Although he was unfortunately crushed by his older brother, Lu had a good attitude. After all, he was the older brother. Being crushed... well, that's normal, that's normal, boohoo!
Wu Lin, who knew nothing about anything, just wanted to sit in a corner and pretend to be a mushroom. He couldn't even beat a cat. It seemed he would have to eat a few more dumplings later to soothe his wounded heart.
Looking at the dumplings with different colors and flavors that had been cooked, Grandpa Lu was the first to pick up his chopsticks.
She picked up one of her favorite crab roe dumplings and placed it in Lu Yulan's bowl.
"Lanlan, you've worked so hard this year. Thank you for making so many delicious meals for us."
The others also picked up their favorite dumplings and put them into Lu Yulan's bowl.
"Thank you, Sister Lan."
"Thank you, Aunt Lan."
"Thank you, Lanlan."
Different titles, but the same feelings. Looking at the bowl that was full in an instant, Lu Yulan couldn't help but feel her eyes redden.
At the turn of the new year, people are always filled with emotion.
"Thank you, Grandpa Lu, for your continued support. Thank you everyone for your help. I couldn't have accomplished all of this without you."
He then put one dumpling on each of their plates, and in the end, they had to cook three pots of dumplings before they were all eaten.
The empire's capital has an incredibly splendid New Year's Eve party, but Lu Yulan's place also has one. Around the bonfire at the courtyard gate, Xiao Le'er learns dances from the performing arts school, Lu's younger brother does figure skating, and Lu Yulan and Wu Lin goof around together.
Chu Rui was a bit reserved, and simply made a peace knot for each person using plants.
The group drank all the strawberry wine they had in stock.
When Lu Yulan returned to the bedroom, she wasn't actually very drunk. After all, it was her first time and her body wasn't used to it. The alcohol content of this fruit wine was too low, and she sobered up quickly.
But she's very happy today. It's probably her first year in StarCraft, and she's had a good time.
I was surrounded by countless friends and family members—yes, family.
Climbing on the fence, looking at the still-burning fire in the yard, his eyes were a little dazed.
“Lu Yuanhong, if you don’t come back soon, I’ll… stop liking you. No, I’ll just like you a tiny little bit less, just a tiny little bit.”
I have so many happy things to share with you, why haven't you shown up yet? It's because the spark of love you ignited is about to be extinguished.
Lu Yulan's voice was extremely low, almost a whisper, but Lu Yuanhong, who was beside her, could hear it clearly.
From his current angle, he could see that Lu Yulan's eyes and brows had matured. She was no longer the little girl who was afraid of pain and the dark. Her increasingly clear eyes and brows were gradually revealing her charm to the world, and in a moment of inadvertence, she caught his eye and he could no longer look away.
She sighed softly, then leaped onto Lu Yulan's shoulder, as lightly as if it weighed nothing at all.
"You're drunk, let's go back to the room."
That familiar, clear, and gentle voice made Lu Yulan follow him involuntarily as she slowly lay down in bed.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Lu Yulan obediently closed her eyes, as if she had entered another world.
On the azure seashore, wisps of white clouds drift across the sky where the water meets the sky.
The waves gently lapped at her feet; the white sand was fine, and the seawater was tender.
Not far away, a figure in a white military uniform stood with his back to her.
"Come here, Lanlan."
Consciousness seemed to be present, yet also seemed not to exist; hands and feet moved closer step by step, following the other person's movements.
My heart seemed to have gone mad; even my breathing was so quiet I could hear it with every breath.
A soft response, perhaps a fleeting silhouette passing by.
"kindness."
Lu Yuanhong looked at the girl who came to his side; her figure was like fire, and her long, bright red dress swayed in the wind.
Was this just Lu Yulan's dream, or her own fantasy...?
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