Time passes quickly, and another year is coming to an end. The streets of Hangzhou are decorated with lights and colorful banners. Old men with white beards and Happy New Year messages are posted everywhere. Everyone’s face is filled with warm smiles. This cold winter
It doesn't seem that hard anymore.
Today is December 12th, the weekend, and it is also Mo Yan's birthday. She finally had a good night's sleep.
"Yanyan, get up and eat some noodles."
Grandma called lovingly at the door, and was hesitating whether to knock on the door.
Mo Yan pushed away, looked at the old man with a smile, then took her arm and shook it,
"Good morning, grandma, you love me the most. It smells so good that I can smell it."
"Little greedy cat, come on, it's just right to eat now."
Grandma has now fully recovered her memory. According to her childhood practice, she kneaded the dough with her own hands and made a bowl of longevity noodles. The whole bowl was only one long one with a round poached egg on top and some green vegetables.
Mo Yan sat down and prepared to have a big fight without hesitation, when someone rang the doorbell outside the courtyard door.
How could you miss Mo Yan's birthday on a sunny day? Not only did she come by herself, she also brought Qin Yan and Ji Yu, while Ji Yu brought Shi Cong and Qin Xiaoshi.
She looked at the four people behind her, opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Qing Tian had no scruples and hugged her enthusiastically, "Xiao Yan'er, happy birthday. These are the sister bracelets I specially chose. One for you and one for me. May you be healthy and happy forever."
Then he took out a box, took it out and put it on Mo Yan, and then shook the bracelet on her wrist. It was a diamond-filled tennis bracelet from the C family. It was simple and versatile. Her gift was very thoughtful.
"Thanks!"
Mo Yan thanked him, his almond-shaped eyes were crooked, and his cold face was full of smiles. The object itself has no meaning, but it becomes precious once you attach your heart to it.
Everyone also sent gifts and blessings, and the courtyard quickly became lively.
Qin Yan was still as usual. He glanced at her lazily, then sat on the sofa and played games on his mobile phone.
Because there were a lot of guests coming, Aunt Xu and grandma were helping in the kitchen and asked Mo Yan to accompany them.
Qin Xiaoshi was the first to speak. He was familiar with Mo Yan, so he was not reserved. He was curious and expected, "Xiao Yan'er, your home is so simple. The yard is not big but everything is elegant."
"Well, my grandma's yard was sick before, but now she's well, so she took care of it. Eat some fruit, watermelon is very sweet." Mo Yan cut two plates of fruit from the kitchen, put them on the coffee table, and greeted them with a smile.
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Shi Cong came over, inserted a large piece of watermelon, put it in his mouth, and said, "Hospital? Brother Yu's mother is a very good doctor. If you need help with anything, just ask, you're welcome."
"Thank you, I won't use it for now."
Mo Yan stood aside. There was no room on the sofa. Ji Yu sat next to Qingtian on the three-person sofa. Qin Yan was on the other side. Qin Xiaoxiao and Shi Cong each occupied a single sofa.
She tried her best to ignore Qin Yan's fiery gaze that drifted towards her from time to time. Why did she feel like she was back to her original form?
The two of them hadn't seen each other outside the classroom for a while, and she was a little uncomfortable with today's scene.
So he took Qingtian to the room alone and asked in a low voice, "How did they come back?"
"I went to Black Swan to buy you a cake today, and I met Mr. Ji and Mr. Qin. I heard that it was your birthday. We are all classmates and friends, so we came over together. If you don't like it, then I will let them go.
." Qingtian answered calmly.
Mo Yan held her forehead, and a group of classmates came to wish her a happy birthday and give her gifts. If they were driven away now, grandma would probably complain that she was not polite for a month; forget it, just bear with it and it will be over.
Five people were playing Werewolf in the living room in full swing. Grandma suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "Yanyan, the steamed fish oil is gone. Go to the small shop and buy a bottle."
Mo Yan smiled apologetically at the others, took out the cards from the drawer next to him and handed them to Qingtian, "There is a deck of cards here. You can play Landlord first. I'll be back soon."
She took off her scarf and hat from the coat rack nearby, got fully armed, and went out.
Qin Yan looked at her back, said, "I'm going to buy something too," and then followed her out.
Mo Yan wore a bloated black down jacket and a black scarf. Only the woolen hat was a lively red color and looked hand-knitted. There was a cute white fur ball on the top.
The cold wind blew, and only a few leaves of the ginkgo tree beside the road were left drifting down with the wind. When a gust of wind passed, Mo Yan shrank his neck, rubbed his jade hands to keep them warm, and then put them back in his pocket.
He followed Mo Yan about ten meters away, walking casually without getting closer. He was thinking in his heart, when will the silly girl in front of him accept him? If possible, he wanted to hold those hands to warm her now.
The small shop is about five minutes away from the courtyard. You need to walk through a narrow street with zebra crossings and no traffic lights.
The wind seemed to be blowing harder and harder, and Mo Yan involuntarily quickened his pace.
Qin Yan followed him suddenly. Did she find herself?
I had no choice but to shout in a low, magnetic voice, "Mo Yan."
This sound made Mo Yan tremble, and her feet stopped after taking two steps on the zebra crossing. She looked back and saw that it was Qin Yan. She was a little unsure of what he was going to say and looked at him with slight doubts.
Mo Yan's cute look instantly made Qin Yan laugh. It was different from the casual and lazy smile in the past, but the sincere and simple happiness deep in his heart, which was as bright as the first dawn after the snow in this winter.
The next second, he suddenly ran towards her with long strides. The harsh sound of tire friction sounded in Mo Yan's ears, and then his wrist was pulled and he fell into a warm embrace.
"What the hell are you doing in the middle of the road in broad daylight! Find someone else if you want to kill me!" After a national curse, a truck drove away with a loud bang.
Qin Yan was trembling all over, his smile disappeared, leaving only a look of horror on his face. His strong arms clasped Mo Yan's body tightly, and they hugged each other neck to neck, wishing they could merge into their bones and blood.
Mo Yan was also startled by the sudden truck. He was completely stunned and forgot to struggle.
After a while, their heartbeats slowly calmed down, and then Qin Yan spoke in her ear with a stiff throat and fear, "You're going to scare me to death."
After listening to his words, Mo Yan slowly felt relieved as he smelled the familiar scent of mint. It was a disaster just now, and he was almost hit by a car.
She raised her head, looked at him gratefully, thanked him softly, and then pushed his chest with her raised hand, trying to break away from the warm embrace.
However, there is a huge disparity in strength, and they remain motionless.
She had no choice but to ask tentatively, "Can you let me go?"