It was 10 p.m. at the Duan family's residence.
By this time, everyone had finished eating and several mahjong tables had been set up in the main room. This year, Luo Qingyuan was at the mahjong table, and Duan Ye moved a stool and sat down next to her, watching with great interest.
There were four people at the table. Duan Ye's table consisted of Luo Qingyuan, Liang Mo, Shen Niannian, and Liang Mo's mother.
Duan Ze called to Duan Ye from the next table, "What are you doing following your wife? Come and play with us..."
Duan Ye: "I'm not going, I don't have any money."
Duan Ze stared at the pile of hundred-yuan bills in his hand with a dark expression: "Then what's that in your hand?"
Duan Ye ignored him. This was money his wife had won; if he didn't take it, who would?
Luo Qingyuan said helplessly, "Go ahead and play. If you win, it's yours."
Duan Ye laughed: "So you mean if I lose, it's on you?"
Luo Qingyuan didn't look at him, but calmly nodded: "Mm."
Duan Ye was immediately delighted. It just goes to show how simple it is for men to find happiness.
So, Duan Ye decisively took all the RMB in front of Luo Qingyuan, grabbed his little stool, and went to find Duan Ze: "Coming, coming, we're one short for mahjong, aren't we? Coming right now..."
Duan Jiancheng said with a dark face, "We don't need you."
Duan Ye consciously sat down on the other side: "We're short of people, one more of me is just right..."
The main room was bustling with activity, the sounds of mahjong tiles clattering everywhere.
Both pregnant women, Shen Niannian and Liang Mo, were very happy.
Ding Yifen and Miao Suzhen sat in front of the TV watching TV, while Liang Yin curled up on the sofa playing King of Glory. The family was having a great time, and they were just waiting for the next year when they could have two more little ones in the family.
Meanwhile, Nanxing was in the dressing room on stage, quietly looking at her phone. The screen showed her chat history with Duan Ye, a long, long time ago.
Just as Nanxing was lost in thought, a fair hand took the phone from her hand.
Nanxing then came to her senses, looked up, and saw a familiar face.
Chen Doudou.
Nanxing smiled and said, "Doudou, you're here."
Chen Doudou locked the phone and handed it to her, saying, "Nanxing, it may sound cruel, but you chose this path yourself. Duan Ye is already married. You can't be stuck in the past. You need to have your own life. Do you understand?"
DouDou has always been very clear-headed. Whether it was during her student days or now, DouDou has always been the only person by her side.
Nanxing looked away: "I know, but I'm just following my own path, aren't I?"
Chen Doudou said helplessly, "Then why do you still want to see him? Tonight is New Year's Eve, he's spending it with his wife. Nanxing, what are you hoping for?"
Nanxing fell silent.
Yes, what is she hoping for?
Chen Doudou: "Because he used to be with you every New Year's Eve, so you're not used to it now?"
"Nanxing, is this the first time Duan Ye hasn't spent New Year's Eve with you?"
"During the two years he was with Ye Nuan, he spent time with her. Did you think of him on New Year's Eve back then?"
Nanxing was taken aback, then lowered his head.
Chen Doudou felt very reluctant, but Nanxing needed to start his own life.
Duan Ye's wife is no ordinary person either. No man would easily give up someone as outstanding and powerful as her who is devoted to Duan Ye.
Despite the twists and turns at the beginning, this is how it ended.
“Nanxing, giving him up and pushing him away are your choices. No matter how much pain you are in now, you have to endure it. In this world, some people can get back together with others, and some people can’t.”
"You can't send this message."
After thinking about it, Chen Doudou still took Nanxing's phone away.
"I'll give it to you after you come off the stage tonight during the live New Year's Eve broadcast."
After saying that, Chen Doudou turned to leave.
Nanxing stopped her, saying, "I just wanted to say Happy New Year."
Chen Doudou squatted down and found that tears were already hanging on Nanxing's delicate face.
Chen Doudou's eyes were full of heartache, but she still picked up the paper on the table, squatted down, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
She said, "Nanxing, I don't advise you to accept anyone other than Duan Ye right now. If you really can't let go, then go to a higher and farther place, and let your photos and videos appear on TV, short videos, and advertising screens everywhere."
He will remember you for the rest of his life.
"No matter how much your past is forgotten decades later, at least when he thinks of you, the you in his memory will be the most beautiful."
Nanxing's heart ached. She didn't understand why everything had changed in just one year.
Chen Doudou is the person who understands Nanxing the most in the world. What Nanxing didn't say, Chen Doudou replied to her in this way.
“It’s not just one year; it’s been more than three years since you rejected him.”
"Tonight is New Year's Eve, and everyone will be sitting in front of the TV counting down to the new year with you. Maybe he'll be there too?"
"Nanxing, are you going to see him with red eyes?"
Nanxing looked up, and her face was different from the naive and innocent look of her student days. Now it was more mature and sweet. Having experienced these things, Nanxing had a kind of broken beauty that made people want to protect her.
Nanxing curled her lips and said, "No."
On stage, she must be the most beautiful.
Duan Ye used to never miss any of her videos, and although she doesn't anymore, she still wants to show her best self.
Chen Doudou sighed, "I'll go call the makeup artist."
Nanxing: "Thank you, Doudou."
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