The golden light hit Huangfu Lin's long and slumped figure, dragging a long shadow on the ground, making him look more and more lonely.

He raised his hand slowly and let the light pass through his palm, but there was nothing but a blank space.

There is nothing, just like myself, at this moment.

……

The warm sun shone through the window on the delicate face lying quietly on the bed, and there was a smile on the corner of the woman's lips, that smile was gentle and full of happiness.

Perhaps the light was too dazzling, the eyelids of the person on the bed moved, and they slowly opened their eyes.

In the newly opened eyes, there was a layer of damp water vapor, and there was a little bit of haze, which looked really cute.

Suddenly, Ning Xiaotong seemed to think of something, and subconsciously moved to the side.

As far as the tentacles can reach, it is cold, empty, and there is nothing.

Complexity surged up in my heart for a moment, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

Last night, before twelve o'clock, he rushed over to accompany him to celebrate the new year, watch the new year, and watch the gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

But he also said, set yourself free.

There was a void in my heart, as if I was in desperate need of something to fill it up.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that, after talking, we will go our separate ways in the future, leaving a corner for each other in our hearts.

Because he is the person he once loved deeply.

Looking up, the bright sun has risen very high, hanging on the head, shining on the body, it feels very warm.

Outside the window, the voices of early children chirping and playing can already be heard.

What a bunch of spirited guys.

Girl, where are you now?

Mom, I really miss you.

Now, Mom, your daughter is really alone.

Holding his chest with his hands, he eased the uncomfortable feeling.

Since then, they have gone their separate ways.

……

Different from the sad atmosphere between Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Lin, on Luo Qian and Song Gang's side, the Chinese New Year is joyous.

The bell rang slowly in the middle of the night, and the continuous fireworks illuminated the dark night sky extraordinarily brightly.

Luo Qian nestled in Song Gang's arms, and sat in front of the window without blinking, watching the bright fireworks rising into the sky.

The atmosphere is full of harmony and warmth.

Occasionally, the two look at each other and smile, and they can see themselves in each other's eyes, and they are affectionate.

After watching the fireworks for a while, Luo Qian's mood became heavy instead.

Sensing Luo Qian's suddenly depressed mood, she raised her hand to smooth a strand of hair beside Luo Qian's ear, her voice was full of tenderness that is not usually seen, "Qianqian, what unhappy things do you think of again?"

There was undisguised worry in Luo Qian's eyes, "Song Gang, you said Xiao Tong is lonely now, isn't she?"

Now, Ning Xiaotong is the one who worries the most. In this world, her only relative is still missing.

Song Gang heard that, under the light of the bright fireworks, the tough facial lines softened a bit.

Slowly said, "Don't worry, brother Lin won't sit idly by."

Luo Qian's eyes flashed brightly for an instant, and then they were sad, "Little Tong can even refuse my request, let alone Huangfu Lin, you know, their relationship is still so stiff."

After flicking the tip of Luo Qian's nose, Luo Qian was a little taken aback.

Ever since he was with Song Gang, Song Gang seldom made any intimacy with him other than hugging.

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