On New Year's Eve, Yu Qinghuan woke up before dawn.
First, I counted the gifts that I would bring to Huo's house, then I took a shower and painstakingly selected the clothes to wear at night. Busy, like a little ant on a rainy day, walking one after another.
Huo Qu didn't know what he was doing, and couldn't get involved. Sitting upright on the bed with his back straight, his hands on his lap honestly, his eyes followed Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan picked out a very formal suit and looked back at Huo Qu.
He opened his mouth and turned back helplessly.
Forget it, ask him for nothing.
I carefully filter the candidates for consultation in my mind. Zhao Rui certainly can't do it, he usually wants to wear a sack over his body; Yu Xin can't do it. The clothes he chooses for Ruirui are too ugly for Rui Rui to wear.
So... only Zhao Qingyuan, who is the only one in his body with a normal aesthetic appearance, is left.
He drove Huo Qu to sit on the chair next to him, spread the clothes over the bed, took photos one by one and sent them to Zhao Qingyuan—
"Which is better?"
Probably looking at it more seriously, after a full five minutes, Zhao Qingyuan replied: "The second one."
"it is good."
It was Ada's high-end black trench coat. It was neither too solemn like a suit, nor casual like casual clothes. It was perfect to wear this to visit Huo's house.
Yu Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. According to Huo Qu's previous appearance, he hung the clothes on the bed according to the color, and sent a message of thanks to Zhao Qingyuan—
"Thank you, I have a headache to choose."
Zhao Qingyuan replied to him: "What are you doing?"
Yu Qinghuan thought about it for a while, but still told the truth: "Go to Huo's house tonight."
Zhao Qingyuan: "Oh, yes, you told me before, I forgot."
He was quite interested in Yu Qinghuan's visit to his parents. He thought it was too slow to type, so he made a direct call. Excitedly, he pulled Yu Qinghuan and said this and that, from entering the door to going to bed at night. I don't know, but I thought it was him who came home with Huo Qu.
At the end, he even said to Yu Qinghuan, "How about I take you there? You haven't got your driver's license yet, and Huo Qu can't drive. Isn't there a lack of a driver?"
Gearing up, eager to try.
Yu Qinghuan's face was paralyzed: "I thank you, no need, Yu Xin will send us."
Zhao Qingyuan persevered and laughed lewdly: "Why bother other people's managers for personal matters? Or is it more appropriate for me to go, what do you think, Qinghuan?"
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
The expression on Yu Qinghuan's face was indescribable: "Qing Yuan, you really don't need oars for rowing..."
Zhao Qingyuan: "???"
Zhao Qingyuan: "What do you mean?"
Yu Qinghuan: "My whole life depends on the waves."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
After finally getting rid of Zhao Qingyuan, Yu Qinghuan hung up the phone,
Even though he had met the Huo family's parents more than once, he was still a little nervous when he first came to the door. Finally, in the afternoon, I got into Yu Xin's car and set off with Huo Qu to Huo's house.
The Huo family had been waiting for them at home for a long time, and as soon as the doorbell rang, the door was opened from the inside.
"Qinghuan is here," Mother Huo let them in with a smile, and took a pair of slippers for Yu Qinghuan from the shoe rack, "Change your shoes first."
"Thank you, Auntie," Yu Qinghuan said thankfully, a little flattered, and handed the gift in his hand to Mother Huo: "I don't know what you and my uncle like, so I bought some according to my idea."
Then dodged and let Huo Qu come up, took the bouquet in his hand, and handed it up, "This is for you."
"Come here, what are you doing with a gift?" Mother Huo said angrily to him, and reached out to take the gift. As soon as I looked up, I saw the delicate flower, and my eyes lit up.
"Qinghuan is really caring."
He lowered his head and sniffed, and asked Huo Rong to entertain Yu Qinghuan, and happily went upstairs to find a vase for flower arrangement.
"Come in and sit," Huo Rong led Yu Qinghuan to the sofa, poured him a cup of tea, and Huo's father next to him put down the newspaper in his hand, smiled and said to Yu Qinghuan, "It's cold outside, hurry up and warm up with a cup of tea. "
Yu Qinghuan nodded, "It's a little cold, but the ones we came by car were not frozen."
Although Father Huo looked serious, he was not a difficult person to get along with, especially because he was afraid that Yu Qinghuan would be nervous, so he was much gentler than usual. all fell.
When did his dad become so gentle? You know, all of their sons, except San'er, were all beaten by him from childhood to adulthood. How could this rainstorm become a gentle drizzle in Yu Qinghuan's place!
At this time, Mother Huo finally came downstairs, holding a large delicate and transparent vase in her hand, with a happy expression on her face, "I haven't received flowers for many years," looking at Huo Rong, "I want you sons. What is the use!"
Before coming to Huo's house, Yu Qinghuan thought about the issue of gifts for a long time. The Huo's family lacked everything, and whatever he gave seemed to be the icing on the cake, and it didn't make much sense.
I browsed a lot of useful information on the Internet, and finally the gift for Mother Huo was a set of jewelry made of natural pearls, plus a bunch of flowers. It doesn't look too light on the gift, and it looks attentive. As for Father Huo, he entrusted Zhao Qingyuan with a bottle of fine wine.
Hearing this, Huo Rong rolled his eyes and said, "Xing Xing Xing, we are useless, only Yu Qinghuan is useful."
"It was originally," Mother Huo put the vase on the coffee table in the living room and admired it for a while before she raised her head with a smile and said to Yu Qinghuan, "The meal will be ready soon, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to cushion your stomach? ?"
Yu Qinghuan shook his head, "Thank you Auntie, I'm not hungry." After a pause, he asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"No need," the Hof man waved his hand, "you can just wait and eat."
The Huo family's New Year's Eve dinner was very rich, not only that, but also took care of Yu Qinghuan's taste. There were many spicy dishes on the table. Mother Huo was afraid that he would not dare to let go and eat, so she kept adding vegetables to Yu Qinghuan.
"Miaomiao," at this time, Huo's father suddenly called the Hof people, "I remember that the kitchen even made a Dongpo pork at night, why didn't it serve it?"
"Huh?" Mother Huo put down her chopsticks, "I'll take a look."
"I finally ordered a dish and was dropped," Huo's father shook his head and followed up with Huo's mother, "I'll go take a look too."
"Old Huo, when did you order? Why don't I know?" Mother Huo asked Father Huo a little strangely as she walked away.
Father Huo didn't answer, pulled her to a corner, and said, "I didn't order anything, I just found an excuse to pull you out."
"how?"
"You're too enthusiastic about Qing Huan," Huo's father sighed, "it makes the child a little uncomfortable, so please calm down a little."
Mother Huo was taken aback, "I-I don't want him to treat our house as his own."
Father Huo shook his head, "Do what you do to your sons, do what you do to Qinghuan, a little better, but not too much." After a pause, he added, "The eldest and the second are having dinner at home. Are you going to keep picking up vegetables?"
Mother Huo blurted out: "Of course not!"
Huo's father said: "So the more you are like this, the more it appears that Qinghuan is a guest."
Mother Huo hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded, "I see."
After that, Mother Huo treated Yu Qinghuan a lot more naturally, and Yu Qinghuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
After the family happily finished their meal, they chatted and watched the Spring Festival Gala while sitting on the sofa.
Occasionally, Mother Huo would point to the TV screen and ask Yu Qinghuan if she knew the gossip of these stars. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
When it was almost zero, the second elder of the Huo family went upstairs to rest, leaving the home court to the young people like Yu Qinghuan.
The Spring Festival Gala was almost over, and as time passed, Huo Qu became more and more unable to sit still, and several people went back to their rooms.
This was the first time Yu Qinghuan came to Huo Qu's room, but what caught his eye was the style he was very familiar with.
Everything was neatly tidied up, there was not a single fold on the bed, and even the quilt was folded very squarely.
"You go to wash first, we'll go to bed right away," Yu Qinghuan pushed Huo Qu and closed the door.
Huo Qu nodded, and as soon as he took his steps, a whistling explosion sounded outside the window, which was the unique sound of fireworks when they went up.
Fireworks have been banned in the city, but the Huojia villa area is not in the city, and people set off fireworks along the river every year.
The two of them involuntarily followed the reputation, and the huge jellyfish fireworks slowly bloomed in the black night sky, as if they gathered the brightest stars in the Milky Way.
This is the second New Year he and Huo Qu have spent.
Yu Qinghuan rolled her eyes. In the countless New Years to come, they will be like this, having New Year's Eve dinner together and watching fireworks together.
Huo Qu suddenly called him, "Qing Huan."
Yu Qing smiled and raised his head, "Why..."
Huo Qu reached out and grabbed the back of his head, lifted his head up slightly, and lowered his head to kiss him.
This was the most tender kiss between them. Yu Qinghuan's chest throbbed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a touch of moist red ran down her cheeks and extended to the base of her ears.
It was as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving only him and Huo Qu.
This kind of feeling is too good, he couldn't help reaching out and wrapping his arms around Huo Qu's waist. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. It was Huo Rong: "Come and bring you a fruit platter."
Yu Qinghuan pushed Huo Qu away in a panic, trying to hold the table behind him with his backhand, but accidentally bumped the cup with water on it to the ground.
Because Huo Qu didn't allow others to enter his room, he put a small table at the door for his family to bring things to him. That glass of water was filled by Aunt Li before Huo Qu came back.
With a bang, the cup fell to the ground, but luckily it wasn't broken, but the water splashed Yu Qinghuan's feet.
"It's okay," Yu Qinghuan breathed slowly, said to Huo Qu, opened the door and took the fruit bowl, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, you all go to bed earlier." Huo Rong waved his hand and quickly turned to leave.
Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, put the fruit plate on the table, and just about to pick up the cup, Huo Qu had already moved one step ahead of him.
"I'll wash the cup later, and then pour a cup for you." Yu Qinghuan put an apple into his mouth and said to Huo Duan.
Huo Qu nodded dispensably, looked at Yu Qinghuan, and then looked at the ground. Suddenly, he took a few tissues from the table and squatted down.
Yu Qinghuan thought he had committed obsessive-compulsive disorder again, and couldn't see the water on the ground. Just as he was about to tease him, Huo Qu reached out and grabbed his ankle, "Take it off."
The cotton slippers were half wet, but Yu Qinghuan was so nervous just now that he didn't notice it, but Huo Qu didn't expect to notice it.
Without getting a response, Huo Qu looked up at him: "Qing Huan?"
Yu Qinghuan's heart was sour and sweet, she lifted her legs slightly and pulled her feet out of the slippers.
The floor was warm, and it was not cold at all to step on it with bare feet. What Yu Qinghuan didn't know, suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He curled his toes and wanted to ask Huo Qu if he had new slippers in his room, but Huo Qu had lowered his head again, and carefully and clumsily helped him wipe the water droplets on his ankles. .
Yu Qinghuan stared blankly at his hair spinning, only to feel that his chest was like a sail full of wind, stretched and swelled.
How can this person be so good, he should be like many geniuses, aloof and invisible. Now, for him, even such a small thing can be noticed for the first time.
"Huo Qu..." His eyes were slightly red, he muttered his name, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and something fell out of Huo Qu's trouser pocket.
Cell phone, plus two condoms.
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Yu Qinghuan: "???"
I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air—
All the emotion was instantly vanished, Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath, and angrily pulled his ankle out of his hand, gnashing his teeth: "Huo Qu!"
It's just that when he comes back for dinner, he also brings that kind of thing? !
Is he crazy? !
Or is there some indescribable preference? !
"What are you doing with that thing?" Yu Qinghuan looked at him with a black face, "Is there nothing else in your mind other than that?"
"I don't." Huo Qu retorted him in a low voice, seeing Yu Qinghuan getting more and more angry, and even raising his feet to leave, he quickly hugged his thigh, rubbed on it like a puppy, and said aggrieved : "I just... want to be closer to you every day."
Just a few words, but it was like ice water falling from the sky, which suddenly extinguished the anger in Yu Qinghuan's heart.
He paused for a while, then sighed helplessly, bent down and touched Huo Qu's depressed head.
What else can I do? Of course the choice is up to him.
"Huo Qu."
"kindness?"
"Come home with me in a few days, I mean Taoxiang, I'll take you to incense sticks for my parents."
"it is good."