Xiaofeng's tears, I know better than anyone in my heart that Xiaofeng should be happy. At least she is a very kind girl and she deserves happiness.
However, the new year has arrived in a blink of an eye, and Xiaofeng is alone that night.
We have a large group of carnival friends in our house. On this day, we can temporarily put aside our hatred and fight with the King of Dragons, we can temporarily put aside the catastrophe, and we can take a short rest for a night. However, Xiaofeng cannot do this. Xiaofeng has nothing.
Even her newly reunited grandfather was snatched away by Yan Bing, and she could only stand alone at the door.
"Xiao Feng, stop crying and come in with me." I pointed to the courtyard not far away and to the happy crowd in the window.
However, Xiaofeng shook his head: "Forget it, I won't go in, it's not appropriate."
"What's inappropriate? You are our good friend. We have been through life and death together... Lao Mao, Dahuang, and... and Mengyun. By the way, Mengyun has also come back to life now!"
Xiaofeng still shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "No, Lin Yang, this is your world, not mine. I don't belong to you, and you haven't answered my question directly. Of course I
I can’t go in with you.”
"That... question?" I was startled, but I didn't expect Xiaofeng to ask me again.
Looking at Xiaofeng, I felt very sad. I knew that what I said would only make her feel more uncomfortable, and would have no other effect at all.
Seeing that I didn't answer, Xiaofeng just smiled helplessly: "Lin Yang, you are right, it is indeed a bit cold. Can you..."
Saying that, Xiaofeng gently spread his hands: "Can you give me a hug..."
I nodded, hugged Xiaofeng gently, and whispered: "Xiaofeng, you deserve a better one, you really deserve a better person..."
When I was talking, I could feel Xiaofeng's tears dripping on my shoulders, and I could smell the fragrance of Xiaofeng's hair. However, I knew that I could never give Xiaofeng the answer she wanted. That's the truth.
Cruel and there is absolutely no room for change.
The hug lasted only a few seconds, like a polite greeting after an old friend reunited. After that, Xiaofeng left and whispered: "Lin Yang, Happy New Year..."
I looked at Xiaofeng, tried to grab Xiaofeng's hand, and said: "Xiaofeng, come in with me, we will be happier together..."
Xiaofeng shook his head, broke away from my hand, and whispered: "No, no, we are only happy together... But that is no longer possible..."
With that said, Xiao Feng quietly disappeared into the night, gradually becoming invisible.
I wanted to catch Xiaofeng, but I couldn't catch her at all, and I didn't chase her. I knew that since I couldn't afford what Xiaofeng wanted, there was no point in chasing her...
In the night, I quietly lit up a cigarette, letting the red sparks of the cigarette flicker in the dark and deep night. I felt sorry for Xiaofeng, very sad...
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After smoking, I walked back to the room quietly. Rujun had finished chatting with Wang Jue, and she noticed my departure. After all, it had been a long time.
Rujun stepped forward and asked, "What? What happened?"
I did not deceive Rujun and whispered: "Xiao Feng is here."
"Xiao Feng...is here?" Rujun was startled and asked, "Why didn't you invite her in? She is one of our own."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "I asked you, but she... doesn't want to come in."
Rujun nodded lightly and said, "It's not easy for Xiaofeng as well. She still hasn't let go of you, right?"
I nodded and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that I owe Xiaofeng too much."
Rujun gently pulled me and whispered: "What about me?"
I quickly looked at Rujun, shook my head and said, "Rujun, I have absolutely no other intentions. My loyalty to you can be demonstrated by heaven and earth, and can be seen by the sun and the moon!"
Seeing that I was so frightened, Rujun chuckled and said, "Okay, I'm just teasing you, but just don't forget my status as queen!"
I quickly bowed my head and said, "Absolutely, the Queen is the only master in my heart!"
At this time, the old cat came over and glanced at me. The guy asked: "What? You went out to smoke? Why didn't you ask me to come with you?"
I quickly waved my hand and said with a smile: "If something unexpected happens, I will definitely call you next time!"
Only then did the old cat sit down on the table with satisfaction and said: "Quick, quick, get ready to eat, crazy senior, the dumplings are ready to be cooked!"
The crazy Taoist stood in the distance and glared at the old cat: "What a bastard, you actually commanded your crazy grandpa."
"Crazy Grandpa, holy shit, that name is really ugly!" Dahuang said with a smile.
Eunuch Changqing might have been a little confused after drinking the small wine Zhang Zhang had brought, so he stood at the far end of the living room and sang a ditty. The tunes Eunuch Changqing said were all old tunes. Qingyi was obsessed with this song first.
The Taoist people were completely carried away by what they heard and almost went crazy...
In the middle of the living room, Little Tutu has fallen asleep soundly, and Wang Jue is holding her with chocolate on her lips, looking very happy.
Looking at this scene, I really feel that time is best to stay at this moment. This would be the best...
It is really a wonderful and wonderful New Year's Eve. I didn't expect it at all before the New Year's Eve.
However, when I was just about to eat the newly baked dumplings, there was another knock on the door.
The knocking on the door was neither fast nor slow, very rhythmic. I could tell that the person knocking on the door must be a very calm middle-aged man.
There was no sinister wind or sinister atmosphere around, which meant that the person knocking on the door was not a ghost.
However, at this time, Master Garuda frowned and whispered: "Good guy, is he an expert?"
I was stunned. I didn’t know that someone actually came back to look for us at this time. And it wasn’t a ghost. Could it be that he was a neighbor?
I walked gently toward the door, put everyone on alert, and opened the door.
The door opened, and standing outside was a man dressed a bit like Xu Zhimo. He was wearing a not-too-thick windbreaker, a scarf, and a hat.
And he was wearing a straight suit underneath. Just by looking at the collar, you could tell that this suit was very sophisticated and should have been hand-made.
Wear sunglasses, and the sunglasses are very high-end. The logo is eye-catching but not vulgar.
Inadvertently, you can see the watch on his wrist, which is absolutely top-notch. Even if this kind of outfit appears on the cover of a luxury magazine, it will not look too out of place.
Of course I know him. He is the person I met by chance on the bus last time. Logically speaking, he should be my second uncle, Lin Mufeng.
"Second...Second uncle?" I asked in a low voice.
The man in sunglasses gently took off his sunglasses, and I recognized him at that moment.
He is at least 70% similar to my father, and he also has some similarities with me, especially a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes. This is almost a specific inheritance of our entire family.
Let's put it this way, everyone here saw my second uncle for the first time, but everyone recognized him the moment he took off his eyes, which shows how similar I am to my second uncle.
"Second uncle, is it really you!?" I asked in shock: "Why are you here? No, where have you been? Where have you been all these years?"
The second uncle didn't answer me, or he was not prepared to pay attention to me at all. The guy stretched out his hand and put his hat on the sofa, strode towards the table in the middle of the living room: "Yo? Dumplings just out of the pot? No,
I need one!"
As he said this, the guy stretched out his hand wearing a watch with at least six digits, grabbed a plate of dumplings and ate two of them with his bare hands.
"Second uncle...you are too private, aren't you?"
I shouted a little awkwardly: "At least introduce yourself to everyone!"
Indeed, the arrival of the second uncle is too strange. Many of you have never heard of the existence of this person. Only Lao Mao, Dahuang and Rujun, who are close to me, have heard my grandfather talk about it.
he.
This guy left our house twenty years ago and has never been back since. He was called a treasonous son by my grandfather. Even since I was a child, I could only recognize this "second uncle", my dad's biological brother, through photos.
Now his arrival seems too unexpected.
Unexpectedly, when the second uncle heard what I said, he looked up and smiled calmly at everyone: "Hello everyone, my name is Lin Mufeng, and this is the second uncle Lin Yang."