Chapter 92 Happy New Year's Eve

Chapter 92 Happy New Year's Eve

Qin Yu was a little carsick. After sitting in the car for more than an hour, he felt dizzy and held on to the telephone pole and looked at the ground for a while before he recovered.

It was about seven forty in the evening, a little later than what Jiang Fengyan had agreed to meet.

Qin Yu took out his cell phone and called Jiang Fengyan: "Where are you now?"

Jiang Fengyan: "I'm in your rented house."

"Do you need me to bring anything back?" Qin Yu looked at the various restaurants on the nearby streets. "I'm on the street near the club."

"No need." Jiang Fengyan had just finished his meal, and now he wanted to see Qin Yu more, "You come back first."

"Okay, wait for me a moment." Qin Yu said as he walked towards the rented house.

Several private restaurants nearby have closed for the Chinese New Year, and only the larger restaurants are open to take advantage of the high traffic on New Year's Eve.

Qin Yu didn't hang up the phone, and quickly turned into the alley, preparing to climb the stairs: "We're going to the night market later, did you bring your scarf?"

"I brought it." Jiang Fengyan's voice was a little muffled. "Are you coming? I'll pick you up at the door."

"I'm going upstairs." Qin Yu noticed something strange about Jiang Fengyan, "What are you doing?"

"I just boiled some milk, it's a little hot."

There was a sound of the doorknob turning from Jiang Fengyan's side. Qin Yu happened to be going upstairs at this time. He had just walked into the corridor when a slender figure appeared at the corner.

At this moment, I felt like my heart was hit hard by something, and every cell in my body was boiling.

In the corridor, Jiang Fengyan stood against the light. The dim light made most of his figure blend into the shadows, making him look even more handsome.

Not far away is a balcony, outside which stands a tall and magnificent building, with neon lights flashing dazzlingly. A gust of wind blew in from outside the balcony and was blocked by the green plants on the windowsill. In such a quiet environment, the rustling sound of the leaves colliding was extremely clear.

Qin Yu was obviously very calm before coming here, and even thought that going to the night market with Jiang Fengyan was just a pastime. But when he saw Jiang Fengyan, it seemed that nothing else mattered except him.

It is difficult to describe this feeling. It is as if one's faith has been overturned. But if one thinks this way, then the "faith" he previously held seems to be just an insignificant illusion, because Jiang Fengyan actually appears in front of him.

Jiang Fengyan didn't know that Qin Yu's calm appearance was turbulent. He closed the door and used the dim street lights at the stairs to let Qin Yu see the Spring Festival couplets he had just put up: "I put up the Spring Festival couplets on my own initiative..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yu suddenly stepped forward and hugged him. Jiang Fengyan was a little confused: "Didn't this trip back go smoothly?"

Qin Yu would go back to the Qin family every New Year's Eve. This year, even Qin Rui and his wife did not cause him any trouble, which was an unexpectedly smooth journey. However, his inner emotions were not much better than before, and the biggest change was the person in front of him.

"No." Qin Yu suppressed the complex emotions in his eyes and said softly, "I remembered something."

Qin Yu frowned after he said this, because anyone who heard him would most likely ask him what was going on. He didn't want to say it, it was no different from tearing open his scars.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Fengyan just paused and didn't ask any more questions. He also took the initiative to change the subject: "I think I boiled too much milk. Do you want some?"

Qin Yu froze, let go of Jiang Fengyan, and looked at him for a long time. When the other party's expression became more and more puzzled and was about to speak, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you have the ability to read minds?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Fengyan didn't understand.

"Forget it." Qin Yu thought it was a coincidence and walked around Jiang Fengyan to open the door. "Don't stand at the door. Come in."

Jiang Fengyan pursed his lips, as if hesitating, raised his head and looked at Qin Yu, and finally told the reason: "I called you at noon, you were not in a good mood, I always felt that you had a lot of things in your heart but didn't want to tell anyone. If I asked, you would definitely not be happy."

After all, no matter how much you pretend to be optimistic, you can't stop the cruelty of reality. How could Jiang Fengyan not understand that? That's why he never mentioned Qin Yu's family affairs to him, no matter how distressed he was and how much he wanted to know how Qin Yu had been through all these years.

As Jiang Fengyan finished speaking, Qin Yu showed surprise on his face. Jiang Fengyan said very little, but he could understand what Jiang Fengyan meant from these few words.

He knew that the other party sincerely wanted to make friends with him, but he didn't expect that the other party would consider his feelings in everything.

In the past, he would have hated this feeling; he didn't like this kind of emotional bond.

But for some reason, perhaps it was the festive atmosphere unique to New Year's Eve, or perhaps it was because it was too quiet at this moment, the branches in my heart grew wildly and entangled my entire heart, affecting his heartbeat, making it difficult for him to feel any negative emotions when looking at Jiang Fengyan's face.

"Jiang Fengyan." Qin Yu called out Jiang Fengyan's name.

This sentence gave Jiang Fengyan a great shock. He looked at Qin Yu without blinking, and suddenly felt a little at a loss. Finally, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Qin Yu. When he saw the cover of the red envelope, he realized that he had sent it to the wrong person. He immediately snatched it back, took out another pocket and handed another red envelope to Qin Yu: "Happy New Year's Eve."

Qin Yu: “…”

Jiang Fengyan always spoke directly. In the six months that Qin Yu and Jiang Fengyan had been dating, he had never seen the other party say anything with hidden meanings. It was also such straightforward and simple language that made him unable to cope with it.

"Happy New Year's Eve." Qin Yu looked at the red envelope in his hand and followed Jiang Fengyan to express his blessings.

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