Chapter 147 Miss Chen, do you want to see me?

It's hard to get a taxi back to the city from the town. Today is New Year's Eve and everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year. Even if I increase the fare, no driver is willing to take the order.

Fortunately, I opened the ticket purchasing software and grabbed the last high-speed rail ticket back to the city. I went to the bus station in the town and took the bus to the county, and finally caught the high-speed rail.

There were few people on the high-speed train back to the city, and the carriages were empty. Only the New Year goods sold on the carts had some New Year's meaning. Chen Zan was sitting on the high-speed train, and some people in his circle of friends had already posted their own New Year's Eve dinners.

Today is New Year's Eve.

In previous years, when I was abroad, I could make dumplings with my classmates to welcome the New Year. But even though I am back this year, I still feel like a lonely person.

When we returned to the city, it was already eight o'clock in the evening and all the houses were lit up.

I waited for more than ten minutes before a driver accepted the order. Maybe it was because today was a special day. After chatting with the driver for a few minutes, I found out that the driver was from another place. He didn't make much money this year and would not go home for the New Year. He might as well drive for a few more days during the holidays to make more money.

The driver also enthusiastically asked Chen Zhan if he had just started his annual leave today, and if he could go back just in time for the New Year's Eve dinner. Chen Zhan smiled faintly and said yes.

When we got off the car, the driver also gave us New Year greetings.

She closed the car door and said, "Happy New Year."

All the shops and stalls outside the community were closed, only the small supermarket was still open. She went in and bought two items and paid. There was only one security guard on duty in the security booth tonight, and he was watching the Spring Festival Gala on the small TV in the booth.

It must have been a while since anyone was home. The key was a little rusty when inserted into the keyhole, and it took some effort to open the door.

The weather in Rongchuan is humid, and there is little sunshine in winter. There is a faint musty smell when you enter the house. She turned on the main power switch, and when the living room lights came on, she was actually feeling lucky that Ms. Xu did not forget to pay the electricity bill here.

She went to open the window and ventilate the house. The furniture was covered with white dust sheets, but Chen Zhan didn't lift them. When she entered her room, she saw something different and took out a clean four-piece suit from the closet and put it on the bed.

He took out his old bunny pajamas to take a shower. Halfway through the shower, he didn't know if the gas was out or what, but the water suddenly became cold, and Chen Zan was freezing.

At that moment, she actually felt a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she would not have argued with Xu Jing and should have gone to meet the blind date in the afternoon.

The moment the thought came to my mind, my phone notified me that there was an incoming message.

Xu Anan sent her photos. She was currently on vacation abroad. There were a bunch of foreign male models on the beach. While showing off to Chen Zhan, she also did not forget to criticize Chen Zhan, saying that he had been abroad for so many years and didn't know how to eat well. If it were her, she would have changed eight hundred partners by now, but she was still single.

Chen Zan looked at the pitiful bucket of instant noodles in front of her. Yes, she was so busy buying sausages that how could she forget to add a braised egg?

She remembered the pitiful look the boss gave her when she was checking out.

Chen Zhan replied: "emmmm"

Xu Anan took another photo of her abdominal muscles.

Chen Zan cooperated and posted a drooling photo.

Xu Anan: "I'll bring you one in a couple of days."

Chen Zan: "Miss, you are so strong!"

Xu Anan snorted twice and then disappeared.

I followed the example of the man in the security booth downstairs and turned on the TV to play the Spring Festival Gala, which made the house seem less quiet. I had only planned to take a nap on the sofa, but I fell asleep and was still woken by the deafening fireworks outside.

Along with the bell and fireworks effects on TV indicating the end of the Spring Festival Gala host's countdown, Chen Zan's phone kept vibrating.

Zhou Jingyu's name was jumping on the screen. Chen Zan was stunned for a moment before answering the call.

"Happy New Year, Zhanzhan." Zhou Jingyu's low voice came from the other end of the phone, and in the background was the sound of fireworks exploding continuously.

Chen Zhan stretched his numb legs and said gently, "Happy New Year, Zhou Jingyu."

Zhou Jingyu looked up at the fireworks outside that flickered and suddenly asked, "Did you receive your New Year's money tonight?"

Chen Zhan stood up and poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat. Hearing this, he said helplessly, "At my age, I'm no longer suitable to receive New Year's red envelopes."

Zhou Jingyu chuckled: "Who said that? In front of me, you can get whatever you want."

Chen Zhan joked, "I think so. Is Mr. Zhou going to perform magic for me?"

Zhou Jingyu raised his lips, "It's not impossible."

Chen Zhan suddenly became interested, "Is it true?"

Zhou Jingyu suddenly asked, "Do you have the suitcase you brought back from Beijing?"

Hearing this, she suddenly remembered that one year when she went to Beijing to see the snow, she didn't know when he stuffed a red envelope in the compartment of her suitcase, saying it was her New Year's money.

But it's a pity that the suitcase is still at Director Gu's house. After all, when I went to Director Gu's hometown this morning, I didn't know that it would end in a bad mood.

Chen Zhan suddenly fell silent. Zhou Jingyu didn't urge her to go to the mezzanine to find the red envelope. He just asked casually, "What are you thinking about now?"

She came back to her senses and said, "I feel a little sorry."

Zhou Jingyu continued to ask: "What's the pity?"

Chen Zhan swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and changed his words to: "Mr. Zhou has great magical powers, can you guess?"

Zhou Jingyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Miss Chen, are you sure you want me to guess?"

Chen Zhan hummed.

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, then he raised his lips and said lazily, "I guess Miss Chen has been wronged and wants to see me."

Chen Zhan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if Zhou Jingyu knew something, but he didn't think it was possible, so he continued with the joking tone he had just used: "Mr. Zhou, you are so narcissistic."

Zhou Jingyu didn't joke with her, and suddenly asked seriously: "So, Miss Chen, do you want to see me?"

Chen Zhan's grip on the cup suddenly tightened, and he asked calmly, "Could it be that Mr. Zhou is trying to trick me into coming over again with another plane ticket?"

Zhou Jingyu seemed to be thinking of what happened that year as well, and chuckled softly, "As long as Miss Chen says she misses me, I'll send myself to Miss Chen, how about that?"

The man's low and tender voice came from the phone and penetrated into his eardrums. Chen Zan's heart was suddenly touched and he had a premonition at the same time.

Zhou Jingyu didn't say anything, but he heard the sound of the car door being pushed open and then closed.

Chen Zhan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, then began to beat wildly. She asked in surprise, "Zhou Jingyu, where are you now?"

Zhou Jingyu was playing with a lighter in his hand and asked slowly, "Ms. Chen hasn't answered my question yet."

Chen Zhan took a deep breath, and with disbelief, he spoke softly, "Zhou Jingyu, I want to see you, very much!"

When she finished saying this, the phone suddenly fell silent. After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no voice from Zhou Jingyu.

Chen Zan frowned and moved the phone away from his ear to make sure the call was still going on.

She asked again tentatively: "Zhou Jingyu? Are you still there?"

"I'm here." Zhou Jingyu's low voice sounded again, "Zhanzhan, open the door."