At six o'clock in the evening, the lights are on.
For the two people who are nocturnal, this energetic day is the real beginning.
Lin Wu got off the bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and was refreshed. After coming out, he asked Wang Ye, "What would you like to eat?"
After asking, he found out that they didn't seem to be doing anything. They just ate, had a meal before going to bed, and woke up hungry and wanted to eat.
Wang Ye, who was still lying lazily on the bed, did not worry as much as Lin Wu, and always acted on instinct. When he was hungry, he was hungry: "What do you have here?"
"I'm here?" Lin Wu originally wanted to go outside to solve the problem just like in the morning. Hearing this, he looked at the refrigerator subconsciously: "Just two boxes of quick-frozen dumplings... and a few cans of drinks."
Wang Ye didn't pick: "Then cook the dumplings."
"I cook?" Lin Wu noticed that Classmate Wang was naturally waiting to eat.
"I can cook, too." Wang Ye said with respect, but his body didn't move.
"..." Well, the visitor is a guest, "you should just lie down there."
Taking out the quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, Lin Wu turned on the TV.
The Spring Festival Gala is still being rebroadcasted, and now there is a sketch, and the audience is very happy.
The air in the apartment was immediately infected by the atmosphere of the party, and it became lively.
Lin Wu walked into the kitchen with dumplings.
Wang Ye stretched a big waist on the bed, like a cat stretching his body, and then sat up slowly.
The gas stove in the kitchen was turned on, and even though the sound of the TV was obscured, he could still hear the cheerful screeching of the flames.
Wang Ye looked around.
The tiny apartment is clearly visible under the bright lights.
White walls, wooden floors, small sofas and coffee tables, blue curtains.
There is no decoration style here, it just satisfies the most basic simplicity and practicality. There is no decoration or ornaments in the room, just a small desk calendar and a pot of meat on the coffee table.
The entire apartment was about the size of his bedroom.
The decoration is even more incomparable. His house was designed by a famous designer. The layout of the house has been basically reworked, in order to make the interval separation more reasonable, the overall openness and atmosphere, and the modern light luxury style of the decoration, including a chair. All ordered from abroad.
His family will not watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner, except for the part where his father taught the truth of life and successful learning, the rest of the time was spent in a quiet meal.
The water is boiling, and the dumplings are in the pot.
Wang Ye didn't need to look into the kitchen, he could hear the gurgling sound of boiling water, the splash of dumplings falling, and Lin Wu's every move.
The place is too small, a little sound will be very lively, a little heat will be very warm.
Wang Ye didn't feel much about the New Year.
But if he had to choose one or the other, he would rather be here, like he is now.
Lin Wu was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and when he brought out the dumplings and the vinegar dish, he saw that Wang Ye had already got off the bed and was standing in the entrance studying a red firecracker hanging on the shoe cabinet.
"Does this thing have to be put before eating?" Wang Ye turned his head and asked.
"It's before the New Year's Eve dinner," Lin Wu put the dumplings on the coffee table, then turned back to the kitchen to get the dishes, "But I forgot yesterday."
The firecrackers were bought by Lin Wu on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. I was thinking of putting them on on New Year's Eve, but I was watching a documentary yesterday, but I forgot to put the firecrackers and dumplings.
"Are there any lighters?" Wang Ye picked up the firecrackers.
Lin Wu: "Do you want to let it go now?"
"Otherwise, are you going to stay until next year?" Wang Ye said, already starting to put on his shoes.
Lin Wu bought a lighter when he bought firecrackers, but they didn't put them together for safety reasons. Seeing Wang Ye made up his mind, he immediately turned around and went into his down jacket, took out a lighter and handed it over.
After two minutes.
There was a crackling of firecrackers downstairs.
The floor was too high, and even Lin Wu couldn't see Wang Ye from the window, and it was difficult to catch the firecrackers.
But he knew that this crackling belonged to their family.
He was a day late for the New Year's Eve dinner, but fortunately, he still came.
Soon, Wang Ye returned with a cold wind.
The two sat on the sofa and ate dumplings together. After eating, they continued to watch TV together. The party was replayed and replayed, as if it would never end.
Firecrackers and fireworks began to be set off outside the window again, and this joyous atmosphere probably lasted until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Today is the first day of the new year, but Lin Wu feels that this is his New Year's Eve.
At zero o'clock, he reached out and turned over the desk calendar on the coffee table.
When his fingertips touched the page, he realized that he forgot to flip it yesterday, and the date was still on the last day of the old calendar year.
Turn a page gently.
The new year has finally begun.
"Wang Ye." Lin Wu suddenly called out to the person beside him.
Wang Ye was seriously studying the family magic at the party. Hearing his name, he turned his head on a conditioned reflex.
Then he saw Lin Wu smiling at him, his eyes curved like the moon: "Happy New Year."
Outside the window, another fireworks bloomed.
Mid-Autumn National Day, New Year's Eve, the first day of the new year, the two time and space seem to overlap at this moment.
Wang Ye never thought there was anything to be happy about during the holidays, but Lin Wu smiled very well.
"Have fun." That's what he wanted to say that night.
The night passed like water, and the east was white.
The replay of the party finally ended, and it was replaced by the morning news.
Lin Wu touched Wang Ye, who was already dozing off, with his arm: "Hey, shouldn't it be time for you to go home?"
In the first year of freshman year, I ran out to play, and I played for a night, and it was unreasonable not to go home and report.
Wang Ye looked indifferent: "No need."
Lin Wu was about to say something, but the phone suddenly rang.
He took it over and saw the caller, his eyes lit up suddenly, the sleepiness on his face was swept away, and the tone of answering the phone was a complete surprise: "Uncle, are you back?"
Uncle
Wang Ye raised his eyes slightly.
That Lin Wu played with him at his grandmother's house, and then a little uncle who separated from junior high school and college
"Hmmm... have time... no problem... okay..."
After a brief conversation, Lin Wu ended the call with joy still on his face: "My uncle is back, I'll find him at noon."
"Returning from abroad?"
"Well, Beijing."
"Then you don't have to be happy like this." Wang Ye has never seen Lin Wu because no one has ever been so happy, and even the day he took him for a ride, he never saw such a bright smile on Lin Wu's face.
Lin Wu was completely unaware of this: "Am I happy?"
Wang Ye: "My eyes are gone."
Lin Wu was a little embarrassed, and calmed down Feiyang's mood a little before saying, "Didn't I tell you about my uncle?"
Wang Ye's eyebrows moved slightly, even if he responded.
Just like in the car that day, if you speak, I will listen, and if you don't speak, it doesn't matter.
Lin Wu just likes this kind of unenthusiastic audience, which is also strange. It seems that it is very easy to talk to Wang Ye about things that others have never talked about.
"My uncle's name is Tao Qiran, who is six years older than me. When I first arrived at my grandma's house, he was the one who took me to play..."
Lin Wu looked up at the ceiling lamp in the house, and in the light and shadow, he seemed to see that time again.
Far away, but happy as yesterday.
"There is delicious food, we eat together, and there is fun, we play together, whoever bullies me, he will avenge me the next day..." Thinking of something, Lin Wu laughed, "But he fought. No, as long as the age difference between him and the other party is less than three years old, he will fail eight times out of ten."
"That's really not good." Wang Ye commented objectively.
"Because he's not a candidate for a fight," Lin Wu said with a smile, "His hand is holding a paintbrush."
"Drawing?" Wang Ye's eyes flashed.
"Yes, he has been very talented in painting since he was a child," Lin Wu said with pride that he hadn't noticed, "Later, he was admitted to the Oil Painting Department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and before he graduated, his works were already collected at high prices. A few years ago, after graduating and staying at school, I rarely see him once a year now…”
"Don't come back during winter and summer vacations?" Don't teachers have vacations
"Very few," Lin Wu said, "he would go to the mountains to create during the winter and summer vacations."
Wang Ye: "On the mountain?"
Lin Wu: "Yes, a stay is a vacation. Only in this way can I completely calm down and create. Moreover, he likes to paint landscapes and animals, but he doesn't like painting people. The mountains are the most suitable."
After saying this, Lin Wu suddenly realized something and turned to look at Wang Ye with a subtle expression.
Wang Ye's tone was not good: "What are you looking at?"
Lin Wu smiled, he was not afraid of Wang Ye's fierceness now, and even wanted to pat the tiger's head: "I just think you two are a bit similar, and you don't like people."
Wang Ye disagreed: "He doesn't like painting, I don't like it at all."
"I know, you said it the other day in the fog," Lin Wu finally got his hands on it, but he didn't dare to touch his head, so he patted the tiger on the shoulder, "By your auspicious words, the whole world is no longer human."
Wang Ye: "..."
As a prophecy, the cauldron of the global wild awakening, classmate Wang is determined.
It was still early, and Lin Wu wanted to hurry up and sleep for two or three hours, so that he would not be afraid of sleepiness when he went to the appointment at noon. However, he was in such a good mood that he couldn't sleep in tossing and turning on the bed.
On the other hand, Wang Ye made up for three hours of sleep comfortably, and then put on his jacket and stepped on his sneakers: "Where is the appointment, I'll take you there."
His car had been painted a few years ago, and he drove over to look for Lin Wu on the first day of the new year. The car had been parked in the underground parking lot of the Garden Apartment for the past two days.
"No," Lin Wu didn't want to trouble him, "I'll just take a taxi."
Wang Ye slapped him on the head: "Why so many words."
After shooting, I swiped two more hands.
Lin Wu: "..."
Otherwise, he would have cut a round inch too.
On the second day of the new year, everyone was out and about, and there was a traffic jam on the street.
Wang Ye drove for about 40 minutes before arriving at the street and coffee shop that Lin Wu said.
Wang Ye parked the car on the side of the road and found that the door of the coffee shop was closed and not open.
Lin Wu also saw it, but he seemed to have expected it long ago. He took out his mobile phone and sent a voice to his uncle: "I'm here."
It didn't take long for the store door to open from the inside, and two men came out. They were about the same age, both six or seven years older than Lin Wu and Wang Ye. One was taller, wearing a workwear-style coat, with tough features, the other was thinner, wearing a long down jacket, and the pocketed hat almost blocked his small face.
"Uncle!" Lin Wu opened the door and jumped out of the car, walked straight to the man in the long down jacket, stood still, looked at the man in the work clothes next to him, and shouted obediently, "Brother Zhao."
The man named Zhao Li nodded slightly.
The man in the long down jacket smiled softly, squeezed Lin Wu's face with his hand, and then looked at Wang Ye in the off-road vehicle.
Only then did Wang Ye see Tao Qiran's appearance clearly. He was white and clean, gentle and delicate, and there was a kind of ease between his eyebrows.
"Your classmate?" Tao Qiran asked Lin Wu.
Lin Wu almost forgot about Wang Ye, and quickly said, "Well, classmate..."
Oh, classmate.
Wang Ye retracted his sight, looked ahead again, stepped on the clutch, and put on the gear.
Lin Wu: "A classmate who has a very good relationship."
Wang Ye, who almost stepped on the accelerator and walked away, pulled his foot back as if nothing had happened.