Zhou Yiyang recalled last night. Apart from the overwhelming messages of congratulations on his mobile phone, the only thing left was the dinner that made them all stuffed.
He touched his stomach and suspected that he had not digested the food well after sleeping all night.
Fortunately, he had no work on New Year's Day, and there were five days left until Bai Yangyu and Guan Fei's wedding, so Zhou Yiyang had this day completely to himself.
"Brother Yang, I'm home!" Lin Xuan'er sent her a message an hour ago, along with a photo:
In the photo, Lin Xuaner is sitting on a swing under a tree, and her parents are pushing her into the air from behind.
When Zhou Yiyang saw that scene, he immediately showed a happy smile.
"It's so fun. See you on the sixth day, not the fifth!" Zhou Yiyang replied to the message immediately.
Soon, he received another message from Tang Yue:
"Brother Yang, I'm off the plane! Let me show you the snow!"
Zhou Yiyang chuckled. How come the four of them had colluded with each other and sent him a photo to make him, a lonely man, envious and jealous?
However, although Zhou Yiyang thought so, he still couldn't help but take a look at what kind of photo Tang Yue sent him.
After seeing this, Zhou Yiyang took a deep breath and showed a complicated expression.
Tang Yue actually built a snowman at the doorstep of her house that was as tall as her and even looked very similar to her.
The most amazing thing is that Tang Yue was so bored that she hung all her own luxury goods on the snowman.
At first glance, it fits Tang Yue's flamboyant personality perfectly.
"It's very pretty, I mean the snowman."
Zhou Yiyang didn't know how Tang Yue would feel after seeing her reply, but he couldn't wait to open Wang Xingrui's WeChat.
As expected, Wang Xingrui also sent him a WeChat message.
"Wow, Brother Yang, did you know that the sun is shining brightly in Shancheng today?"
As expected, she posted the photo. In the photo, she was standing alone in a wheat field with soft sunlight above her head.
Behind her, there are several children eager to enter the camera, which makes the whole picture more harmonious and interesting.
"It looks great. I must go out and get some sun when the sun comes out!"
After Zhou Yiyang sent the message, he opened the curtains of the hotel.
The sky outside is blue, but unfortunately there is no sun.
Fortunately, there is still snow.
The last WeChat message was from Su Yin. She went straight home last night. This is also the advantage of being a local.
"Brother Yang, I wonder if you're up yet? Did you have dumplings this morning? This is our family's lunch, it's very hearty!"
There are still photos. In the photos, Su Yin and Ye Kongqing are sitting together. The table is full of dishes, and Zhou Yiyang seems to smell the fragrance of the food.
This is too tempting!
Zhou Yiyang immediately replied: "No, I have to go to the hotel for a buffet dinner. I can't lose to you!"
After putting down his phone, Zhou Yiyang walked to the window, but his mood was not very good.
He suddenly thought that in the new year, he actually spent a night alone in the hotel.
This certainly didn't start out well.
He even had the urge to open WeChat and find a few young and beautiful girls to come to the hotel to accompany him.
But in the end Zhou Yiyang still held back, mainly because he was worried that he didn't know the whole story and might be set up by someone.
He stretched and decided to check out of the hotel and go back to his villa in Shencheng to sleep for another whole day.
This is the Spring Festival that a mere widower should celebrate.
Zhou Yiyang did indeed plan this and did so.
It was already afternoon when he stood at the door of his villa in Shencheng.
As the sky gradually darkened, the two villas next door were completely dark, and the former vitality was gone.
Whether it was Yue Shao and his three companions, or Luo Chen and Ling Hu, they all went home to celebrate the New Year.
Zhou Yiyang realized that he was the only one here.
"Am I being too pretentious? Wasn't it the same in previous years?" Zhou Yiyang slapped his cheeks hard before he calmed down.
"Zhou Yiyang!"
Zhou Yiyang felt that he must be exhausted, how could he have hallucinations?
Why would anyone come to see me at this time?
He continued walking forward, but heard the voice again:
"Zhou Yiyang! Wait for me!"
That voice seems a little familiar.
Zhou Yiyang turned around and found someone running in front of him at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
That person was not as tall as him, and he dyed his hair a very exaggerated blue.
After she stood in front of Zhou Yiyang breathlessly, she raised her head. There were no tears in her eyes, but sweat was streaming down her face.
"What are you standing there for? Guard the door! I'm dying of thirst!"
She looked like the host, just like when Zhou Yiyang first met her.
He smiled: "Why are you here?"
"There was a saying online a while ago: 'The world is so big, I want to go see it.'" Zhang Yiling chuckled and pointed at her blue hair. "Isn't it very fashionable?"
"It's a bit eye-catching," Zhou Yiyang said seriously, "but it suits you very well."
"That's right," Zhang Yiling followed Zhou Yiyang into the house, then skillfully opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of slippers for herself: "I am a woman who can control all colors!"
"Woman?" Zhou Yiyang found that he could no longer restrain his smile. All the pretentiousness and depression he had felt during the day disappeared because of the appearance of a person: "You are just a little girl!"
"I'm an adult this year!" Zhang Yiling shook her hair, revealing her beautiful and precocious face.
The beauty of mixed-race people is very special, giving her both the softness of the East and the heat of the West.
Zhou Yiyang looked at her like this for a long time, until he realized that this was wrong, and then he said, "Aren't you still in class?"
"I've finished all the classes I was supposed to take, so I just took a leave." Zhang Yiling raised her lips and said, "I'm Chinese, so isn't it normal to take a leave to come back for the Spring Festival?"
At this time, Zhou Yiyang shrugged helplessly and continued, "Okay, then how did you convince your mother?"
Zhang Yiling then remembered.
After listening to the song "Chasing Dreams with a Childlike Heart" last night, she began to think about going to China.
After she finished watching the entire Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Yiling could no longer ignore her inner desire.
"Mom, don't you think celebrating the Spring Festival here is particularly boring?"
The mother shook her head: "I'm used to it."
"Then I want to go back to China," Zhang Yiling stared at her mother with an unquestionable expression. "I'll just go and play for a week, and then come back."
She thought her mother would yell at her, but she just shook her head calmly: "Go ahead, just remember to come home."
Zhang Yiling looked at Zhou Yiyang and laughed, "That's why I came! Then I found out that you were the only one left in Shencheng. So I showed my mercy and came to find you, Uncle Zhou."
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