The New Year's Eve fireworks display along the banks of the Yunzhou River is extremely famous.
Even though it's still early for New Year's Eve, the riverbank is already packed with people, all vying for the best spots to watch tonight's fireworks show.
Jiang Zhan was tall and agile, so he squeezed in front, holding Lu Zhiwei's wrist and pushing forward.
They've finally secured a prime spot next to the railing.
"Sis, did you come here last year? The fireworks show here is amazing! I came with some of my roommates who didn't go home for the New Year." Jiang Zhan was in high spirits, laughing like a child.
Lu Zhiwei smiled and straightened the scarf that was crooked around Jiang Zhan's neck: "I've never seen one. Watching a fireworks show isn't that important; what's important is the people you watch it with."
Every year on New Year's Eve, the housekeeper would arrange a program for Old Mrs. Shen and the rest of the Shen family to celebrate the New Year.
Fireworks shows can be arranged right at the Shen family's old residence, so there's no need to go out and crowd the crowds.
She once tried to invite Shen Jinmo to drive out and watch the New Year's Eve fireworks show by the river.
She wasn't there to watch the show; she just wanted to walk hand in hand down the street like any ordinary couple, welcoming the New Year together.
Shen Jinmo did not agree. Instead, he made an appointment with Qi Mingli and the others to drink at the club all night and did not return home.
These things no longer stirred any emotion in Lu Zhiwei's heart.
The Lu Zhiwei of today is no longer the Lu Zhiwei who used to wait at home for her husband to come home from get off work.
She has her own life now, and more people to protect.
For example, there's her younger brother Jiang Zhan, who stood by her side to celebrate the New Year, and then there are the babies in Zhuolou who are still crying for food...
"Jiang Zhan, how are things going between you and Zhou Shuang?" Lu Zhiwei suddenly took Jiang Zhan's arm and leaned closer, wanting to gossip about her younger brother's love life.
Jiang Zhan quickly shook his head: "There's no possibility between us."
"Who was it that took time out of their busy schedule to fly abroad to listen to her final performance?"
"It's because she posted a video of a violin performance on her WeChat Moments. It looked familiar to me, and I wanted to hear it live to confirm something." Jiang Zhan's ears were a little red, and he seemed slightly shy and bashful when questioned.
"Are you sure about it?" Lu Zhiwei pressed.
"Sister, you've always known that she's the one who's been playing the violin outside my hospital room, haven't you?" Jiang Zhan frowned as he looked at Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei nodded: "Yes, I know. This girl told me to keep it from you. She said she wanted you to see for yourself what she did for you after your eyesight is restored."
Jiang Zhan could not deny that he liked the sound of Zhou Shuang playing the zither, but that was all he appreciated.
He doesn't want to be in a relationship.
Dating is quite troublesome.
Ding-dong.
His cell phone rang in his pocket.
Jiang Zhan took out his phone and saw that it was a New Year's Eve invitation from Zhou Shuang.
Want to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks show together?
Jiang Zhan was about to refuse.
Lu Zhiwei snatched his phone and replied: 【Okay.】
"Sis, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhan just wanted to spend the New Year with his sister and didn't want any other women to get involved.
“Jiang Zhan, you’ve grown up and can stand on your own now. I will gradually hand over the Lu Group to you in the future, and you will also start your own family and career. I can’t be your umbrella for life.”
Lu Zhiwei was pushing him away, but only in this way could Jiang Zhan become a true man.
Jiang Zhan also understood Lu Zhiwei's good intentions.
He bit his lip and nodded. "Okay, sister, if you want me to become that kind of person, then I will become that kind of person. I will grow into a towering tree in the future, so that I can protect you and safeguard you."
Jiang Zhan still went to meet Zhou Shuang with his phone in hand.
On the other hand, Shen Jiarui abandoned Shen Jinmo as soon as he escaped from the Shen family with her.
She took a taxi and parted ways with Shen Jinmo.
He was out fooling around on his own, so he was bound to get scolded by his parents.
But things were different when I was with Shen Jinmo.
Seeing that he ran faster than a ghost, Shen Jinmo shook his head speechlessly and drove alone to the New Year's Eve fireworks show by the river.
I looked at Jiang Zhan's WeChat Moments post from half an hour ago.
He and Lu Zhiwei both went there.
Although she may not be able to find her in the vast sea of people.
Trying your luck is an option.
Wearing a black overcoat, Shen Jinmo stood out in the crowd, pushing through the throng as he searched for Lu Zhiwei along the riverbank.
It was like finding a needle in a haystack.
It continued until ten seconds into the New Year countdown.
The crowd shouted out the time: 19, 18, 7, 6... 1.
Bang bang bang—
New Year's fireworks soared into the sky.
New Year's greetings echoed all around.
Lu Zhiwei stood by the railing.
The WeChat notifications on my phone kept coming in.
Among those who sent New Year's greetings at the appointed time were Ruan Jizhou and Jiang Zhan, who was somewhere he had arranged to meet with Zhou Shuang.
besides--
It was sent by Shen Jinmo.
Happy New Year! This is the second year since I lost you.
Shen Jinmo ultimately failed to find Lu Zhiwei in the vast sea of people.
Frustrated, he could only find a corner and stop his search.
Just before the New Year arrived, I edited this sentence and sent it to Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei remained calm upon receiving the WeChat message.
He put away his phone and did not reply to Shen Jinmo.
This is the second year since she left Shen Jinmo, and also the year she was reborn.
Everything is moving towards a better future.
Song Anran, who had already been taken back to Jiangzhou by the Song family to celebrate the New Year together, was in low spirits and sat on the sofa, boredly watching the Spring Festival Gala with her parents and Song Hanzheng.
Song Anran sent Shen Jinmo a New Year's greeting, but it went unanswered, like a stone sinking into the sea.
This was within her expectations.
He put away his phone and got up from the sofa: "Mom and Dad, brother, Happy New Year. I'm going back to my room to rest now."
Being able to hold on until this point is definitely the limit of her endurance.
"Don't worry, Ranran, look what we've prepared for you." Song's mother took out a large red envelope from behind her back and handed it to Song Anran.
"And Dad's too."
"My brother's."
Song's father and brother, Song Hanzheng, took out large red envelopes and handed them to her one after the other.
Each red envelope contained a thick wad of cash, the money representing their friendship.
"What, I'm this old and I still get New Year's money?" Song Anran was somewhat moved, but didn't dare to reach out and take it.
They forced the red envelope into her hand.
"Take it, take it. No matter how old you are, you'll always be our little princess. You'll never be short of New Year's money."
"Happy New Year, little sister. I hope you have a happy, peaceful, and joyful new year. I've cooked a late-night snack. I'll go get it for you. Eat it before you go to sleep."
Song Hanzheng turned and went inside.
Mr. and Mrs. Song pulled her aside and said some heartwarming things.
Song Anran felt somewhat embarrassed and uncomfortable.
She doesn't quite fit into this warm and gentle lifestyle.
But—it doesn't seem too bad.
At least, she seemed to have a real sense of home now.
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