Chapter 85 New Year...Wishing Tree!!

Qin Shiwei sneezed.

The three of them were video chatting. Qin Shiwei sneezed and wiped it with a tissue, muttering, "I wonder who is saying bad things about me behind my back."

Nan Yu seemed to suddenly think of something and asked her, "What happened with you and that guy last time?"

"Fu Jia?" Qin Shiwei immediately denied, "I have nothing to do with him. He hurt Xiangsi back then..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Gu Xiangsi: "Even without him, we have other problems."

Gu Xiangsi spoke frankly, "Aside from being a bit old-fashioned, he's not a bad person."

"Xiangsi." Nanyu continued, "Do you want Shi Wei to be with that person who doesn't understand romance?"

When a few people get together, the topic always revolves around gossip, and they chat with each other.

Finally, the topic fell on Nanyu, who smiled and said, "As for me, I don't even know which mother-in-law's belly my true love is in."

Qin Shiwei laughed when she heard that she wanted an old cow to eat young grass, and everyone burst into laughter.

As the end of the year was approaching, Gu Xiangsi hung up the video and turned around to put up window decorations and Spring Festival couplets with Lin Xiu.

Although fireworks and firecrackers have been banned in Hong Kong, the festive atmosphere has not diminished at all.

The New Year's Eve dinner is the most important thing. Gu Xiangsi and Lin Xiu are learning how to mix the hot pot. Sea cucumbers, abalone and fish maw are piled into the big pot layer by layer, filling it up. They are asking for a good luck of "a big pot and a big bowl", expressing the hope of reunion and prosperity.

In addition to this main dish, there are also fish, chicken, hair algae, and seaweed on the reunion dinner table, all of which are auspicious dishes.

There were only the two of them at home, but luckily, their familiar neighbors had gathered together today to play mahjong, and they were celebrating New Year's Eve together in a lively atmosphere.

Everyone sat together, TVB's New Year program was playing on TV, and as they talked and laughed, the feeling of the New Year became stronger.

The atmosphere in Lin Village was lively, with several people talking and laughing. Gu Xiangsi also had a long-lost smile on his face, which was relaxed and genuine.

In the manor on the other side, Fu Sinian and his family were sitting around having the New Year's Eve dinner. The table was filled with a sumptuous hot pot and various auspicious dishes carefully prepared by the servants.

Zhou Wanrong gave red envelopes to Fu Jia and Fu Sinian, and urged them to find a partner with a smile.

After dinner, the Fu family stayed up all night as usual. The servants had already set up several mahjong tables, and everyone gathered together to play mahjong, which was very lively.

Fu Sinian leaned on the sofa, holding his cell phone in his hand.

Li Xiaoyao came closer, smiled softly, and handed over a glass of wine: "Happy New Year, Master."

Fu Sinian's slender fingers stroked the rim of the cup without even raising his eyelids: "What? Didn't your husband give you any New Year's money?"

"How could that be possible?" Li Xiaoyao said with a mischievous smile, "Isn't this just to ask for a lucky break from the young master?"

Fu Sinian sneered, casually pulled out a thick red envelope from his suit pocket and threw it over. His movements were nonchalant, but revealed a sense of noble indulgence.

Li Xiaoyao had just taken it when he heard his young master casually order: "Create a group in the CEO's office and send out some red envelopes."

"I understand." Li Xiaoyao's fingers moved quickly, and after a pause, he asked tentatively, "Then... Miss Gu?"

Fu Sinian shook the wine glass, and the amber liquid flowed under the light, reflecting the deep color of his eyes.

He glanced at Li Xiaoyao and said indifferently, "What do you think?"

Li Xiaoyao immediately understood.

Oh, so this is what the drunkard is really thinking about.

On the other side, Gu Xiangsi was leaning against the card table looking at the cards when his cell phone suddenly vibrated non-stop.

She lowered her eyes and clicked it, and a group chat called President's Office (New Year Exclusive) suddenly popped up, and then.

Fu Sinian's red envelopes fell like heavy rain, filling the entire screen in an instant.

She hovered her fingertips above the screen, frowning slightly.

When did this man become so keen on spending money?

A private message from Li Xiaoyao suddenly popped up in the dialog box: [Director Gu, the quick wins, the slow loses. Young Master is so generous (snickering)]

Gu Xiangsi snorted lightly, saying that anyone who doesn’t accept the money is a coward.

She ordered them one by one.

I collected thousands of dollars in just a few minutes.

Fu Sinian's fingertips swiped across the screen of his phone. In the CEO's office group, the screen was filled with "Happy New Year, President Fu!" and "Thank you, President Fu!"

His eyes rested on the familiar portrait.

The red envelope showed that it had been received, but there was not even an emoticon in reply.

"Tsk." He scoffed and threw his phone on the sofa.

"Si Nian! Come and help mommy learn how to play this card."

Zhou Wanrong waved at the mahjong table.

——

After thirty minutes, the game was suspended.

He leaned back on the sofa and opened his phone, and the first thing he saw on his Moments was her status.

In the photo, Gu Xiangsi is standing under an old tree at the entrance of the village, wearing a pink sweater and her long hair is slightly blown by the night wind.

She held the old lady's arm, with scattered tiled houses and dim lights behind them, and the red silk of the treetops was faintly visible at the edge of the camera.

The caption only has one line: "Tomorrow I will accompany my grandma to the wishing tree, I wish her safety and success."

Fu Sinian unconsciously stroked the side of her face in the light with his thumb, and suddenly remembered five years ago.

She also stood under the redbud tree on campus, looking back at him with fallen leaves and smiling: "Anian, I hope you can follow your heart."

How did he answer at that time?

It was like pressing someone against a tree trunk, biting her ear and saying, "My heart is with you."

——

Gu Xiangsi couldn't hold on any longer until three or four in the morning and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, her phone was filled with messages, including from Jiang Xinghe, Lu Wang, Qin Shiwei, and Nanyu. She didn't expect that there were also messages from Fu Sinian and Li Xiaoyao.

The first few people all sent Happy New Year messages, but Li Xiaoyao was different.

He first sent a long text message, talking about the incident when Gu Xiangsi encountered a drunk man in the alley, and how Fu Sinian had him killed in the end.

Only then did Gu Xiangsi remember what his colleague had said about the drunk man when he went to the company the next day. This was actually what happened.

Then came a voice message, "I'm sorry, Miss Gu. I was drunk yesterday and was playing games with the young master and the others. I wanted to tell you something that was hidden in my heart. I have no choice but to tell you the truth."

Turning the page further down, it was written by Fu Sinian, with just one simple sentence: "Happy New Year."

Gu Xiangsi felt depressed, always feeling that something was quietly changing, but she couldn't explain it clearly.

Ever since she said that she could give it a try with Lu Wang, Fu Sinian's attitude towards her seemed a little different, but it also seemed to be the same as before.

The Wishing Tree is located in Lam Village, Tai Po, Hong Kong, next to the Tin Hau Temple in the village, which was built during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the area around the wishing tree in Lam Tsuen was already bustling with activity.

Red lanterns are hung all the way from the village entrance to the eaves of the Tianhou Temple, and the warm light reflects the moving figures.

The roadside stalls were crowded together, and some people were holding golden wishing plates and shouting loudly.

Gu Xiangsi, wrapped in a pink windbreaker, moved forward with the crowd.

Many people were crowded around the small table in front of the wishing tree, their pens rustling across the red paper. After writing, they tied the paper to the oranges and threw them among the branches.

Gu Xiangsi held the wishing paper that she had prepared in advance, wrapped the knot around her fingertips a few times, and tied the orange securely.

Standing in front of the tree, I suddenly saw myself as a child, being held by my parents on either side, holding a round orange, standing on tiptoe to reach the branch and smiling.

She closed her eyes, muttered a few words, and with a slight flick of her wrist, the orange with the red paper drew an arc and hung steadily on the branch in mid-air.

Just as a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he heard voices behind him.

"Grandma, this tree is very powerful. Why don't you make a wish?" Fu Sinian supported the silver-haired woman, his voice low and gentle.

The woman patted him with a smile and said, "Aren't you young people the ones who don't believe in these things?"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, but his eyes suddenly froze.

On the other side of the tree shadows, the corner of a pink windbreaker flashed by.

Gu Xiangsi stepped back in a hurry, but her heel broke a dead branch.

There was a crisp "click" sound and her heart stopped suddenly.