"Kong Wenmin, why are you sighing?" Chen Qingxuan murmured, trying to pull away the handkerchief, but his hand was held by the man, who held him tightly and pressed his hand to his face through the handkerchief. Chen Qingxuan was shocked and was about to push him away, but Kong Wenmin had already let him go, turned around and continued to sleep soundly inside.
Knowing that Kong Wenmin was not awake at all, Chen Qingxuan's heart finally settled down. However, looking at Kong Wenmin's back, he felt a little angry for no reason. In fact, he didn't know what he was angry about. Anyway, there was an inexplicable resentment in his heart. He threw away the handkerchief and tiptoed onto the kang. He wanted to play a trick on Kong Wenmin while he was sleeping soundly, but he saw his lips moving slightly, as if he was mumbling something. Chen Qingxuan was curious and put his ear close to it. However, before he could hear clearly, he heard the cheers of children outside, as if they had seen something rare. Then the window paper suddenly lit up, and he heard the children outside shouting in surprise: "There are fireworks! Fireworks!"
Chen Qingxuan then remembered that Fang Chengyin had just mentioned that there would be fireworks at midnight. He was stunned, then he climbed to the windowsill and pushed open the window. As the cold wind blew in, he saw fireworks lighting up half the sky. This was the first time he had seen fireworks, and he couldn't help but stare at them in a daze...
"Qingxuan," a man's confused voice suddenly came from behind him. Chen Qingxuan was startled and turned his head to see Kong Wenmin slightly open his eyes. His bloodshot eyes, reflecting the fireworks, were looking at him without blinking, "Happy New Year."
Chen Qingxuan looked at those eyes, a little stunned, and it took him a long time to react: "Let's have fun together."
"Qingxuan," Kong Wenmin propped himself up and sat up. He was obviously still drunk and his body was a little shaky, but the hand he extended to Chen Qingxuan was steady. He looked at Chen Qingxuan eagerly and whispered, "Qingxuan, this is the first time we have stayed up together to celebrate the New Year."
Chen Qingxuan looked at the hand that was stretched out in front of him. On the palm of the hand was a small sachet with the word "peace" embroidered on it. The material and workmanship of the sachet were both top-grade. Even though Chen Qingxuan didn't care about these children's gifts, he could see that they were not something that could be bought in Ningguta. He raised his eyelids and asked Kong Wenmin, "Where did you get it from?"
"I bought it in the capital," Kong Wenmin said with a rare hint of embarrassment. He lowered his head and looked at the sachet in his hand. After a pause, he whispered, "I was going to give it to you when you won the first place in the imperial examination."
"Then why didn't you give it to me then?" Chen Qingxuan glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Instead, you gave me such a messy sachet. It makes me angry just thinking about it."
"At that time... I was embarrassed. I always felt that it was shabby for a grown man to give this little thing to others. But when I saw it by chance, I wanted to buy it for you," Kong Wenmin said with a smile, and raised his eyes to look at Chen Qingxuan. "Later, because of so many troubles caused by that sachet, how could I dare to give it to you?"
"Why do you dare now?" Chen Qingxuan asked in a deep voice. Somehow, he was a little nervous. Relying on the light behind him, Kong Wenmin couldn't see clearly. He swallowed hard twice and stared at Kong Wenmin without blinking.
"Today...didn't you drink? So you're getting bolder," Kong Wenmin pursed his lips, obviously a little nervous. He extended his hand in front of Chen Qingxuan and whispered, "Qingxuan, will you...will you accept it?"
"What if I refuse to accept it?" Chen Qingxuan said.
"Then... I'll continue to send you next year," Kong Wenmin said hurriedly. Perhaps because he was too nervous or still drunk, he was a little incoherent. "If you don't like the sachet, I'll give you something else, such as a writing brush, inkstone, paper, seal, or jade pendant. There must be one thing you like. Qingxuan, I can give you anything as long as you want it..."
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