Mu Wenxi: "My supervisor has decided to give me a raise."
A colleague congratulated him: "That's great! Look around the company, who works as hard as you? You deserve a raise, but shouldn't you give us something in return?"
Mu Wenxi raised an eyebrow: "Oh, no problem, I'll treat you to coffee later, okay?"
Her colleague nudged her shoulder: "That's more like it, but it's almost Chinese New Year, I'm looking forward to the company's benefits this year."
Wen Xi: "They'll give out perks too?"
Colleague: "Yes, it was sent before."
A few days later, the company indeed distributed New Year's benefits, and some employees helped carry fruit.
Each employee of the company receives two boxes of fruit, a box of milk, a barrel of oil, a bag of rice, and so on.
Mu Wenxi and Song Xici loaded their things into the car and saw their colleague getting ready to ride an electric scooter.
Do you need any help?
My colleague waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you guys go ahead. I'll take care of it over a few days."
She wouldn't be a third wheel. Watching Mu Wenxi and Song Xici walk away, she felt a strong urge to have someone by her side.
The Lunar New Year was fast approaching, and before the holiday, the supervisor came to say to everyone, "Wishing you all a Happy New Year in advance!"
Looking at the empty room, Mu Wenxi felt that the New Year should still have some festive atmosphere. She asked Song Xici if they wanted to go to the supermarket, and the two decided to go to the supermarket together to buy some things for the New Year.
Holding up the Spring Festival couplets and paper-cut window decorations on the shelf, she asked the person next to her, "These couplets are nice, I'll buy one to put on the door."
Suddenly the phone rang. Mu Wenxi looked at her phone and said to Song Xici, "It's my mom calling."
Song Xici nodded, took the Spring Festival couplets from her hand, and put them in the shopping cart.
A slightly indifferent voice came from the phone: "Wenxi, are you going to spend the New Year with us this year?"
Mu Wenxi shook his head: "No need, you guys can live on your own, I have someone to live with."
"Who are you? Haven't you come back to see us all these years?"
Mu Wenxi's expression was indifferent: "This is none of your business. What are you looking at? You haven't contacted me in all these years. Do you expect me to come and see you having such a good time?"
How can you talk like that!
After exchanging only a few words, Mu Wenxi hung up the phone. Seeing her troubled expression, Song Xici asked, "What's wrong?"
Mu Wenxi: "My mom wants me to spend the Chinese New Year at their house."
Song Xici noticed her emotions and tried to soothe her: "If you don't want to go, then don't go."
Mu Wenxi: "Actually, I had been there before, but I will never forget the scene of my first visit."
Song Xici pushed the cart and let Wen Xi walk inside.
As Wen Xi walked, she said, "I was in junior high school then, and it was the first time I went to her house for dinner. It was the first time I met my half-brother. Can you imagine? They had only been divorced for a few years, and her son was already several years old. She kept putting food on the little boy's plate, and I just felt out of place."
Song Xici put his arm around Wen Xi with heartache: "Let's go, we've passed by, let's go buy some delicious food."
Mu Wenxi immediately put her worries to the back of her mind and pinched his cheek: "What do you want to eat?"
Song Xici pretended to hiss and said, "I'll eat whatever you eat."
The two playfully bickered as they walked towards the payment area.
Song Xici: "I'll pay. You go wait over there."
Mu Wenxi: "Okay, then I'll go over there first."
Song Xici nodded and, taking advantage of her inattention, picked up something from the table, then awkwardly covered his mouth with his hand and coughed.
The cashier seemed unfazed.
The two of them, all lovey-dovey, each carrying a bag, left the supermarket.
When Mu Wenxi got home, she took the things out of the bag.
“Song Xi Ci”.
Hearing the shouts, he immediately ran out: "What's wrong?"
Mu Wenxi pointed to the contents of the bag: "Did you buy this?"
Song Xici thought to himself, "Oh no, I forgot about this." He coughed and his face gradually turned red: "I bought it."
Mu Wenxi looked at him teasingly, and Song Xici, enraged, picked up Mu Wenxi.
"Put me down, what are you doing?"
Song Xici: "Don't call out, come with me to cook."
He placed Mu Wenxi on the clean table next to the kitchen.
"It'll be ready soon."
Mu Wenxi swung her legs as she watched him cook; he looked incredibly handsome.
Once the meal was ready, Mu Wenxi stretched out her hands, gesturing for Song Xici to carry her out.
Song Xici smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll feed you, okay?"
Mu Wenxi: "Go away, you're not crippled."
Song Xici: "Ah, open your mouth."
The two of them finished their sweet dinner, taking turns eating bite by bite.
Just as Mu Wenxi was getting ready for bed, Song Xici walked into the room with a pillow.
He stood pitifully by the bed: "Sister, I want to sleep with you."
Mu Wenxi knew he was being coquettish, but she couldn't bear it, so she shifted her body and patted him: "Sleep here."
Song Xici immediately put the pillow away and climbed into bed, lying obediently next to Mu Wenxi.
He gazed at Mu Wenxi's sleeping face, tracing its contours inch by inch with his eyes.
Even with her eyes closed, Mu Wenxi could feel the other person's burning gaze: "Stop looking at me."
Song Xici: "It looks good."
Mu Wenxi: "Then you can see for yourself."
Song Xici secretly slipped her hand under the other person's blanket and grabbed their hand, closing the distance between them.
Song Xici asked cautiously, "Sister, can we sleep together from now on?"
Mu Wenxi was a little sleepy: "Yeah, whatever makes you happy."
Song Xici: "I like you the most."
Mu Wenxi had fallen into a deep sleep, but Song Xici was very content. This was enough. He would stay by his sister's side forever. He didn't ask for much; he just wanted his sister to like him even a little.
As the first rays of the morning sun shone, the two opened their eyes and saw each other instantly, filling their hearts with a feeling of contentment.
"morning".
"Good morning".
The two of them go for a morning run together and make breakfast together, as if they have already lived a retired life.
Many elderly people in the park knew the two of them.
"Little Song and Little Mu, out for a morning run?"
"Yes, sir, have you had breakfast yet?"
"I've eaten, I've eaten."
Watching the two walk away, the older woman's eyes were full of gossip: "What a lovely pair of kids."
In the afternoon, Song Xici wiped the doors and windows and pasted on paper-cut window decorations and Spring Festival couplets.
"Can you check if it's pasted crookedly?"
Mu Wenxi stood not far away and looked at it: "Very good, it's not crooked."
Song Xici leaned closer: "Is there a reward?"
Mu Wenxi rewarded the other party with a "candied chestnut".
Song Xici: "Sister, it hurts so much."
Mu Wenxi: "Don't pretend."
Song Xici instantly regained his seriousness: "Then shall we make our move the day after tomorrow afternoon?"
Because they had so much stuff to bring, the two decided to drive Mu Wenxi's SUV, taking turns driving along the way.
At the village entrance, it was that familiar auntie again: "Where did this luxury car come from?"
Song Xici rolled down the car window, and his aunt exclaimed, "Song boy, you're back!"
Hello, Auntie.
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