Wen Jili put down the phone for a while, with a free hand, holding Qin Jing's hand on his lap, apologetically and guiltily, "Did I pinch your wrist just now? Xiaochi was at his house. Ali was sick and didn't go to the doctor to take care of him.

His aunt called me. I just called Mu Jing and she is already on the plane to G city."

Qin Jing blinked repeatedly, trying to push back the mist of moisture. Then, she pushed away the broken hair from her forehead and tried to smile nonchalantly, "It doesn't hurt. The sick child is the most important thing."

Wen Jili's car was driving very fast. During the whole process, his free hand was holding Qin Jing's hand on his lap. She knew that he was feeling guilty for his behavior, knowing that he shouldn't, but still

Have to do it.

She lowered her head and stared at their overlapping palms and clasped fingers, her eyes feeling a little sour.

If she makes a big fuss and tells Wen Jili not to go see Xiaochi, and then Xiaochi really gets into an accident because Wen Jili doesn't go, what will she and him do as a result? [

At that time, no matter how much we love each other, there will be a small pool between us, and we can only share the same bed and have different dreams.

She didn't make any fuss and let him hold her hand and walk to Mu Jing's home, but there was also a small pond in the middle, so what could be the outcome?

Qin Jing looked out the window at the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street for the Chinese New Year, as well as the cheerful smiling faces of passers-by. She held her chin in her hand, and all sorts of strange things flashed through her eyes.

This time last year, what was she doing on the night of New Year’s Eve?

She must be at Lan Xiaoxiao's house, sitting with her family around a big table of sumptuous meals, eating, chatting and laughing.

After dinner, after sitting with Lan Xiaoxiao's family for a while, she, Lan Xiaoxiao and Lan Xiaoxiao's neighbors went to the open space near their building to set off fireworks and watched a large amount of fireworks shoot up into the sky and then explode.

Everyone held their heads high and laughed and danced.

Then, around ten o'clock, she and Lan Xiaoxiao's family would gather around the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala, which had not changed for ten years, while counting why Zhao Benshan appeared again? Watching his skits was a great pleasure.

Then, we discussed again and heard that Zhao Benshan will not perform sketches in next year’s Spring Festival Gala.

Then, Lan Xiaoxiao’s mother will start preparing to receive the sacrifices to the God of Wealth.

Then, everyone will watch the New Year together.

When it was close to 12 o'clock at midnight, during the countdown, she would receive an overseas call from Mo Bai from the United States on time, and spend the ten seconds of countdown with her. After hanging up, it would be Fu Yanshi's call.

The two of them chatted sweetly on the phone for a while under the covers.

Then, she would sleep peacefully and soundly at Lan Xiaoxiao's house.

Thinking of this, Qin Jing burst into laughter. Wen Jili next to her asked her why she was laughing. Qin Jing moved the hands they were holding and replied easily with a smile, "Last year, when I was watching the Spring Festival Gala with Xiaoxiao and the others, we discussed

It seems that Uncle Qi Benshan will no longer attend the Spring Festival Gala this year. I haven’t watched the Spring Festival Gala this year, so I don’t know if he has attended it!”

Wen Jili pursed his lips without replying. Junya's face was filled with an emotion called guilt. For a long time, he gently squeezed Qin Jing's hand and coaxed her in a warm voice, "I'll watch the replay with you when I get back, okay?"

Listening to his deep and magnetic words, Qin Jing chuckled, "There will be a replay of the Spring Festival Gala during the day tomorrow. Then, remember to watch it with me."
Chapter completed!