"How can you have such a good attitude if you don't accept it?" Ming Jinxin looked in the direction of Ning Yi and smiled.
"How did you accept it?" Ning Youguang asked.
"I just said that my daughter will always get married when she gets older. It is better to live together now and find out that it is not suitable than to live together after getting married and find out that it is not suitable. He didn't sigh anymore."
The two chatted for a while, then Ming Jinxin got up and went to the kitchen.
As the most idle person in the family, Ning Youguang sat on the sofa with nothing to do, so he picked up the paper, pen and notebook that Ning Youyu had left beside him before collecting them, and drew a scene of four men in a family pasting Spring Festival couplets together.
This painting was unanimously praised by the whole family.
Shi Wangyue secretly took a photo of it and sent it to the family group "Have you laughed at Xiaoxiao today?"
Xia Dai was the first to reply, [The painting is really good]
I look at the moon and look back in seconds, [It’s not “of”, it’s just that the painting is really good.]
Ning Youguang: […]
…
Had New Year's Eve dinner.
The two of them carried all kinds of delicious food carefully packed by Ming Jinxin and prepared to go back to "Future Tense" to watch the New Year.
When I drove the car out of the underground parking lot of Ning's house, it was snowing heavily outside.
Shi Wangyue turned her head and looked at Ning Youguang, who was driving while quietly looking at the snowy scene outside the window, smiling intoxicatedly.
"Going home to celebrate the New Year."
Ning Youguang turned his head and saw a handsome and slightly drunk face, "Are you sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy." Shi Wangyue slowly shook his head, "Tonight we will stay up until the early morning together."
In the claustrophobic space, his breath was filled with the smell of alcohol.
"Then I'll cook you a pot of hangover soup when you get home." Ning Youguang smiled and continued to look forward.
"Let's cook together." Shi Wangyue leaned lazily on the car seat.
"sure."
Anyway, there are only two people at home, so as long as they don't sleep, they can do anything.
…
On the night of New Year's Eve, the snowy city streets are particularly quiet.
The two of them shuttled among the lights of thousands of houses. As they were approaching home, Ning Youguang couldn't help but drive slower and slower when passing by an alley.
Because, tonight, someone turned up countless small sparkling lights in the sky above this alley.
These sparkling little lights illuminate the snowy road home like a fairy tale world, as beautiful as a dream.
"It's so beautiful." There was a hint of emotion in her clear eyes.
Shi Wangyue tilted her head, with a pair of deep eyes that she couldn't bear to blink.
He was looking at the flickering lights outside the window, and he was also looking at a delicate face illuminated by the flickering lights outside the window, as beautiful as an elf.
Until Ning Youguang spoke up to break the silence.
He then leaned forward and slowly turned on the stereo in the car.
Soon, a brisk piano sound sounded in the car - "The Day We Met".
The melody of this song sounds.
Ning Youguang smiled: "It's such a familiar tune."
This was a song that the two of them loved listening to when they were in high school.
She also remembered that the two of them wrote comments on the Internet for this song in a pretentious way, and received a lot of likes and replies——
"We often listened to it when we returned to the dormitory after school in high school." Shi Wangyue curled her lips and smiled with twinkling eyes.
"I remember." Ning Youguang said, "At that time, we wrote a review for this song online. Do you still remember what you wrote?"
Shi Wangyue chuckled, "Share a season of blooming flowers with those who understand you, and a pool of autumn water to watch the sky together."
Ning Youguang couldn't help but laugh, "I wrote that."
"Yes, I remember what you wrote." Shi Wangyue raised her eyebrows lightly, her tone was low and gentle, with a hint of seduction, "Isn't it enough?"
Ning Youguang turned his face slightly to look at him, "That's enough, just right. I also remember what you wrote."
At that time, the child was still a young man with a romantic heart. The song review written by the young man was——
"Always believe
There is a kind of encounter in the world
not on the road
But in the heart”
…
After returning to "future tense".
Ning Youguang and Shi Wangyue turned on all the lights at home, and then they went to the "Wusheng Study Room" next door together.
What particularly surprised the two of them was that they opened the door of the "Wusheng Study" study room and came to the small courtyard on the terrace. They found that a plum tree planted on the roof was in bloom. The yellow wintersweet flowers were in bloom and exuded a refreshing fragrance.
, under the snowy sky, it smells and looks particularly healing.
"Let's stay here a little longer."
Because of this newly bloomed plum tree and the snow-white sky and earth that suddenly turned into white, Ning Youguang felt that he was in a silent, pure and flawless world, which was not as beautiful as the human world.
She couldn't bear to leave.
"You can stay here as long as you want." Shi Wangyue hugged Ning Youguang from behind.
"Let's go in." Ning Youguang looked up at Shi Wangyue's doting face and smiled softly, "It's really cold outside."
After entering the house.
Shi Wangyue and Ning Youguang were sitting on the floor of Wusheng's study, admiring the snowy scenery and flowers outside the window through a layer of glass.
"No need to make hangover soup." Shi Wangyue chuckled, "I just went out and blew it, and I woke up."
"That would be so trouble-free." Ning Youguang rested his head in Shi Wangyue's arms, "It just so happens that I don't want to move now."
——"The long night will never burn out, and I will share the dawn with you."
Shi Wangyue raised the corners of her lips and was about to speak when the cell phone in Ning Youguang's pocket suddenly rang.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at Ning Youguang who was staring blankly at his phone.
"I received several big New Year red envelopes." Ning Youguang put down his phone with a complicated look.
"How big is it?" Shi Wangyue asked with a smile.
"See for yourself." Ning Youguang handed the phone screen to Shi Wangyue's eyes.
Shi Wangyue saw the two messages above at a glance:
"[Bank of China]'s account ending with 4134 transferred 1,000,000.0 yuan to your account ending with 4144 at 20:41 on February 12th. Anyone who asks for a verification code is a liar. Don't give it!"
"[Bank of China]'s account ending with 5133 transferred 2000000.0 yuan to your account ending with 4144 at 20:43 on February 12th. Anyone who asks for a verification code is a liar. Don't give it!"
"The one on top is my brother, and the one on the bottom is dad." Ning Youguang explained.
"It's really big." Shi Wangyue pursed her lips and smiled.
Then, he also took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"What are you doing?" Ning Youguang asked curiously.
"Get ready, I'm going to give out red envelopes." Shi Wangyue said with a smile.
"Okay." Ning Youguang moved his body to make himself more comfortable in Shi Wangyue's arms, "Did everyone in the group send this message?"
"Yes." Shi Wangyue nodded.
"You have to send more, and try to make me grab more red envelopes in the group this year than I give out." Ning Youguang was happy, and made a willful request, "Try to break the situation that every year I grab more red envelopes than I give out."