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Only the dormitory auntie was packing her luggage, and when she saw her, she still reminded her, "Oh, classmate, you are the last one. I can go home for the New Year even if you leave"
Tong Chunxia really doesn't know what's good about Chinese New Year.
Her luggage has never been very small, a small suitcase is enough.
There are few people in the school, except for a few lights in the teacher's office in the government building, there are no people everywhere.
The ground is snow-white, and the snowflakes rustle, falling on the branches and flower beds, looking like a silver light from a distance.
Chunxia saw Duan Yanqiu at the flower bed.
In fact, there was no one in the school, and he stood there alone, very abrupt, with his bicycle beside him. A gift bag hangs from the bicycle.
He didn't know how long he had been standing, and there were some snowflakes on his head. When he saw her walking over quickly, he took her suitcase naturally, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Tong Chunxia was a little stunned, and asked, "Do you need to go home for the New Year?"
"Yes. I went home just now, and there was no one in the room. I thought you probably didn't leave, so I came to the school to look for you."
"Where are your parents?"
"My mother went to the United States to negotiate an order, and it is estimated that she will not come back until the third and fourth grades of junior high school. My dad, the chemical plant in the city exploded a few days ago, and he still did not come back at the scene."
It was only then that Tong Chunxia remembered that Lu Qinghuan had said that Duan Yanqiu's father had a high official position. It just so happened that a chemical plant exploded a few days ago. It was earth-shattering and a lot of firefighters and policemen were mobilized.
"Then you celebrate the New Year alone this year?"
"There is also a live-in aunt who will go back to celebrate the New Year at night."
Tong Chunxia smiled slightly, "People all over the world are eager to go home and reunite with their families."
Duan Yanqiu didn't ask her why she came out so late, but just took her suitcase, "I'll take you back."
"No, there is a bus at the door, direct."
"Is that road repaired?"
"Well, it is said that it was opened to traffic last month."
"That's fine." Duan Yanqiu didn't insist, but he thought about sending the girl home during the Chinese New Year, in case the acquaintances in Chunxia saw it, it would be bad.
"I have prepared a New Year's gift." Duan Yanqiu took out a bright red glove and scarf from his pocket with a smile, "I just saw someone selling these on the way here."
Gloves and scarves are bright red, wool knitted, look soft and warm.
Duan Yanqiu grabbed her hand, put the gloves on her, and said brokenly, "This winter is very cold. I usually notice that you don't like gloves. Aren't you afraid of frostbite?"
As he spoke, he rubbed her fingers, and Tong Chunxia only felt that his hands became much warmer all of a sudden.
With a heavy weight on the shoulders and a scarf, the wind is not cold all of a sudden.
Duan Yanqiu looked at her with anticipation in his eyes, "When are you going back to school?"
"I think I will come back in the second and third grades of junior high school." After she finished speaking, she added with a little guilt, "I want to come back early, read books and practice questions."
"Okay, then I will come in the third grade."
Duan Yanqiu sent her to the door, and the two walked to the bus stop, waiting side by side for the last bus in the cold wind.
The wind, whimpering, blows up snowflakes on the ground, and the light is reflected, and the snow is white.
There are almost no people on the street, only the wheel marks of cars after snowflakes have been crushed.
Tong Chunxia moved the stiff fingers in the glove, feeling her body was slowly getting warmer, she turned her head, just in time to see Duan Yanqiu looking at her.
She didn't think it was funny, "If you want to see it, you can watch it freely. We are legal."
He still listened to her seriously, leaned over, and almost got close to her, staring straight at her with his beautiful eyes.
The distance between the two is so close that you can smell the aroma of mints between his mouth.
Tong Chunxia stepped back tactically, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you let me see it openly?"
"It's to let you be generous, not to get you so close."
"Don't move." Duan Yanqiu stretched out his hand, his hand was a little cold, and when it touched her cheeks, it was a bit like ice. He straightened her head, then fixed it, and said word by word, "You look so pretty."
Chun Xia was a little confused for a moment.
Why does Duan Yanqiu often not play cards according to common sense?
Tong Chunxia coughed lowly, "I knew you coveted my beauty!"
Duan Yanqiu pulled away from her body and smiled slightly.With a smile, the light from the snow on the ground reflected on his face, making his skin as white as jade.
He parted his thin lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "Remember to miss me."
Just in time, the bus came slowly and stopped in front of them.
Tong Chunxia blushed, quickly covered her face with a scarf, and quickly got on the bus.
To die, Duan Yanqiu, a male vixen, why does every love talk seem to empty her body out?
The bus drove slowly, Tong Chunxia opened the window after sitting down, and turned to look at Duan Yanqiu.
But he saw the man standing in front of the bus stop, waving at her from afar.
Tong Chunxia's heart suddenly beat violently again.
She was the only one on the last bus. The driver was a fat middle-aged man. Seeing her in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but smile heartily: "Boyfriend?"
Tong Chunxia raised his eyelids and nodded embarrassedly.
Uncle smiled on his uncle's face, probably thinking of his lost youth, "Oh, it's good to be young¡ª¡ª"
Tong Chunxia seemed to have opened up the chatter box, and raised his hand as if offering a treasure, "The gloves my boyfriend gave you, don't they look good?"
The uncle cheerfully echoed: "It looks good."
"Yes, I think it looks good too."
Tong Chunxia folded her hands and rubbed the gloves repeatedly, and the soft touch came and wrapped her whole body. The corners of her lips parted slightly, seemingly silently smiling.
It turns out that New Year's Eve is not such an annoying day.
The bus stopped a few hundred meters away from home.
Tong Chunxia got out of the car, and there were only a few people on the road, all in a hurry, all rushing home for the New Year. Over the city in the distance, there are already fireworks and firecrackers, bang bang, lighting up the snowy night sky.
Tong Chunxia dragged his suitcase and walked home.
?From a distance, I saw the house decorated with lanterns and festoons, with red lanterns hanging. I remember that the New Year at home would not be so lively. Chun Xia took a closer look, but saw the huge blood-red "‡Ö" character.
Chun Xia's mind went blank for a few seconds, then he seemed to remember something, and his face paled.
It was almost three steps in parallel, and the luggage hissed because of its speed. Tong Chunxia dragged the luggage and walked in a hurry. As soon as he reached the door, the half-closed door was pushed open from the inside.
The face of a strange woman appeared in Chun Xia's field of vision.
She looks about forty years old, with dark skin and a slightly fat body, but her facial features are good-looking.
The two bumped into each other without warning.
The woman glanced at her luggage, then felt a little embarrassed and panicked, and hurriedly said: "It's spring and summer, are you back?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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