Yang Xiaoyu half-armed Wan Qiu's shoulders and kissed him on the forehead.
Yang Xiaoyu thought of his past self.
Even though she always had conflicts with her parents, even though she argued with them constantly during her rebellious period, looking back now, she was also growing up under the wings of her parents.
The fifteen-year-old baby understood this precious kinship earlier than her.
"Our baby is truly the smartest baby in the world."
Yang Xiaoyu said that as a mother, she must also repay this appreciation.
"How about I take you back to my house tomorrow? Let our baby meet grandpa and grandma."
"Okay." Wan Qiu was not frustrated at all by his grandparents and was full of anticipation.
"Grandpa and grandma will love you!"
"Um!"
"Even if they don't like it, I will force them to like it."
Wan Qiu: “?”
The dead silent air in the car seemed to have returned to a relaxed atmosphere.
Yang Ze glanced at Chu Jianshu beside him from the rearview mirror. The middle-aged man, who had been looking stiff, finally relaxed a little.
Chu Jianshu said, "Mom and Dad like Wan Qiu very much, too."
Wan Qiu blinked and answered yes.
Chu Jianshu was not used to saying such sentimental things. He finally coughed and looked out the window at the night sky that was constantly being colored by the fireworks: "Are the fireworks beautiful?"
"It looks good." Wan Qiu said truthfully.
Wanqiu remembers the firecrackers his grandmother asked him to set off in the countryside.
I remember the fireworks that everyone in the neighborhood set off together.
I remember that since coming to the city, although Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai did not make any special preparations for the New Year, as long as they lay on the windowsill, they could occasionally see some neighbors setting off fireworks blooming in the sky.
Remember the sounds, remember the colors, remember the smell of fireworks.
I remember the barking of dogs frightened by the artillery fire, and the strange feeling when the fireworks hit my face.
It’s a feeling that only comes with Chinese New Year.
The vehicle did not turn home immediately, but drove towards an even more unfamiliar place.
Wan Qiu didn't know where they were going.
They stopped until they reached a more remote and open area.
"Baby, put on your clothes." Although he said that, Yang Xiaoyu still took the initiative to tidy up Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu watched eagerly as Yang Xiaoyu also tidied clothes for Chu Yigui and Yang Ze.
Yang Ze seemed to be very uncomfortable with this, because he was very tall, half bent over, and with only distant street lights and the high beams of vehicles, his expression was a little different from before.
What to do?
Wan Qiu was very confused.
The temperature was very low on winter nights, and Wan Qiu was worried that everyone would catch a cold standing here together.
Fortunately, although it is an open place, there is no cold wind blowing all the time today.
Yang went to the back seat of the car and opened the door. Wan Qiu stood at the back side of the car and saw the back seat filled with various boxes with colorful cartoons on them.
"We've already prepared it. We're going to set off firecrackers during the New Year." Yang Xiaoyu also put on a hat, "I bought a lot. Let's have a blast today!!"
Wan Qiu, who had only set off firecrackers before, looked at those beautiful fireworks in very large boxes with joy in his eyes.
Wanqiu knows how to set off fireworks and is not afraid of them.
Wan Qiu and Yang Ze lit the fuse together and ran away.
Wan Qiu suddenly threw himself into Chu Jianshu's arms, then immediately turned around and watched the fireworks flying into the sky.
The dark, starless sky was lit up by fireworks.
Playing firecrackers with Yang Xiaoyu, Wan Qiu ran in the empty space.
Amid the fireworks, Wan Qiu heard his own laughter.
Undisguised laughter.
In a trance, Wan Qiu was also thinking that he seemed to have never laughed like this before.
The colorful colors rushing into the sky joyfully welcome the arrival of the new year. They light up the night sky easily and disappear easily, but bring lasting shock to the viewers.
Amid the huge sound of cannon fire, Wan Qiu happily let out all the sounds he could.
There is no need to suppress it, nor to moan in pain.
It is a happy thing to laugh loudly and break through the shackles along with the sound of fireworks.
if you can……
Wan Qiu also hopes that he can see his present self in his memory of the past.
"Dad, mom, second brother, younger brother, and... the eldest brother who didn't come."
When the last firework extinguished its flame, Wan Qiu stood in front of several people.
Wan Qiu relaxed his smile, and in the darkness, his eyes were extremely bright.
I hope no one needs to worry anymore. Wan Qiu is very, very, very happy now.
Don't worry, he's not fragile glass.
Don't always be cautious. Be angry when you want to be angry, and be sad when you want to be sad.
He will treat his family with his own thoughts and emotions.
This is the present in which he lives.
To live recklessly and happily.
He will not let the words in his memory corrupt him, and even if he sees the world more clearly, he will remember that he is happy.
Thank the world for accepting him.
——
When Wan Qiu woke up the next day, he received many messages on his mobile phone.
Wan Qiu has very few contacts, but surprisingly everyone saved in his phone sent him a Happy New Year message.
These messages were full of prompts, and Wan Qiu looked at them one by one very carefully.
Wan Qiu could understand a simple "Happy New Year", but he would read those long blessing messages composed of festive words many times and was amazed by the literary talent that came out of them.
Wan Qiu immediately ran to wash up, and began to reply to each message according to the time.
Perhaps because he had seen those excellent New Year greetings, Wan Qiu felt that a simple "Happy New Year" was not enough to express his congratulations.
Wan Qiu held his phone in his arms, thinking hard about what kind of reply he should write to express his surprise.
"Third brother, Wanqiu, Wanqiu, open the door, big brother is back!"
Wan Qiu was awakened from his thoughts by the sound of knocking on the door and immediately went to open it.
The input box of the abandoned mobile phone was empty, without a single word written in it.
As soon as Wan Qiu opened the door, Chu Zhang's hand reached out to Wan Qiu through the open door and picked Wan Qiu up directly.
Wan Qiu subconsciously put his arms around Chu Zhang's neck, widened his eyes, and looked at Chu Zhang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Does our little angel Wan Qiu miss me?" Chu Zhang even weighed Wan Qiu's weight, "Well, it's good, it's heavy, I should eat well."
Wan Qiu was delighted to see Chu Zhang, but acted very shyly: "Hello, big brother."
"Hey, what is Wan Qiu doing?" Chu Zhang stared at Wan Qiu's face again and again.
Although he would ask Wan Qiu to send him photos every now and then, how could the photos compare to the real person!
"Replying to messages." Wan Qiu said truthfully.
"Oh, yeah, I sent you a Happy New Year message last night but you haven't replied yet. Happy New Year, Wan Qiu."
Wan Qiu's cheeks turned red, and he stammered to say something nice and nice, but after thinking for a long time, he could only utter one sentence: "New year, new good, happy new year."
Chu Zhang: "?"
"Happy New Year." Wan Qiu said it again. Unable to find anything nice to say, he tried to fill it with quantity.
Chu Zhang smiled and put Wan Qiu on the bed: "Happy New Year, Wan Qiu."
Chu Zhang looked at Wan Qiu lying on the bed. He looked worried and thoughtful so early in the morning. One should be happy on the morning of the New Year.
A day's plan begins in the morning; a year's plan begins in spring.
How can I make Wan Qiu laugh?
Chu Zhang showed an uncontrollable evil smile on his face and said, "Wan Qiu, smile."
Wan Qiu lay on the bed, revealing a shy smile with a light pink hue.
Chu Zhang took a look.
cute.
Like a peach.
Want to take a bite.
"Can't you smile a little more happily? Big brother finally comes back to accompany us Wanqiu?" Chu Zhang asked, supporting himself with his hands on both sides of Wanqiu.
Wan Qiu turned his head, not knowing why his elder brother would make such a difficult request, but...
Wan Qiu was indeed very happy to see Chu Zhang.
Wan Qiu turned sideways, holding Chu Zhang's right wrist that was propped up on the bed with both hands, tilted his head, half-closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Hehe."
When the cute young boy smiles, he is like the rising sun, gentle and dazzling, full of dependence and joy.
The soft hair fell to one side, like a ball of warm sunlight kneaded together. Chu Zhang was stunned.
"Oh, our little angel really knows how to laugh." Chu Zhang was a prankster himself, and his brother's cute smile was not acceptable, so he had to punish him, "but not enough."
Chu Zhang's hand, which was not being held, quietly began to reach out to Wan Qiu's body and suddenly grabbed it.
At this moment, Wan Qiu froze completely.
Chu Zhang noticed Wan Qiu's surprised expression and his ears gradually turning red, and his evil smile became even more intense.
"Is our Wanqiu ticklish? Is that right?" Chu Zhang said this without stopping his actions.
Wan Qiu was still trying to endure it, but his cheeks were already flushed red. His hands were tightly wrapped around Chu Zhang's right hand, but he could not avoid the attack from Chu Zhang's left hand.
“Hahahaha…” Wan Qiu couldn’t help it in the end. He laughed instinctively and struggled hard.
Wan Qiu was no match for Chu Zhang in his struggle and was tickled by Chu Zhang out of mischief.
Wan Qiu screamed softly, the feeling of being out of control was extremely strange.
"Brother?" Chu Yigui's voice suddenly sounded beside them.
Chu Zhang's hands froze, and he stopped tormenting Wan Qiu. He looked up at Chu Yigui who had come in at some point and said with a smile, "Hey, youngest brother, happy new year."
"Happy New Year, brother, welcome home." Chu Yigui turned his head to look at Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu was tormented to the point of laughing until tears came out, his bright pupils still showing a daze of being immersed in instinct.
Her face from cheeks to ears was all red, like plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter.
"I just heard my brother's voice and got a little worried." Chu Yigui turned his head and said, "I'll go to the restaurant first."
However, just as Chu Yigui was about to leave, Wan Qiu suddenly grabbed his hand.
Wan Qiu was held in Chu Zhang's arms, but he tried hard to hold Chu Yigui.
Wan Qiu couldn't bear the strange feeling that made him laugh uncontrollably.
Chu Yigui lowered his eyes and said, "Brother, don't go too far. It's not good for your health to laugh like this all the time."
Chu Zhang straightened up and raised his hands in surrender: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Oh, youngest brother, I'm really worried about Wan Qiu. Don't worry, it's not a porcelain doll."
Wan Qiu sat up. He was still sweating a little early in the morning and his breathing was a little rapid, but probably because of laughing, he was in a good mood.
Chu Zhang sat aside and asked, "Did you just finish your exercise? Don't you want to take a break during the New Year?"
"It can't compare to my brother's efforts."
Chu Zhang also works out in order to maintain a perfect image on the screen at any time. Of course, he also has to keep his body in shape, wear clothes that look good, and show off his body, so he feels relaxed when he holds Wan Qiu.
"You are only a few years old, don't work so hard, you are still growing, don't be so anxious to train your muscles before your body is fully developed." Chu Zhang rested one hand on his leg carelessly, "But you are tall enough, so proper exercise is still fine."
"Thank you for your concern, brother." Chu Yigui said.
"Go back and change your clothes. It's almost time for breakfast. You said you want to go back to your mom's house today."
"Yeah." Chu Yigui glanced at Wan Qiu and said before leaving, "Brother, see you later."
Wan Qiu blinked, his eyes staying on Chu Yigui's departing figure, without looking away until he disappeared through the door and could no longer be seen.
Chu Zhang watched the interaction between Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui. It wasn't that intimate, but he still vaguely sensed that it was slightly different from before.
We became intimate.
When did it start?
Who started it?
Was it because of the impact on Wan Qiu's concept last time? Could it be that Chu Yigui took advantage of the situation?
Chu Zhang looked at Wan Qiu. His third brother's eyes were still clear and bright, without any haze in them.
Even though he knew how he was treated, he was still able to maintain this gaze.
Is it because he doesn’t understand yet, or is it because he understands but doesn’t care?
Chu Zhang didn't understand Wan Qiu.
He inherited Yang Xiaoyu's character, holding grudges and seeking revenge.
If this happened to him...
"Wan Qiu isn't going to reply to the message?" Chu Zhang came back to his senses and brought Wan Qiu back to consciousness, preventing him from focusing any more on Chu Yigui.
Wan Qiu woke up as if from a dream, and grabbed the phone beside him, wanting to continue replying.
Chu Zhang turned his head and watched Wan Qiu replying to the message of "Happy New Year" for a long time, but he couldn't type a single word.
"What's wrong? Just reply with Happy New Year." Chu Zhang said.
Wan Qiu shook his head: "I want to reply better."
Wan Qiu opened the messages that had been sent previously with very beautiful words and showed them to Chu Zhang.
Chu Zhang raised his eyebrows. Isn’t this just a simple copy and paste message?
Does Wan Qiu think it was typed by hand?
Chu Zhang once again showed a malicious smile, took out his mobile phone and searched for some New Year text messages: "Big brother is also good at writing such messages, big brother will read them to you... write a few?"
As expected, Chu Zhang received Wan Qiu's gaze, which looked at him brightly, full of admiration and expectation.
Chu Zhang coughed, looked at the text message he was searching for, and said, "Celebrating the New Year with flowers and clusters of flowers..."
Wan Qiu listened to Chu Zhang's pleasant voice saying those catchy New Year greetings, his eyes were filled with amazement, and his admiration for Chu Zhang was beyond words.
"That's amazing. Big brother is really great at everything he does." After listening, Wan Qiu said seriously, "I also want to give everyone nice New Year's greetings."
Chu Zhang originally wanted to say that these were all ready-made blessings that could be copied, pasted and forwarded directly, but when he saw Wan Qiu's serious face, he couldn't say these words.
For Wan Qiu, this must be a message sent with sincere blessings.
It would be better if I didn’t let Wan Qiu down too much.
"New Year's greetings are all about the thought." Chu Zhang supported himself on the bed and patted Wan Qiu's back. "As long as it's a sincere message, no matter what you send, others will be happy."
Chu Zhang’s words always had special meaning to Wan Qiu. They gave Wan Qiu direction, and his hands, which had been stagnant, stopped shaking.
Chu Zhang raised his eyebrows as he watched Wan Qiu start to send messages skillfully. If he said it sincerely, could he send a message so quickly?
Wan Qiu typed slowly. His clumsy fingers poked at the screen again and again. He curled up into a ball and edited the message carefully.
Chu Zhang took out his cell phone and took several photos of the serious Wan Qiu from different angles. Wan Qiu, who was immersed in editing text messages, didn't notice at all.
In the middle of the filming, Chu Zhang suddenly received a special reminder, and Wan Qiu's reply was displayed on his mobile phone.
Wan Qiu: I hope that my brother will be beautiful, smile often, wear nice clothes, eat delicious fruits, not get sick, and come home often in the new year.
Chu Zhang looked at the simple New Year's greeting without any rhyme, and looked at Wan Qiu who was still carefully editing the New Year's greetings for others.
It’s as if you went into a shopping mall during the Chinese New Year and received a lot of small gifts, and then tried hard with your clumsy hands to wrap up a carefully selected gift, wanting to give a gift in return.
Chu Zhang suddenly felt that his thoughts might be too arrogant.
Maybe just receiving the message is a sign of a good relationship?
There is no flattery or conflict of interest in Wanqiu's social interactions. Even the purest copy-paste and forwarded blessings are sincere.
Chu Zhang suddenly hugged Wan Qiu and kissed him on the cheek.
Wan Qiu looked up blankly at Chu Zhang.
"This is to let Wanqiu bring me a little bit of blessing." Chu Zhang smiled carelessly, "May I be healthy, beautiful, well-fed and well-clothed in the new year!"
Wan Qiu blinked, nodded, lowered his head and continued editing the information.
But he raised his head again, moved closer to Chu Zhang, and kissed him on the cheek while Chu Zhang was stunned.
Chu Zhang’s eyes widened.
“Hahahahahahaha.” Chu Zhang laughed out loud, lying on Wan Qiu’s soft bed, covering his eyes with one hand, “I will definitely have good luck this year.”
Wan Qiu listened to the three words "good luck" and then edited them into the next New Year's greeting.
——
This time when we went to the Yang family, everyone was present.
The driver went home on vacation, and this time they directly changed to a nanny car, and Yang was still the driver.
Chu Zhang asked to sit and chat with his third brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and refused to give up his seat.
In the end, Yang Xiaoyu gave up his seat next to Wan Qiu.
"Wan Qiu, guess what your grandparents are like?" Chu Zhang asked.
"Is... the same as mother?" Wan Qiu tried hard to imagine in his mind what Yang Xiaoyu would look like when he was old.
"Wanqiu, when you see your grandparents, remember to ask them for New Year's money!" Chu Zhang said.
After Wan Qiu came back from his grandparents' house, Chu Jianshu gave Wan Qiu a red envelope, saying it was New Year's money.
Wan Qiu took the red envelope at that time, but he was trying hard to think about the meaning of New Year's money. He seemed to have heard of it before, but it seemed that he was not quite clear.
But there is a lot of money in the red envelope.
There was such a thick pile of money that Wan Qiu felt it was too high when he put it under the bed. Finally, he had no choice but to put all the money he had saved so far in a white handkerchief and hid it in the innermost part of the bedside table.
If he gets new lucky money again...
"Wanqiu, is there anything you want to buy with your New Year's money?" Chu Zhang asked.
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"Don't you have anything you want at all?" Chu Zhang found it unbelievable.
Wan Qiu tried hard to think about it, but there was no answer.
"Then what are you saving your money for? To be a hamster?" Chu Zhang taught Wan Qiu solemnly, "Money is meant to be spent. It is something you can control and it is the capital you can use to do whatever you want. Otherwise, what are you going to do with it?"
Wan Qiu nodded seriously.
"So what does Wanqiu want to do, what does he want to buy?" Chu Zhang asked.
Wan Qiu shook his head again.
Chu Zhang: "..."
As long as Chu Zhang is around, the atmosphere in the car will never be quiet.
But Wan Qiu was always answering Chu Zhang's questions, regardless of whether he could answer them or not.
Occasionally, Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu would talk to each other, and even Yang Ze would pay attention to his family's conversations from time to time.
But Yang Ze noticed that Chu Yigui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was looking quietly ahead with a calm expression, and would not be shaken by any conversation in the back seat of the car.
He was so calm that he seemed isolated from the world and had no interest in anything around him.
Yang Ze felt that Chu Yigui was like this very rare, so he did not interrupt at any time and did not express any opinions.
After getting off the car, they arrived at a high-rise building. Several people found a parking space, got out of the car and went to the elevator together.
Chu Yigui followed everyone, and suddenly he felt a warm hand holding his fingers.
Chu Yigui turned his head and the person standing next to him was undoubtedly Wan Qiu.
Even though his attention was still attracted by the chattering Chu Zhang, Wan Qiu subconsciously held Chu Yigui's hand.
It was as if Wan Qiu would hold his hand no matter where they were.
Chu Yigui noticed Chu Zhang's eyes at this time.
Or perhaps Chu Zhang deliberately let Chu Yigui see it.
Chu Zhang's hand rested lightly on Wan Qiu's shoulder, and his half-hug gesture clearly marked Wan Qiu as being within his territory without making a sound.
There was no warning, but there was defense.
If it were usual, perhaps Chu Yigui would avoid Chu Zhang, let go of Wan Qiu's hand, and go to a place where he would not attract attention.
He has always done this.
In front of the two future heirs of the Chu family and the Yang family, we must ensure sufficient respect and keep a low profile.
But now, Chu Yigui just looked away and didn't do anything.
Wan Qiu still held his hand.
It's like a baby who only has instincts. After tasting sweetness for the first time, he can no longer give up sweetness, and is even so obsessed that he refuses all non-sweet foods.
Chu Zhang was a little surprised.
Wan Qiu's unconscious intimacy and Chu Yigui's refusal to reject were both fresh.
Chu Yigui, who had always been like a smooth ball, actually had a small gap one day. He was found by Wan Qiu, who filled him in.
Although it doesn't quite fit.
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