On Lunar New Year's Eve this year, every household set off firecrackers at night, symbolizing the driving away of bad luck from the past year.
The son got drunk, so Cao Maizi asked the old man to order some drinks.
This year, because of her son's illness, she made the old man buy a long string of firecrackers, and expensive ones at that, which are really loud.
Startled by the sudden sound of firecrackers, Su Xueli instinctively snuggled into Wei Mingshen's arms, and Wei Mingshen readily embraced her and wouldn't let go.
It seemed as if their own string of firecrackers was the vanguard, followed by a chorus of firecrackers, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year exploded with each sound.
Su Xueli was deeply immersed in the sound of firecrackers; it was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time!
Firecrackers are no longer allowed in later generations, and New Year's Eve is quiet. The festive atmosphere can no longer be found anywhere, and the joy of celebrating the New Year is only a memory for those who have lived through it.
"It sounds so beautiful," Su Xueli murmured as if in a dream.
"Does it sound nice? I thought you were scared," Wei Mingshen said, hugging her.
Su Xueli then realized that he was still holding her, but she struggled symbolically for a moment before giving in.
As long as he doesn't do anything inappropriate, I'm benefiting from being held by him!
They were in the same position as before: she was facing away from him, and he was hugging her from behind.
"Your breath reeks of alcohol, so don't talk to me like that," she said disdainfully.
Wei Mingshen said, feeling wronged, "I brushed my teeth."
"Does brushing your teeth eliminate the smell of alcohol? The alcohol is still in your stomach. Ugh, drinking so much."
"Who told you not to care about me?"
"Hey, are you asking me to take care of you or not?" she asked, turning her head to look at him.
Wei Mingshen buried his mouth behind her neck and obediently said, "It's up to you to manage."
Su Xueli felt a warmth in her heart and asked, "Don't men all hate being controlled by women?"
He said, "Men hate being controlled by women they don't like."
Su Xueli bit her lip. "Do you like me?"
"like."
Su Xueli remained silent for a long time. Was he talking nonsense while drunk, or was he speaking the truth after drinking?
"And what about Lin Meizhi?" she finally asked.
After a long silence, Wei Mingshen said, "It's different."
"How are they different?"
“Anyway, it’s different. Let’s sleep.” He buried his head behind her neck and closed his eyes.
He fell asleep like a log in no time, but Su Xueli couldn't fall asleep at all. She listened to the firecrackers outside the window and thought about his words "different". How exactly was it different?
What place does she hold in his heart now?
Is she enough to compete with Lin Meizhi?
Thinking of this, I laughed at myself: Okay, stop dreaming. You dare to compare yourself to someone else's ideal woman? You really should take a look in the mirror.
She was troubled again. How long would she have to play this role with him? She didn't want to continue. She was afraid that her determination to leave him would waver again.
Wouldn't that just mean he hurt himself again?
She couldn't let him hurt her for two lifetimes.
Su Xueli reached out and touched the two little figures that Cao Maizi had asked her to make. She was immediately overcome with grief and tightly clutched the two figures, saying: "Children, I am not destined to be with you in this life. May you be reborn into the womb of a better woman."
"Sherry! Sherry!" someone called from behind her.
She quickly wiped away her tears and asked, "What's wrong?"
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