Amid the sound of the countdown, when the seconds reached zero, fireworks suddenly burst into life.
All the enthusiasm and brilliance seemed to reach its peak at this moment.
Song Yunhui raised his head slightly, his light-colored pupils reflecting the light of the fireworks that bloomed and dissipated, and kept overlapping.
Qin Shu next to him seemed to say something to him, but the cheers and the sound of fireworks were so loud that they drowned out the other person's voice.
He looked up and asked, "Did you say anything?"
Qin Shu lowered his head: "Hmm?"
It was noisy all around and he could hardly hear Song Yunhui's voice.
Song Yun raised his head and pulled Qin Shu's scarf with his free hand.
Qin Shu bent down to follow his force and saw the other party raise his head. His face was completely free from the scarf and he asked in his ear:
"I asked you what you just said!"
His voice became much louder, and his clear voice directly stimulated the eardrum and instantly entered the brain.
The fireworks lasted for a long time.
They had seen that place before when they were wandering around, but they didn't go there. They saw a few glimpses of ring tossing and balloon hitting, but the rest was blocked by the woods and they couldn't see clearly.
I would like it indeed.
"Yes."
Qin Shu took advantage of his height to glance into the crowd. He just happened to hear the words of the person next to him. He was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."
The number of people around the target shooting area continued to increase.
Song Yunhui finally let go of Qin Shu's scarf, and pretended to help him tidy it up, and then patted it to complete the task.
She looked very excited and confident.
Song Yunhui didn't quite understand what he meant at first, but he soon understood.
"Okay," he asked, "You like playing this?"
Others followed and slowly came up to the square.
Qin Shu said that going out to play meant going to the other side of the square to play.
"I say," Qin Shu lowered his head and whispered, "Do you want to go play?"
The first thing he saw was the ridiculously far target and the huge stuffed rabbit on the side. The second thing he saw was the woman holding a realistic toy gun in her hand.
Song Yunhui also noticed the movement there.
Next to her was Qin Jianyuan, who was still helping her carry her bag. He stood there, looking completely accustomed to this kind of scene.
There were a lot of people at the target shooting area, and the area was packed with people, all craning their necks to look inside.
Song Yunhui glanced around and said, "I wonder where Aunt Ye and the others are. She should like this place."
"?"
The lights in the distance were not too bright, and the light from the fireworks rising into the sky illuminated his pupils and half of his profile.
His voice is very nice and always has a calm feeling.
Qin Shu said it’s not that he likes to play.
Song Yun turned his gaze to the side and looked at the side of the other person's face.
Song Yunhui also took two photos.
In his impression, Qin Shu should not like to join in this kind of fun.
The people around didn't know what was happening at the shooting range, but when they saw a large crowd of onlookers, they followed over to join in the fun.
They could even feel the heat from each other's breath.
The other person is completely accustomed to it and will lower his head slightly so that both faces are in the frame.
By the time the two of them got near the area where they were playing games, there were already quite a few people there.
Very nice, very familiar.
"… "
Song Yun replied: "Hmm?"
There were quite a few people around taking pictures, taking pictures of the fireworks, the crowd, and themselves and their friends. It seemed like they didn't want to leave for the time being.
Standing in the crowd, he found a vacant space at the head of a person and followed the others to look towards the innermost part.
More people went to the snack street and the game area.
The distance is too close.
Qin Shu lowered his head and asked him, "Do you want to go there and take a look?"
It’s Ye Min.
After the fireworks show ended, some people stayed in the square to take pictures and chat, while others packed up, yawned, and prepared to go home for sleep.
One photo was of fireworks, and the other was taken with Qin Shu.
Song Yunhui understood what Qin Shu had meant just now.
There was a person who had been watching here for a long time and was talking nearby. He could piece together the cause and effect in just a few words.
To put it simply, Ye Min fell in love with the plush rabbit, and the boss said that as long as she could get good results in more than 15 out of 20 draws, she could take the rabbit away.
I learned from several people nearby that they had been standing here for quite some time.
Specifically, they were already here before the countdown to the end of the year began, and they counted along here. After counting and taking two photos of fireworks, it was considered complete, and then they continued to play games seriously.
It’s a speedrun version of New Year’s Eve.
It means to play it really seriously.
Ye Min has tried nineteen times so far, and has achieved good results in fourteen of them.
The final hand would decide the outcome, and the onlookers were nervous for her.
With her eyes slightly narrowed and delicately made-up, Ye Min raised a simulated toy gun.
The boss was watching nervously, and everyone else was also nervous.
There was a sound when the trigger was pulled, and Ye Min put the gun on the table and wiped the non-existent sweat.
She became more and more stable as the game progressed, and finally achieved a good score of nine rings.
Qin Jianyuan on the side smiled.
I don’t know who started it, but there were a few faint applause at first, and then everyone in the audience started applauding.
It was obvious that Ye Min had seen the world, and she handled this situation with ease. She expressed her gratitude with a smile on her face, looking natural and generous.
Song Yunhui heard someone next to him say, "Sister is so beautiful."
He glanced at Qin Shu and nodded, "Sister is so beautiful."
He quietly added a generation to himself.
Qin Shu laughed.
Ye Min was also laughing.
She smiled and took the huge plush rabbit handed to her by the boss. Her whole body seemed to be buried in the rabbit's fur, and it was difficult for her to show her face.
She was just about to hand the rabbit to Qin Jianyuan, and Qin Jianyuan was ready to take it. He took it and turned his head, just in time to see two figures in the crowd.
Soon, she turned her face back and a smile instantly appeared on her face, with her expression managed very well.
Song Yunhui understood what she meant and took out his cell phone to take a few pictures.
After taking the photo, Ye Min handed the plush rabbit in her hand to Qin Jianyuan, and then waved at them happily.
The four of them got together again.
Qin Shu was tall, and the rabbit finally fell into his hands.
The doll that Ye Min needed to hold with both hands could now be picked up with one hand in his hands and he could walk with it holding it in his arm.
Song Yunhui walked beside him and poked the rabbit's face.
Rabbit's fur is very soft.
Ye Min walked happily in front carrying her bag.
She was probably the one who gained the most tonight.
Several people came with empty hands, but left with their hands full of things. The back seat of the last row was filled with all kinds of trophies plus small New Year gifts bought for Orange who was alone in the empty room.
Although it was late at night, Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan didn't often stay up late, but they still looked very energetic. The four of them talked all the way.
When they got home, several people also took their things out of the car and temporarily placed them on the table in the corner of the living room.
After packing up, Ye Min and the other person returned to their room, probably to rest.
Song Yunhui took off her scarf and caught the coquettish Orange, who came over to her and played quietly with the kitten on the sofa, and then took the warm water handed to her by Qin Shu.
When he put the water cup down again, he thought Ye Min and his partner, who had packed up and were ready to rest, came back again.
She smiled mysteriously and then took out three red envelopes from her pocket.
Song Yunhui has seen red envelopes before. When he was very young, actors in the crew would sometimes receive small red envelopes after filming.
The red envelope in Ye Min's hand looked much bigger than the one given by the crew.
"New Year's Day red envelope!"
She handed a red envelope to each of them, and seemed to have an inexplicable sense of fulfillment.
Qin Shu first reached out to take Chengzi's portion and handed it to Chengzi, then turned to look at Song Yunhui and said the same thing:
“An old family tradition.”
Song Yunhui took the red envelope.
He looked a little stunned, then smiled.
Qin Jianyuan also gave him his share of the red envelope.
Orange played with the two red envelopes, turning them over and over with curiosity.
Ye Min and the other person looked elated after receiving the red envelopes. The smile on their faces wouldn't fade away. Then they yawned and walked towards the room.
This time I'm really ready to take a break.
After the two left, Qin Shu stood up, found an orange box in the cabinet in the corner of the room, then took the red envelope from Orange's claws and put it into the box.
This is obviously an exclusive box for oranges.
Song Yunhui was surprised, "You even want to take the red envelope from the kitten!"
"Well," Qin Shu put the box back into the cabinet and said, "I'll take you out to play when I save enough money."
Song Yunhui stroked his chin and said, "Well, you should take the money."
Orange didn't understand what these two shady adults were thinking, but Orange would meow.
Ye Min and the other person had already packed up and gone to bed. Song Yunhui and Qin Shu did not stay in the living room any longer. They drank some water and went upstairs.
After Song Yunhui carried Chengzi upstairs, he changed into pajamas, opened and closed the door, and knocked on Qin Shu's door.
Qin Shu had also changed into pajamas. He was tall and had long legs. Standing against the light in the room, he looked oppressive.
Song Yunhui didn't feel any sense of oppression, he patted him with his hand and said:
"Come to my room and I'll show you a big treasure."
Qin Shu: “…”
Qin Shu reacted for a moment, then closed the door and followed the other party.
The other person's room was no different from usual, except for a small bulge on the bed. Apart from that, there was no special "big treasure".
It was a courtesy to return the favor. Song Yunhui still remembered what happened when he went to Qin Shu's room before. He casually patted his subordinate's quilt and said, "It's cold standing here. Come up and talk." Qin Shu went to bed in silence.
At this point, it seemed like something was beyond my expectations, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The bed quickly became warm. The bulge on the bed moved, and then a kitten's head popped out.
really.
Song Yunhui took the phone, then reached over to grab the headset that was placed a little further away.
The headset is Bluetooth and can be connected to the mobile phone.
He handed the headset to Qin Shu, "Put it on quickly."
Qin Shu did as he was told.
"Ok?"
"alright."
Song Yunhui then pressed the play button.
Listening to music with headphones is much clearer than listening to music with a mobile phone.
After Song Yunhui put down his phone, he comfortably sank into the pillow, touching Qin Shu's gloves with orange in his hand.
The sound of piano slowly appeared in the originally quiet world.
It's a song that's told in a leisurely manner, but not bland.
Qin Shu listened slowly, his expression gradually changing.
This song seems to be written for him.
He raised his eyes slightly and saw a person who had buried his entire face in the furry orange belly and was sucking hard.
Oranges also like to stick together and are not opposed to such behavior.
They changed their poses again.
Orange crawled into bed and lay down, just revealing his cat head for the other person to touch.
One person and one cat were playing happily beside each other.
It's just that the pillow is too soft, you can feel it as soon as you lie on it.
Song Yunhui yawned silently while touching the orange.
In just a few minutes, when Qin Shu took off his headset and looked at him again, his eyes were almost closed.
It was really just a little bit short, and I was relying on that little bit of willpower to hold on. My hand was already touching the kitten's head unconsciously.
“It sounds nice, right?”
Song Yunhui opened his eyes slightly, smiled, and said, "This is a New Year's Day gift for you."
Qin Shu asked him, "What's your name?"
Song Yunhui then stood up and sent him the link.
Qin Shu had already seen through the other person's daze, so he stood up from the bed and wanted to take Chengzi away to let him sleep, but Song Yun didn't move. He yawned and said:
"My son will sleep with me today."
Qin Shu agreed, and after turning off the lights, he gently closed the door.
Qin Shu left and the lights were turned off, but Song Yunhui did not go to bed immediately.
He hadn't been looking at his phone before, and just now he was busy playing a song for Qin Shu when he touched his phone. He saw the message sent by someone else, but didn't have time to reply.
Unexpectedly, many people sent him messages on New Year's Day, of all kinds, but as they were all group messages, he didn't reply for the time being and gave priority to reading the message from Chen Chen.
The other party was very thoughtful. He sent him a message just after midnight, wishing him a happy New Year and attaching a small red envelope. Even if it was followed by "So are you free to play games today?", it did not affect his thoughtfulness.
It was too noisy at that time. He was still watching the fireworks at midnight. After that, he hardly touched his phone except for taking pictures, and did not pay attention to the other party's message.
The best response time has passed, but it is still within the scope of remediation.
He also sent a small red envelope in return and added a "Happy New Year".
His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them. His vision was blurry. It took him a long time to type the four short words "Happy New Year".
The other party should not have gone to bed yet, as he had just received a red envelope. I saw the message "The other party is typing" appearing on his side for half a day, but only four words popped up. I guessed his status and told him to go to bed early.
After seeing his reply, Song Yunhui fell asleep immediately, and he did what he said.
—
After Qin Shu left Song Yun and returned to his room, he did not return to his room immediately, but went downstairs to the kitchen first.
After drinking a glass of cold water, my head didn't quite calm down, but it was much better than before.
He didn't want to bump into Ye Min and the other person who might get up in the middle of the night to drink water, so he drank the water and went upstairs.
He went upstairs to find the headphones, sat quietly beside the bed and played it again.
***
Netizens waited for the new year's Eve and actually got to hear Doujiang's new song.
The new song is called "Song of Celery" and was released in the first second of the second year.
It’s still the old three-piece set.
[Original singer: Don’t drink soy milk]
[Lyrics: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
[Composition: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
In addition to the three-piece set, this time there is an additional piece [Piano: Soy milk doesn’t taste good], and it is also mentioned that this is a song dedicated to a friend.
Those who were the first to hear the song were immediately inspired by its title.
[What I'm saying is that, in comparison, the last "Orange Song" suddenly looks better to me.]
[Congratulations to the "XX Song" family for adding a new member, applause (bitter.jpg)]
[The song is nice, the level is still there, and it feels like it has improved! But there is a question, how much does soy milk like fruits and vegetables?]
[No onions, no onions! No onions, no cilantro! I didn’t expect that after being picky about food for so many years, I would finally be cured by soy milk]
[My last hunch was right after all. Humans are really adaptable animals. I have begun to accept this.]
Most of the people who spoke hadn’t had time to listen to the song yet, so they took the opportunity to comment first before the first few people did.
By the time other people have finished listening to the song, or come back after seeing the news, there is no place for them in the first 100 comments section.
[It doesn’t matter if there is no sofa, sleeping on the floor is also very comfortable]
[I've finished listening to it! It's really nice! I said before that the title of this song sounds like a child's painting style, and it turns out that children can also listen to it! It's not the type of extreme love that's heartbreaking, but more like a song about companionship and growth, with a little regretful warmth]
[I don’t know how to define this song. It doesn’t matter whether it is about love or about friends. I think it doesn’t matter. What’s more important is the emotional core, which can really move people’s emotions.]
[Happy New Year to Doujiang! I am so happy to hear Doujiang’s new song on the first day of the new year!!! This song is also very suitable for listening to at this time! ]
[(This man is still deceiving himself at this point and dividing the original singer and the lyrics and music into two people)]
[??? Wait a minute, the piano is also played by soybean milk. The piano at the beginning and the end amazed me. I didn’t expect it was played by soybean milk! Is there anything you can’t do, soybean milk!]
[It’s actually a song written for a friend. I’m so envious. Hehe, I’ll share it with my friends so that we can all be inspired by Qincong’s creation]
In the quiet room, Qin Shu sat on the bed and listened to the song on repeat in his headphones again. He opened the playback interface somewhat unfamiliarly and found the share button.
He shared Big Eyes.
There are many night owls at this time, especially today is New Year's Eve, there are even more people staying up late, and Big Eyes is a little different than usual, full of blessings.
Many celebrities understand the importance of this time, and they have posted photos of themselves. Fans who chase stars, especially those who are obsessed with idols, just lie down in their hearts and feel elated.
Only Qin Shu's fans are still waiting, from last year to this year. Seeing that the new year has already begun for so long, the longer they wait, the slimmer their hopes become. However, they still can't bear to give up and come to take a look every once in a while.
Some fans have even started thinking that if Mr. Dan accidentally logs into his account again, they can read comics and chat like usual. It would be better than nothing.
It turns out that fate is on the side of those who stay up late.
Others fell one after another, but the group that stayed up late still stood firm and finally won the final victory.
It has been a long time since Qin Shu last posted a post about Big Eyes, but he logged into his account again.
[Qin Shu V: Happy New Year [Link—"Song of Celery and Onion"]]
It was a night that was destined to be restless. After Qin Shudaeyezai posted the message, his phone froze a little. When he refreshed the page again, the comment section was already full of comments.
[!! I declare this the victory of the party that stays up late! I didn’t expect that Mr. Qin’s work and rest schedule is as hell as ours]
[Happy New Year, Mr. Qin!]
[woc I know Doujiang and Mr. Qin have a good relationship, but I didn’t expect them to be so close. They actually wrote a song about it. Qin is the same as Qin, right? Right? Right?]
[I just listened to this song and felt a little addicted. I finally made up my mind to close a certain music app, but then Mr. Qin shared it with me... Okay, I'll listen to it twice more and then go to sleep]
After Qin Shu finished sharing, he exited Big Eyes and returned to the playback interface.
***
Song Family
The Song family has never had the tradition of celebrating the New Year together. On this day, at most they would have dinner together, then chat in the living room. If it got late, they would just go back upstairs and sleep.
No one wanted to go against Song Cheng on this day, and everyone went along with his wishes. Song Yunyang had a smile on his face, and nothing seemed wrong when he was talking to Song Zishu and Xu Wei.
Xu Wei has come this far and knows how to please Song Cheng. The family sits together in the living room, with a program that no one is paying attention to playing on TV. The atmosphere is unusually lively.
The master of the family was happy, and the servants' lives were easier too. Except for two servants who were responsible for making the fruit plates and tidying up the table, everyone else gathered together to chat or went back to their rooms to call their children.
Beside him was his wife who had been with him for several years, and in front of him were his two children. Although Song Cheng did not say anything, others could see that he was in a good mood.
Just when he turned around and was about to call Uncle Chen, he looked up and saw the closed door.
His movements slowed down, and then he turned his body around.
Uncle Chen noticed his movements and asked, "Master, do you have any instructions?"
Song Cheng took the cup and drank a sip of hot tea, then said, "It's okay."
Xu Wei could clearly sense his abnormality, but she didn't say anything. She smiled and changed the subject.
Song Cheng didn't make it through the night. After half past ten he could no longer sit still and slowly stood up.
Xu Wei originally wanted to stand up with him, but then she heard him turn around and say to Song Yunyang:
"Come with me."
She stopped standing up and slowly sat back down.
Song Yunyang followed Song Cheng upstairs and walked outside the study.
They didn't go in, they just stopped here.
This place is far enough from downstairs.
"dad."
Song Yunyang took the initiative to ask, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Nothing much."
Song Cheng put his hands behind his back. He had experienced a lot, and the white hair on his head showed his age. He said, "I just want to ask, have you asked your brother what he thought this year?"
It’s not the previous question of “when will you come back”, but “what are you thinking about this year”.
He thought that he realized something, or perhaps he had known it for a long time but just never believed its authenticity.
Song Yunyang did not answer for the time being, but asked back: "Did Dad know something?"
Song Cheng shook his head.
He had never told anyone about the money he received on his birthday.
As long as you don't tell anyone, you can pretend it never happened.
Song Yunyang then said that he didn't know what the other party was planning.
Song Cheng sighed, then asked:
"Then do you know where he is? Things like the swipe records of the secondary card should leave traces."
Song Yunyang looked at him and said:
"I can't find it. All the cards you gave him have been suspended."
Before the other party was hospitalized for saving someone last year.
(End of this chapter)