Fat is beautiful

Chapter 36

Fortunately, Li Yuanyuan and Yan Sicheng both went to local universities. They are both from X City, but unfortunately, Yan Sicheng lives in the south of the high-end residential area, while Li Yuanyuan lives in the northern part of the old city, far away from each other. , it takes three hours to go back and forth by bus, and there is no direct one.

Moreover, Li Yuanyuan's house was left by her grandmother. It is an eight-story old house, and the outer walls have been soaked by rain for many years. Not to mention the security of the community downstairs, there is not even a decent anti-theft gate.

There is no elevator in the house, and Li Yuanyuan lives on the seventh floor. The layout of the room is two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, and the furniture is still very old.

The day Yan Sicheng helped Li Yuanyuan carry her luggage back to her house, she frowned at the house.

The room has been unoccupied for a long time, and the room is covered with a layer of dust. Li Yuanyuan walked around in each room, thinking that it would take a whole day to clean up the room today.She had to clean up the cabinet first, put the luggage in, and then clean up the kitchen, wipe the table and mop the floor...

"Yuanyuan."

Yan Sicheng picked up Li Yuanyuan's luggage again: "Let's rent a house."

Li Yuanyuan thought about her wallet, then shook her head: "Just live here, I can just clean it."

Yan Sicheng frowned even tighter: "I'm afraid...it's not safe here."

Li Yuanyuan smiled, dragged her luggage over, and pushed it into the house while saying: "Li Yuanyuan can live in the past, and of course I can live in it. There is nothing safe or unsafe. Sicheng can help me clean up the house together."

Of course, Li Yuanyuan didn't need to order this. When Yan Sicheng saw Li Yuanyuan doing something, he hurriedly wiped the house, mopped the floor, tidied up the kitchen, even packed the wardrobe and put the luggage in. Li Yuanyuan's coat, underwear and trousers The trousers are arranged in order by category, and the movements are skillful and capable, completely like a good helper at home.

After rushing to finish these things, Yan Sicheng realized that he was trying to persuade Li Yuanyuan to move out...

Why did you tidy up the house like this...

Li Yuanyuan put her small things on the dressing table in the bedroom, and made a circle in the room with satisfaction: "Sicheng, let's go to dinner."

"……it is good."

There is a small restaurant downstairs in Li Yuanyuan's house. While waiting for the food, Li Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and said, "Sicheng, you failed your English at the end of the semester. You have to take a make-up exam at the beginning of school." Yan Sicheng nodded, and Li Yuanyuan came up with an idea: "My Although English is not good, but after this period of study, I have also vaguely figured out a way, if Sicheng is free during the winter vacation, you might as well find a place where I can tutor you."

This is the most natural and serious reason Li Yuanyuan can think of for Yan Sicheng to come to see her.
Yan Sicheng agreed with this proposal very much. He was not like Li Yuanyuan, who had turned his mind. He just felt that Li Yuanyuan lived alone in this unfamiliar place, which was really worrying. Running here for a reason, I guess Li Yuanyuan would feel uncomfortable. Now that I have this reason, it is of course great.

So Yan Sicheng nodded without even thinking about it: "There is no need to look for a special place." Yan Sicheng said, "I'll just come every day."

So since the beginning of the winter vacation, Yan Sicheng went out at [-] o'clock in the morning every day, just like going to work, and came to Li Yuanyuan with breakfast in his hand.In the evening, I had dinner with Li Yuanyuan here, and I packed up and went home at eight o'clock.

In the past, Yan Sicheng was a master who was away from home all day long. His family members didn't worry too much, but Li Yuanyuan regretted her proposal first.

Although she sees Yan Sicheng every day, the way they get along is the same as they used to at school. Li Yuanyuan occasionally touches Yan Sicheng's hand and face Yan Sicheng carefully.

The touch of Li Yuanyuan has been immune to the point where her expression does not change and her heart beats.

At this time, it seems that it is not appropriate to break through the physical contact to the step of holding hands. In terms of spiritual language, Li Yuanyuan can't think of any words that are between ambiguity and teasing, so the relationship between her and Yan Sicheng seems to be different. It has reached a bottleneck and has been unable to break through.

But Yan Sicheng still ran to her tirelessly every day, and Li Yuanyuan felt tired for him after sitting on the bus for so long every day.

She felt that she couldn't let herself become Yan Sicheng's burden.So she took some time and said to Yan Sicheng: "Sicheng, it's not a problem for you to toss back and forth like this every day. I'm gradually getting familiar with the left and right sides. You can come once every three or four days, or we can find a middle point." We don’t need you to run around all day.” She also had time to sort out and plan her next move.

Yan Sicheng refused without even thinking about it. In his opinion, it was better for him to run around all day than to let Li Yuanyuan run around.

However, no matter how hard he usually is, there is always one thing that Yan Sicheng cannot escape during the winter vacation.

Spring Festival.

The whole family wanted to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, and Yan Chengguo and Yan Sicheng's mother, Wen Li, both dressed up to attend. As their "son", Yan Sicheng could not escape on this day for any reason.

Therefore, from the beginning of the New Year's Eve, Yan Sicheng was very anxious.

This is today's New Year's Eve, and it should be a day spent with family members. In the Tang Dynasty, there were grand gatherings in the palace every year, but Li Yuanyuan didn't have much time to go. She was considered sick because of her weak health. I don't like her either.

When she was young, she often accompanied her mother and concubine in the palace, and when her mother and concubine were killed, she complained of illness every year and refused to go to the palace.Every New Year's Eve, she always lights a fire in her yard, and keeps watch with the people in the princess mansion until dawn.

Yan Sicheng was with her every year.

However this year...

He couldn't help calling Li Yuanyuan, but after the call was connected, Yan Sicheng didn't know what to say, and said after a long time: "Yuanyuan, I can't watch the new year with you today."

"It's natural." Li Yuanyuan's tone sounded brisk, "You are Yan Sicheng now, so naturally you should spend the holiday with your parents."

But Li Yuanyuan...couldn't spend the holiday with her parents.Whether in Datang or here.

Yan Sicheng didn't know what to say, so he hung up the phone.

This one, Li Yuanyuan, was looking for places to sell wood.Keeping the New Year's Eve is to light a fire until dawn, how can we do without firewood.But on New Year's Eve, everything was closed, so there was nowhere for her to buy firewood.In the end, she saw a broken wooden stool thrown away by a trash can. She carried the stool back and chopped it up with a kitchen knife.

In the evening, she turned on the TV in the living room. While watching the national program Spring Festival Gala here, she lit a fire in the basin and lit the wood that had been split all afternoon.She bought white wine and Sichuan pepper, made it into pepper wine and took a sip.The spicy taste can burn all the way to the tip of the heart.

"What a strong wine!" Li Yuanyuan couldn't help feeling that it was much more choking than the plum wine she drank before.But it feels very fresh.She couldn't help but took another sip.The taste of the wine is a bit strange with the addition of peppercorns, but peppercorns are the most authentic New Year’s wine to dispel cold and dampness. She used to look forward to drinking some every year, but she couldn’t drink it every year.

After getting drunk last time, Li Yuanyuan vowed not to drink again, but now that it's Chinese New Year, it's no big deal to break the precept once in a while.And Yan Sicheng is not here tonight, so she is not afraid of doing something out of the ordinary.

Li Yuanyuan looked at the night sky lit up brilliantly by fireworks outside, and took another sip of wine.The room was so quiet that there was only the sound of the TV, and Li Yuanyuan was suddenly glad that it was her who was here instead of the previous Li Yuanyuan.

Think about that girl, if she is here today, this should be her first New Year's Eve without her family.If it was that girl, looking at this deserted home and listening to the lively firecrackers outside, she didn't know how desolate it must be.

Luckily it's not that girl...

Li Yuanyuan added a piece of wood to the fire.

After staring at the TV for a while, Li Yuanyuan was really bored. She took out her mobile phone, and her fingers paused on Yan Sicheng's name for a long time. Finally, she didn't click on it. She slid to the menu bar and clicked on WeChat.

Under the influence of Zhang Jingning and Zhou Qing, she also applied for her own WeChat account, but she was still not used to typing on the mobile phone, and she didn't usually play WeChat very much. At this time, she clicked on Moments, and Li Yuanyuan scrolled down.She paid attention to very few people, Zhou Qing, Zhang Jingning, Lu Chengyu, and Zhang Nan, they were complaining about the Spring Festival Gala almost in unison.Even Zhang Nan, who has always been serious, seemed to have turned on the poisonous tongue mode, sending messages one after another to make fun of the show.

What's corny, what's boring, what's less exciting than the reviews.

Li Yuanyuan watched it for a while, and smiled along with some of the news, but she couldn't understand more, because she felt that these things were very novel, and the program was not boring. After reading what everyone said, Li Yuanyuan had never been so Clearly aware of how far away I am from the people here.

She has always felt that she has integrated into life here.

But when she moved her finger today, she realized that even with the people she usually contacts so often, she is still far away from them.

The so-called foreigner, the so-called foreigner, at this moment when the whole people complained and gathered together, Li Yuanyuan's loss of mood came without warning.

She originally thought... that she would be able to spend this New Year's Eve alone, but she didn't expect that when she was in it, she realized that it was a bit difficult to survive the night alone.

She put down her phone and watched TV with her wine glass in her arms.My mind follows the program, which saves me a lot of worries.Before I knew it, it was almost twelve o'clock, and the people on the TV stood in a group and started counting down. When the New Year's bell rang, Li Yuanyuan drank the wine in her hands proudly.

Li Yuanyuan suddenly felt refreshed as the spirits rushed into her stomach like heart-piercing lungs.

Putting down the wine glass, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside reached its peak, and the smiles on the faces of the hosts on the TV almost reached their ears. Everyone was so happy that they surpassed the gods.Li Yuanyuan suddenly came up with a poem that she didn't know where she heard it in literature class, and she recited it with a smile: "Enjoy the end of this feast, and pour the pot to wait for the dawn."

She got another glass of wine and raised the glass: "Pour the pot and wait for the dawn."

The wine didn't go into his mouth, and the glass was snatched away.The figure of Yan Sicheng in front of him blocked the TV, and he leaned over to look at her, shaking her shoulders: "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan. Why are you drinking again?" Yan Sicheng took a look at the wine bottle next to him - "Old Baigan" he immediately Heads are getting bigger.Just as she was about to criticize Li Yuanyuan again, she suddenly heard Li Yuanyuan call out:

"Sicheng..."

Yan Sicheng turned to look at her, Li Yuanyuan suddenly stretched her neck and pecked Yan Sicheng's lips.

The sky-shattering fireworks outside seemed to explode at the tip of Yan Sicheng's heart.The old Baigan in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang", the bottle was not broken, and the wine dripped all over the floor.Just like Yan Sicheng's current mood——

Being stabbed with an arrow, my heart doesn't hurt, and blood flows all over my body...

It's boiling...it's about to burn...

(End of this chapter)