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Suddenly, would you raise your silly face at 45 degrees, look up at the starry sky, and think that at this time, in different places, is there anyone who misses you like you?

Time is like a thread, closely connecting people and their stories.

Yanjing.Small farm yard.

The Dong family's Chinese New Year is different from the Jiang's family, because most of the Dong family's sons are from the army, and the old man of the Dong family is also good at wine, so they will definitely get drunk during the Chinese New Year.

The house was full of lights and wine, and it was bustling and noisy.

However, in the backyard garden of the small courtyard, there were two people alone guarding this not-so-quiet space.

These are two men.One is in a wheelchair.The back is tall, the face is turned away from the light in the room, staring at the pots of chrysanthemums in full bloom outside, silent.

The other person was standing behind the wheelchair, his eyes were on the man's tall back, his expression was dignified, and his eyes were also filled with rare sadness.

The man in the wheelchair didn't speak, and neither did he.Their bodies are hidden in the darkness, like two cohesive sculptures.

A child opened the door and poked his head out. He was about to speak, but when he saw this scene, he quickly shrank back.

However, the sound of pushing the door woke up the two people who were contemplating.

"Third uncle, go back. Have a drink." The tall man behind him persuaded with a smile. "The old man dug out his daughter Hong, who had been buried for more than 20 years. They are feasting in the house. If you don't drink a few drinks, they will take advantage of it. They won't show mercy."

The man is silent.

Dong Xiaobao sighed.

He knew he wouldn't answer.Because after so many years, since he came to his senses, since he knew that his legs had been amputated and his lower body was paralyzed, he hadn't spoken again.

As long as he is sitting in a wheelchair, he will always maintain such a posture.

He was fascinated by looking at a place, as if his mind was blurred, and he seemed to have endless thoughts.

The genius of the sky has fallen so far, from the stars holding the moon to the useless in the eyes of the world, this kind of blow is really too heavy for people.

Sometimes Dong Xiaobao would also think, if he was in such a situation, if he was in his position, what would he do?

The answer is - die.

Because of getting such an answer, Dong Xiaobao respected him even when other people ignored him as a good-for-nothing third uncle intentionally or unintentionally.

He understands the simplest common sense: others can do what he cannot do.Then, this person is stronger than himself.

Dong Xiaobao felt that the third uncle who did not die was more powerful than the third uncle who wanted to die.

However, something that surprised him happened.

"Little Treasure—" came a voice that seemed to come from hell.

Because the voice was too hoarse, like a mouthful of sand.It is too dry, like a dying flower root sapling.

"Third Uncle." Dong Xiaobao called excitedly. "Did you—speak?"

"I'm not dead," the man said.

"I know. Of course third uncle is not dead." Dong Xiaobao walked up to support the man's shoulder and said happily.

"Ten years a dream." The man's voice was still hoarse.However, after saying the first few words, he finally opened his mouth and tore it open. It didn't sound as weird as the first one.

"Yes." Dong Xiaobao sighed. "A dream every ten years."

This big dream really makes people want to live and die.I'm afraid, this is the most terrifying dream in the world?

"It's New Year's Eve," the man said.

"Yes. It's New Year's Eve." Although what the third uncle said sounded very illogical, but——would Dong Xiaobao expect this?He just needs to be willing to talk.Who cares about anything else?

"They are celebrating the New Year too," the man said.

Dong Xiaobao was silent.

Yes.They are also celebrating the New Year.

This is probably a needle on the third uncle's temple and a thorn in the sky, which makes people feel restless every night.

"Third Uncle, don't be angry—"

"I'm not angry." The man wanted to laugh.However, he also forgot how to smile.The withered and yellow flesh on his face was torn, and after all, he couldn't make a gentler smile. "All the strength turned into hatred. How can there be—is there any extra strength to be angry?"

"—"

Dong Xiaobao couldn't see Third Uncle's face.But he knows how much violent emotion is hidden in his heart to make a person say such a thing.

He is reluctant to even get angry, just to use all the energy it takes to get angry into hatred.

"Little Treasure—"

"Third Uncle." Dong Xiaobao responded.

"Do you feel powerless?" the man asked.

Dong Xiaobao's expression darkened, as if he had been insulted.

He said with a smile: "Third uncle, I am so inappropriate in your eyes? I am watching. I have been watching. When I catch the nets, I will catch them. Is it green or braised? It's up to personal taste."

"What are you waiting for? What are you afraid of?" The man's voice said very rudely. "Are you afraid that you will be envied if you are too good? You linger on a woman's belly to protect yourself? - Who do you think can be fooled by such a trick?"

"——" Dong Xiaobao was choked uncomfortably.This third uncle is usually silent, and he can understand many things.

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"Are you pretending—or are you used to living like that? Or—are you afraid of becoming another Dong Xinhang?"

"—"

Dong Xiaobao didn't answer.

The answer is yes.

At the beginning, the third uncle was the most favored by the family, and everything was arranged by the family, and a golden road was paved in front of him.All he had to do was lift his feet and step over.

However, at that time, no one in the Dong family was jealous of him?

Jiang Keren's affairs were originally kept secret. How did he know that he was far away in the south?

The man surnamed Tang eloped with someone, how could he just catch up with his escape path?

Are those people hiding behind really helping him, or are they trying to harm him?People's hearts are separated by belly, who knows?

"You can't be Dong Xinhang." The man said. "Because Dong Xinhang has already warned you with his failed life - you have to go another way."

"I will consider it carefully." Dong Xiaobao said.

"Cowardly." The man commented.

"Uncle Three—"

"You escape because you are not strong enough."

"Third Uncle." Dong Xiaobao was angry.

"A strong person will only let others escape." The man ignored Dong Xiaobao's emotions and said bluntly.

"I know what you want." Dong Xiaobao said. "That's exactly what I want. The woman I want, she must lie in my bed. The man I want, he must lie in his own grave."

"If you don't dislike me as an old man with a broken leg, then take me with you," the man hissed. "If you don't kill, you will die."

"I also ask third uncle to give me more advice."——

window.

A drunken old man watched the scene in the backyard, standing silently for a long time——

A person's fireworks is lonely.

The fireworks of two people are the joy.

In the past, on New Year's Eve, Tang Zhong set it off alone and watched it alone. The fireworks rose, fell, rose, and fell—afterwards, he didn't even look at them.

Fireworks rise and fall.Rising, falling.Until silence, until death.

With Bai Su present, she raised her head to look up.After placing one, she will rush to put another one.

They will evaluate which one looks better, and they will discuss which one of the exploded fireworks looks like and what does this look like.

"No, no, no. You released two small ones just now. Now it's my turn to release a big one." Bai Su said coquettishly, holding a firework tube and not letting go.No matter how old a woman is, she has the instinct to act like a baby.

"Why did I put the small one and you enlarged it? How about next time you put two small ones and I put one big one?" Tang Zhong felt that this distribution method was very unfair.

He left the small ones overnight, and Bai Suquan released all the big ones.The big flower tube sprays big flowers, and the small flower tube sprays small flowers. If there is no money, there will be no flowers.This is the truth that children understand.

"Because I'm older than you. So I magnify it." Bai Su said forcefully. "Light it up for me, light it up for me."

There are fewer and fewer fireworks, and the time is getting later and later.

Tang Zhong took out his mobile phone to look at it, and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, the countdown to the new year will start in 3 minutes. Let's use the last two big flower tubes to welcome the new year, how about it?"

"Huh? It's already twelve o'clock?" Bai Su exclaimed.She nodded and said, "Okay. Let's light the fire together. Let's see whose fireworks are beautiful."

So, Tang Zhong also took out the last big flower tube from the box.

He held up his phone and counted down: "59, 58, 57—ten, nine, eight, seven—three, two, one. Light the fire."

The two ignited at the same time, and after a short period of burning, the black medicine bag finally came out of the fountain.

Swish - clap - swish - bang - "Happy New Year." Tang Zhong held up a big flower tube and shouted loudly to Bai Su.

"Happy New Year." Bai Su was also ecstatic, standing on the roof jumping and jumping, shouting to Tang Zhong.

The bodies of the two hugged tightly, and the fireworks in their hands were still blooming to their heart's content.

Swish - clap - swish - clap - "Tang Zhong." Bai Su shouted loudly.

"What?" Tang Zhong looked down, saw Bai Su's watery eyes, and saw her blushing pretty face.

"I'm so happy." Bai Su said.

"Me too." Tang Zhong replied foolishly.

"Kiss me." Bai Su said.

She tiptoed slightly, and offered her sweet lips.

Tang Zhong's dry and cold lips were gently moisturized.

Whoosh———the fireworks are still in full bloom, which amazes the best time.