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Song Huaijin turned around with a familiar and warm smile, and her deep brow bones were illuminated.

He touched Lin Weizhen's hair and said he was going out.

"It's Chinese New Year, where are you going?"

Watching Song Huaijin go downstairs, Lin Weizhen frowned, always feeling uneasy.

Song Huaijin felt uncomfortable in her heart, she could understand.

But from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want Song Huaijin to argue with Song Yanqing...

Lin Weizhen returned to the room and happened to see the clothes Song Huaijin had changed. She put the suit away and suddenly remembered something. She found the key from her pocket and turned her head to look at the drawer that had been locked.

It seems that even the owner rarely opens it.

"Click."

The lock cylinder rotates.

It's really open.

At the bottom of the drawer was a thin document. The date was several years ago. It said something about purchasing materials. Lin Weizhen did not look at it carefully. Her eyes fell straight on the white document on the top of the document. Feather hairpin.

The hand hanging at the side.

Clicking sound.

This year’s fireworks in Yuncheng are unprecedented.

The river fills the sky with endless splendor.

It was Song Yanqing who lit them one by one by the river with a lighter.

Show it to Cheng Xuran.

It was late at night, and it was after twelve o'clock that they had the chance to come out of the house.

Walking through that path was like running in the wind.

"How many?"

In a small hotel, there is a woman sitting at the front desk. She has short hair, straight ears, and wears a peaked cap that covers most of her face. She is carefree, lazy and decadent, with an eye-catching look on her body. Her voice is very textured, with a smoky voice and the sound of a royal sister.

she asked without looking up.

"313."

Someone had already opened the room. The woman nodded her chin and motioned for Cheng Xuran to come up. She went to watch the drama and tore open the instant noodles box. There was no hot water on the counter. She turned around and went into the house to boil a pot of hot water.

Cheng Jiaoxiao came over at this time. Knowing that Cheng Xuran was coming, he went directly to the third floor.

He goes up. The woman just walked out of the house. The hotel was not big, and the kettle was almost worn out after being used for a long time. The sound of boiling water was very loud, whining.

She turned up the volume of the TV series to the maximum.

A few friends, a room, and stars all over the window.

Just like the excitement of getting together when we were young.

Less than two minutes after Cheng Jiaoxiao went upstairs, he was called down by Song Yanqing to help light the fireworks by the river.

"You are going to blow up Yuncheng. You can't finish it all by yourself."

"Do not talk nonsense."

Song Yanqing didn't let Cheng Xuran get off and asked her to watch from inside the room.

Xing Jianshu went out to join in the fun with Song Yanqing.

It's a pity that Xu Zhi didn't come today. She said that she didn't have the strength and would meet again another day.

"I'll go down first. What would you like to drink?" Cheng Jiaoxiao asked Cheng Xuran.

Cheng Xuran: "I won't drink."

"Let me go to the counter and buy some iced tea first." Cheng Jiaoxiao plucked his ears, "This shabby hotel hasn't been decorated for so many years. I can hear the sound of boiling water from upstairs."

"Cousin, I don't want to wait for the Chinese New Year to go back to film movies and lose weight." Cheng Xuran said sincerely.

The sound of boiling water stopped.

Cheng Jiaoxiao put on a down jacket, walked down the stairs in three steps at a time, and ran out.

The TV series was playing very loudly, and I didn’t know when it cut to the Spring Festival Gala.

"Old-fashioned." Cheng Jiaoxiao muttered.

Just as the woman was bending out from the rolling door curtain carrying a hot water bottle, she saw a black figure. She was tall, with a short head, straight shoulders, and a straight and resolute figure.

Half profile.

The bridge of the nose is straight.

"boom--"

The hot water bottle fell from my hand!

Hot water of 100 degrees Celsius was poured on my feet, causing burning pain.

Cheng Jiaoxiao heard the sound and glanced sideways through the window. (End of chapter)