunctory.

"Thank you." Too cold, delete it.

"Thank you, you have a happy Chinese New Year." It seems that there is no sincerity, so delete it.

Five minutes later.

【如歌: Thank you. I have received your warm greetings and wish you a happy Spring Festival and a happy day.】

As soon as he clicked to send, someone knocked on the door twice.

Jian Rong quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

There was no light on the room, and there was only a dim light on the stairs in the corridor. Lu Baiyuan's mobile phone became the brightest source of light, and the words Jian Rong had just said.

Lu Baiyuan's smile was not collected when he looked up. A few seconds later, he explained: "I just received that sentence... I accidentally clicked forward when changing clothes."

Jian Rong was silent for a long time: "I will just go back."

"Yes." Lu Baiyuan turned off his phone: "On the other side is my study room, with a computer, no password, you can use it casually."

After giving instructions, he took out a red object from his pocket and handed it to Jian Rong.

Jian Rong was rarely slow and looked down at his hand, but didn't answer.

Lu Baiyuan said: "New Year's money."

Jian Rong shook her head: "No need..."

"Not much, it's just a thought." Lu Baiyuan paused and talked nonsense: "My family traditions are not available in adulthood."

Before Jian Rong could recover, Lu Baiyuan suddenly reached out and hooked his index finger to open the pocket on his chest, putting the red envelope in.

Looking at Jian Rong's pockets that were bulging up, Lu Baiyuan said with satisfaction: "Okay, go to bed early, happy New Year."

The door closed, Jian Rong returned to the bed and opened the red envelope.

He hasn't received New Year's money for a long time, and the texture of the red envelope has become unfamiliar.

It contained a thick stack, which was estimated to be many times more than the amount he had worked hard to grab all night.

After a long time, Jian Rong re-sealed the red envelope and put it carefully on the bottom of the pillow.

On the first day of the New Year, when Jian Rong woke up, it was snowing outside the window. He stared at the white sky for a while before picking up his phone to watch the time.

2:17 pm.

Normally, he can rest for ten minutes on the first day of the Chinese New Year... No.

Jian Rong suddenly sat up, picked up her phone and confirmed the time again.

Lu Baiyuan was talking to Brother Ding in the living room when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

Brother Ding: "...No, I'm still worried. I'll change the air ticket and go back tomorrow."

"what ever."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Baiyuan looked at Jian Rong with a panic look on his face: "Are you awake?"
To be continued...