On New Year's Eve, Yu Qinghuan got up before dawn.
First, she counted the gifts she was going to bring to the Huo family, then she washed up and took great pains to choose clothes to wear in the evening. Busy and busy, like a little ant on a rainy day, walking back and forth.
Huo Qu didn't know what he was doing and couldn't help. He sat on the bed with his back straight, his hands placed obediently on his legs, his eyes following Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan picked out a very formal suit and looked back at Huo Qu.
He opened his mouth, then turned away helplessly.
Forget it, it’s useless to ask him.
I carefully filtered the candidates for consultation in my mind. Zhao Rui definitely can't do that. He usually wants to put a sack on himself. Yu Xin is even worse. Ruirui thinks the clothes he chooses for her are ugly and refuses to wear them.
Then... the only one left who has normal aesthetic sense is Zhao Qingyuan.
He asked Huo Qu to sit on a chair nearby, spread out his clothes all over the bed, took photos of them one by one and sent them to Zhao Qingyuan.
"Which one is better?"
Perhaps because he was looking at it very carefully, five minutes passed before Zhao Qingyuan replied: "The second one."
"good."
It was a black long trench coat custom-made by Ada. It was neither too formal like a suit nor too casual like casual wear. It was perfect to wear when visiting the Huo family.
Yu Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Following Huo Qu's example, she hung the clothes on the bed according to color and sent a thank you message to Zhao Qingyuan.
"Thank you. The choice gave me a headache."
Zhao Qingyuan replied: "What are you doing?"
Yu Qinghuan thought about it and told the truth: "Let's go to the Huo family tonight."
Zhao Qingyuan: "Oh, yes, you told me before, I forgot."
He was quite interested in Yu Qinghuan's meeting with her parents, and because typing was too slow, he just called her. He excitedly pulled Yu Qinghuan to talk about this and that, from the time they entered the door until they went to bed at night. If you didn't know, you would think that the person who went home with Huo Qu was him.
At the end, he even said to Yu Qinghuan: "How about I take you there? You haven't got your driver's license yet, and Huo Qu can't drive either. Isn't this exactly what you need a driver?"
Ready to try, eager to give it a try.
Yu Qinghuan said with a paralyzed face: "Thank you, but it's not necessary. Yu Xin will take us there."
Zhao Qingyuan persisted, laughing obscenely: "Why bother the agent with personal matters? It would be more appropriate for me to go, what do you think, Qinghuan?"
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
The expression on Yu Qinghuan's face was hard to describe: "Qing Yuan, you really row a boat without oars..."
Zhao Qingyuan: “???”
Zhao Qingyuan: "What do you mean?"
Yu Qinghuan: "My whole life depends on traveling."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
After finally getting rid of Zhao Qingyuan, Yu Qinghuan hung up the phone.
Even though he had met Huo's parents more than once, he was still a little nervous when he visited them for the first time. It was finally afternoon, and I got into Yu Xin's car and set off for the Huo family with Huo Qu.
The Huo family had been waiting for them at home for a long time. As soon as the doorbell rang, the door was opened from the inside.
"Qinghuan is here," Mrs. Huo smiled and let them in. She took a pair of slippers for Yu Qinghuan from the shoe rack and said, "Change your shoes first."
"Thank you, Auntie," Yu Qinghuan thanked her somewhat flatteredly, and handed the gift in her hand to Mother Huo: "I didn't know what you and my uncle liked, so I bought some according to my ideas."
Then he stepped aside to let Huo Qu come up, took the bouquet of flowers from his hand, and handed it to him, "This is for you."
"You're here, so why bring a gift?" Mrs. Huo said to him in a reproachful tone and reached out to take the gift. When I looked up and saw the bunch of gorgeous flowers, my eyes suddenly lit up.
"Qing Huan is so thoughtful."
He lowered his head and sniffed, then asked Huo Rong to entertain Yu Qinghuan, and happily went upstairs to find a vase to put the flowers in.
"Come in and sit down," Huo Rong led Yu Qinghuan to the sofa and poured him a cup of tea. Huo's father put down the newspaper in his hand and said to Yu Qinghuan with a smile, "It's cold outside, drink some tea to warm yourself up."
Yu Qinghuan nodded, "It's a bit cold, but we didn't get frozen since we came here by car."
Although Mr. Huo looked serious, he was not a difficult person to get along with. In particular, he was afraid that Yu Qinghuan would be nervous, so he was much gentler than usual. The two of them had a lot of topics to talk about, from family matters to literary epics, which made Huo Rong's jaw drop.
When did his father become so gentle? You know, all of their sons, except San'er, were beaten by him since they were young. How come when it came to Yu Qinghuan, the torrential rain turned into a gentle drizzle!
At this time, Huo's mother finally came down from the upstairs, holding a large, delicate, transparent vase in her hands, with a happy expression on her face. "I haven't received flowers in years," she looked at Huo Rong, "What's the use of having you sons!"
Before coming to the Huo family, Yu Qinghuan thought about the gift issue for a long time. The Huo family had everything they needed, so no matter what he gave, it would just be icing on the cake and not have much meaning.
After browsing a lot of useful information online, I finally decided on a gift for Huo's mother, which was a set of jewelry made of natural pearls and a bouquet of flowers. The gift doesn't seem too light and looks thoughtful. What was given to Huo's father was a bottle of top-quality wine obtained through Zhao Qingyuan's connections.
Hearing this, Huo Rong rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, we are all useless, only Yu Qinghuan is useful."
"That's right," Mrs. Huo put the vase on the coffee table in the living room and admired it for a while. Then she raised her head with a smile and said to Yu Qinghuan, "The meal will be ready soon. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to fill your stomach?"
Yu Qinghuan shook her head, "Thank you, Auntie. I'm not hungry." After a pause, she asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"No need," Mrs. Huo waved her hand, "Just wait and eat."
The Huo family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was very sumptuous. Not only that, but Yu Qinghuan’s taste was also taken into consideration, with many spicy dishes on the table. Mother Huo was afraid that he wouldn't dare to eat freely, so she kept picking up food for Yu Qinghuan.
"Miaomiao," Father Huo suddenly called Mrs. Huo at this time, "I remember the kitchen made a dish of Dongpo pork tonight, why didn't you serve it?"
"Hey?" Mother Huo put down her chopsticks. "I'll go take a look."
"I finally took the initiative to order a dish, but it was left out," Father Huo shook his head and followed Mother Huo, "I'll go take a look too."
"Old Huo, when did you order the dishes? How come I didn't know?" Mother Huo asked Father Huo in a somewhat curious tone as they walked.
Mr. Huo didn't answer, but pulled her to a corner and said, "I didn't order any food, I just found an excuse to pull you out."
"how?"
"You are too enthusiastic towards Qing Huan," Mr. Huo sighed, "It makes the child a little uncomfortable. You should restrain yourself a little."
Mrs. Huo was stunned. "I, I just want him to treat our home as his own."
Father Huo shook his head. "You should treat Qinghuan the same way you treat your sons. You can be a little nicer, but don't be too nice." He paused and added, "When the eldest and the second are eating at home, will you keep picking up food for them?"
Mother Huo blurted out: "Of course not!"
Father Huo said, "So the more you act like this, the more it looks like Qing Huan is a guest."
Mother Huo hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded, "I understand."
After that, Huo's mother treated Yu Qinghuan much more naturally, and Yu Qinghuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
After the family happily finished their meal, they sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala while chatting.
Occasionally, Huo's mother would point at the TV screen and ask Yu Qinghuan if she knew any gossip about these celebrities. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
When it was almost midnight, the two elders of the Huo family went upstairs to rest, leaving the home court to the young people like Yu Qinghuan.
They had almost finished watching the Spring Festival Gala, and as time went by, Huo Qu became more and more restless, so they all went back to their rooms.
This was Yu Qinghuan's first time to come to Huo Qu's room, but everything he saw was in a style that was very familiar to him.
Everything was tidy, there was not a single wrinkle on the bed, and even the quilt was folded neatly.
"Go wash up first, we'll go to bed soon," Yu Qinghuan pushed Huo Qu and closed the door casually.
Huo Qu nodded and just took a step forward when a whistling explosion suddenly sounded outside the window. It was the unique sound of fireworks going up to the sky.
Fireworks have been banned in the city, but the Huo family villa area is not in the city, so every year people set off fireworks along the river bend.
The two of them couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound. Huge jellyfish fireworks slowly bloomed in the black night sky, so bright that it seemed to have gathered the brightest stars in the Milky Way. The glow was so colorful that the moonlight seemed dim.
This was the second New Year he and Huo Qu had spent together.
Yu Qinghuan curled her eyes. They would do the same for countless New Years to come, eating New Year’s Eve dinner and watching fireworks together.
Huo Qu suddenly called him, "Qing Huan."
Yu Qinghuan raised his head and smiled, "Why..."
Huo Qu reached out and held the back of his head, lifted his head slightly upwards, then lowered his head and kissed him.
This was the most tender kiss they had ever had. Yu Qinghuan's chest was throbbing, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and a moist red ran down her cheeks and extended to her ears.
It was as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving only him and Huo Qu.
This feeling was so good that he couldn't help but put his arms around Huo Qu's waist. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. It was Huo Rong: "I'm here to bring you a fruit platter."
Yu Qinghuan pushed Huo Qu away in panic, and tried to hold onto the table behind him, but accidentally dropped the cup of water on it to the ground.
Because Huo Qu didn't allow anyone to enter his room, he placed a small table at his door to make it convenient for his family to send him things. Before Huo Qu came back, Huo's mother had asked Aunt Li to fill the cup with water as per her usual practice.
With a bang, the cup fell to the ground. Fortunately, it did not break, but the water splashed all over Yu Qinghuan's feet.
"It's okay," Yu Qinghuan said to Huo Qu after taking a deep breath, then opened the door and took the fruit plate. "Thank you."
"Don't be polite. You should go to bed early too." Huo Rong waved his hand and quickly turned and left.
Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and put the fruit plate on the table. Just as he was about to pick up the cup, Huo Qu had already taken action.
"I'll wash the cup later and pour you a glass." Yu Qinghuan casually put a piece of apple into his mouth and said to Huo.
Huo Qu nodded indifferently, looked at Yu Qinghuan, and then looked at the ground. Suddenly he took a few tissues from the table and squatted down.
Yu Qinghuan thought he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder again and couldn't stand seeing water on the ground. Just as he was about to tease him, Huo Qu reached out and grabbed his ankle, "Take it off."
The cotton slippers were already half wet, but Yu Qinghuan was so nervous that she didn't notice it. Unexpectedly, Huo Qu noticed it.
Not getting a response, Huo Qu looked up at him: "Qing Huan?"
Yu Qinghuan felt both sour and sweet in her heart. She lifted her legs slightly and pulled her feet out of her slippers.
The floor was warm and it wasn't cold at all when I walked on it barefoot. Yu Qinghuan didn't know this, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He curled his toes and wanted to ask Huo Qu if he had new slippers in his room, but Huo Qu had already lowered his head again, carefully and clumsily helping him wipe the water droplets that splashed on his ankles.
Yu Qinghuan stared at his whorl of hair in a daze, and felt that her chest was like a sail filled with wind, swelling and expanding.
How could this person be so good? He should be like many geniuses, high above everyone else and not interested in anything. But now, for him, even such small things can be noticed at the first moment.
"Huo Qu..." His eyes were slightly red, and he murmured his name. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly his vision blurred and something fell out of Huo Qu's trouser pocket.
A cell phone and two condoms.
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Yu Qinghuan: “???”
I am most afraid of the air suddenly becoming quiet.
All the emotions were gone in an instant. Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath, pulled her ankle out of his hand angrily, and gritted her teeth, "Huo Qu!"
He just came back for a meal and brought that kind of thing with him? !
Is he crazy? !
Or is there some indescribable preference? !
"What are you doing with that thing?" Yu Qinghuan looked at him with a dark face, "Is there nothing else on your mind except that kind of thing?"
"I didn't." Huo Qu retorted in a low voice. Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was getting angrier and angrier and even tried to leave, Huo Qu quickly hugged his thigh and rubbed against it like a puppy. He said aggrievedly, "I just... want to be closer to you every day."
This short sentence was like ice water falling from the sky, suddenly extinguishing the anger in Yu Qinghuan's heart.
He paused for a moment, sighed helplessly, bent down and touched Huo Qu's head which was lowered due to frustration.
What else can I do? Of course I chose to let him do it.
"Huo Qu."
"kindness?"
"Come home with me in a few days. I mean Taoxiang. I'll take you to burn incense for my parents."
"good."
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