i was my mistake

"Is there an echo?"

"Your first day in the shower?"

"Cough, there are usually so many people, I don't have the nerve to speak loudly... I feel like I can use it for singing."

"Then you try to sing a song?"

"Uh...uh... let's swing the oars..."

"Are you going to row a boat in the bathing pool?"

"Cough cough!"

Wan Qing chuckled, and stepped into the steaming bathing pool, her smooth, white and tender body also became hazy in the mist...

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It should be Yang, I can't concentrate now, the quality may have declined in recent days, please forgive me.

103. New Year's Day

When she came back from the bathhouse, Wan Qing clearly remembered that she was still awake, but now she couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the bright and warm winter sun had already gently shone on her body.

The TV set on the bedside table was still on, replaying yesterday's Spring Festival Gala.

But it's not the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, but the Spring Festival Gala of the local station in H City. The hosts and actors in it all speak dialects, so friendly that people have the illusion of waking up in the flower and bird market.

"Uh-ah--" She stretched her waist with a big movement, and kicked Ye Chen's butt unceremoniously.

The latter was sleeping soundly, and seemed to be too lazy to talk to her, so he just rolled the quilt a little further to get away from her.

"It's 11:30." She glanced at the time displayed on the TV, patted her head, which was still a little confused, and counted the time with her fingers, "I went to bed at about six o'clock, one, two, three, four... ...five and a half hours? That's about the same."

There will still be sporadic fireworks and firecrackers outside the window, but it is not as lively as last night.

On the first day of the new year, many people stayed at home and slept late. Looking out of the window, the streets of the city were empty and deserted, and no car drove by for half a day.

My father didn't know what time he came back, he just took off his coat and went straight to sleep under the covers, snoring so loudly that even the glass on the coffee table seemed to resonate with the trembling.

In the quiet room, there was the sound of paws touching the tiled floor, and then a white figure came into Wan Qing's sight, and lightly bumped into her thigh with a 'swoosh'.

Xiaobai went to bed early yesterday—compared to them.

That's why it's very energetic today. For it, probably no one got up to accompany it all morning, which made it feel a little lonely, so when it heard Wan Qing getting up, it ran over quickly.

Obviously a lame dog.

Sometimes three legs may not be slower than four legs.

There is nothing to do today, or the traditional custom on the first day of the new year here is to do nothing. If you really want to do it, it is to burn incense and worship Buddha, go to the cemetery to worship ancestors, and so on.

There is no need to cook today. I cooked so many dishes yesterday just to eat cold rice and cold dishes today.

In Wan Qing's impression, the New Year's Day when her father was there always had that lazy feeling.

But if you think about it carefully, after a year of hard work, there will always be a day to be decadent.

But this first day of the new year, during the time when she bid farewell to her parents and lived alone, did not happen again.

Sometimes I really feel a little dazed - obviously I have only lived in the past for half a year, but I feel that the life of a man for decades is so far away that it seems like a blurred dream.

After a simple wash, she seldom stood in front of the bathroom mirror and combed her hair carefully, but it was usually because Ye Chen did it for her, so even a simple comb took a lot of effort, so much so that she didn't bother to do it. Another single ponytail was tied up, and the long hair was simply let loose like this, and the large and thick fleece cotton coat was put on her body.

This was the thickest piece of clothing, so thick that wearing a sweater underneath would look too bloated, so Wan Qing only wore an underwear and a pair of long sleeves.

After wearing it on the body, there is an illusion of running outside wrapped in a quilt.

—This thing is really too thick and too heavy.

"Xiaobai?" Wan Qing poured a cup of boiled water last night—it was already warm now, so she drank a large cup in one gulp, "Let's go, shall we go out?"

"Wow!" Xiao Bai wagged his tail excitedly, rushed to the door faster than Wan Qing, and pawed at the door, looking impatient.

The corridor was also quiet, and no sound could be heard from anyone.

Only the sensor light that would light up at any time due to the sound of footsteps was still working.

The red couplets on the doors of every household seem to have undergone new changes after the New Year’s Eve—from a new hope to a goal to be achieved by oneself.

Because the new year has really come.

This is 1997 in the lunar calendar, and it has greater significance to Chinese people than the solar calendar.

Maybe it was because most of the people stayed up all night, and the elevator was useless. Wan Qing pressed the down button, and it went from the first floor to the eighth floor without any pause.

As soon as she walked into the elevator, she was almost vomited by the smell of alcohol. Even Xiao Bai, who was usually active, took a few steps back, wagging her tail awkwardly but politely.

In the elevator was a big pile of half-dried vomit that was spraying everywhere.

It makes people wonder if the person who vomited did a 360-degree rotation when he vomited out, otherwise how could he wipe the elevator room so evenly.

So much so that even those mirrors couldn't reflect Wan Qing's figure anymore.

Wan Qing silently watched the elevator close slowly, and tilted her head to glance at Xiao Bai who was sitting at her feet.

One person and one dog looked at each other without saying a word.

After a while, she said a word: "Let's go...take the stairs."

"Wang!" Xiaobai agreed with this opinion very much, and even ran to the stairwell faster than her.

Although the apartment is only on the eighth floor, there are elevators on weekdays, and unlike today, only one is open, so even in the stairwells of not high floors, there seems to be a lot of dust. They were floating in the air one after another.

So Wan Qing opened the window once every time she went down to the next floor. She really had nothing to do today, so she had to mind her own business and ventilate the stairwell.

Xiaobai limped and ran downstairs, waiting for it at a place with a window every time, as if he was also cooperating with her.

—although in reality it was just waiting.

The midday sun flooded the slightly empty corridor, opening the windows again and again, even giving people a feeling of decompression, which is quite addictive.

Just when Wan Qing was not enjoying herself, she had already reached the first floor.

For the first time, she felt that walking from the eighth floor to the first floor was so fast.

"Xiaobai, don't run around, walk slowly beside me." Wan Qing didn't forget to say hello, but Xiaobai just sniffed around, then went to the flower bed to solve her physical problems, and then rushed out quickly , followed closely behind her.

The street was extremely empty, and the remains of the fireworks left yesterday had been cleaned up. The sanitation worker who was still at work on the first day of the new year was sitting next to the garbage truck, taking a sip from a glass full of tea stains. Admire his own clean streets, as if this is his creation of art.

Almost all the shops on both sides of the street were closed, and she walked aimlessly, not knowing where she was going.

Perhaps, she just wanted to find a store that was open.

However, the rolling gates on this street are tightly closed, and there is not a single store that is open.

Even the bathroom is closed today, the colored lights that were on all night last night have been turned off, and the glass door of the bathroom has a small lock that doesn't seem to make much sense, just to inform others that it is closed.

"I can't even buy drinks." Wan Qing stretched her waist, suddenly feeling a little bored, she turned around and walked back, walked past the apartment, past the hypermarket, and walked to the small basketball court on the side of the street beside.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there was no bustle here, only a few stray cats lying on the high places basking in the sun leisurely.

Wan Qing sometimes likes the feeling that all human beings seem to perish, and only she is left alone to prepare for the end of the day.

Suddenly, the shadow behind the trash can swayed, and a girl in a dusty padded jacket stood up, her eyes collided with Wan Qing, and then quickly moved away.

"Huh? You are... the girl I met last time." Wan Qing led Xiao Bai closer, "Why are you here?"

"..." The skinny girl pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

"Why is it still the same as last time, at least say something?"

"...Hi, last time. Thank you."

"Didn't I ask you to talk about this, I mean, don't you stay at home on the first day of the new year?"

"My mother was beaten into the hospital by him, and he refused to let me go to the hospital to see her."

"Then you really don't want to go?"

"..." Li Wanyan bit her lip, "If he knew, he would hit me too..."

"You don't care about him." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "If he has the ability, he will do it in the hospital."

"...he will remember."

Wan Qing blinked and patted Xiao Bai's head: "It's ridiculous, why hasn't your mother divorced him yet?"

"..." She shook her head, with a little helplessness and bewilderment in her eyes.

"Oh, is he in the hospital?"

"Not here...going to drink."

"Oh, then what are you afraid of? One sentence shocked you?" Wan Qing frowned tightly, "Aren't you cold with so many holes in your clothes?"

"It's okay." She raised her head, her eyes were a little numb, "I'm used to it."

"Like an idiot." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "When did your mother enter the hospital?"

"...Two days ago."

"Oh, that means you haven't celebrated Chinese New Year yet?"

"Ah."

"...Are you the little match girl?"

Li Wanyan seemed a little puzzled after hearing Wan Qing's words.

"Forget it, go to my house and take a hot bath. I have some old clothes. You can wear them if you don't mind."

"No, thank you." She answered quickly.

"I'll use it as I say, thank you." Wan Qing carelessly grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the apartment, "Go, go take a shower, clean yourself up, and then go to the hospital to see your mother. By the way, does your mother have money to be hospitalized?"

"My dad paid for it."

"Oh, he's a bit responsible anyway."

"...He just didn't dare...to kill people." Li Wanyan was silent for a few seconds, and then said slowly, her voice was so flat that it made people feel indifferent.

"Well, anyway, we are considered acquaintances. We walked upstairs. Oh, don't take the elevator. Someone in there vomited in a mess. Let's go up the stairs."

"..."

"What are you doing? Don't just stand still. As for being so embarrassed, I don't need you to owe me any favors, and I'm not doing it for your benefit, heh..." Wan Qing laughed self-deprecatingly, "I just happen to be in a hurry today and have nothing to do."

"..."

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104. Polite Mother

Cleaned up, Li Wanyan put on Wan Qing's clothes—they were about the same height, so they fit fairly well, but she was probably too thin, so she didn't look good after wearing them, and couldn't support the shape of the clothes.

But no matter what, it was much better than the embarrassed look before.

She came out of the bathroom after she was fully dressed, stroking the back of her hand with some unease, and when she noticed Wan Qing's gaze, she subconsciously put her palm behind her back.

"Here, take it." Wan Qing threw a pair of woolen gloves over, "I see that you have frostbite on your hands, you usually don't pay attention to protection, even if you don't care whether it looks good or not, you have to care about whether it will be uncomfortable or not. ?”

"Just get used to it." Her tone was calm, "...Thank you."

"Doesn't it itch?"

"Fortunately."

Seeing that Ye Chen was still asleep, Wan Qing didn't wake her up, but let Xiao Bai stay in the room, and went out with Li Wanyan alone.

The fact that she's wandering around here proves that the hospital where her mother lives is not far away.

This is indeed the case.

There were still many patients in the hospital on the first day of the new year. Rather, the doctors seemed busier because it was the first day of the new year.

Some were taken to the hospital by ambulance after drinking, some came from sudden acute illness, and some even injured themselves by setting off fireworks and firecrackers.