Ding Ji glanced at the growing snow outside. Although this moment came too suddenly and without any warning, it was still after such an event, but he still did not hesitate at all.
The response is super fast.
Of course, it was fast. The original confession and being confessed were all taken by Lin Wuyu alone. If Lin Wuyu robbed him again this time, this would not be a problem that could be solved by a fight.
"I love you." Ding Ji flicked on the window.
Lin Wuyu smiled after a while: "I won't grab the words this time. If you say it tomorrow morning, I'll wait until tomorrow morning."
"I'm not so shameless now," Ding Ji said. "After all, I've been with you for so long."
"Go to sleep," Lin Wuyu said with a smile, "Tomorrow I'll bring some New Year's goods over there. When you come downstairs and help you pick them up, it won't be so obvious."
"Where to bring New Year's goods?" Ding Ji asked, "It's been a while, are you going to go to the mall tomorrow to buy it?"
"I bought it before." Lin Wuyu said.
"Before? Why didn't I know," Ding Ji was stunned, "Are you going to buy it back to your house?"
"No," Lin Wuyu smiled, "I was planning to buy my own food for the Chinese New Year, just dim sum or something. The hotel restaurant I stayed in earlier had the New Year's goods made by his family, so I bought some more, and it was pretty good. food."
Ding Ji didn't speak, and suddenly felt very sad.
If Dad didn't have a sudden convulsion, Lin Wuyu would have the cat in the hotel room this year, eating the New Year's goods that he bought for himself...
"Ding Ji." Lin Wuyu called him.
"Ah." Ding Ji responded.
"Don't add drama to me," Lin Wuyu said, "I'm not as miserable as you think."
Ding Ji couldn't help laughing: "Damn, poor little boy."
"Go to bed earlier," Lin Wuyu said, "It's been a few days of tossing, so let's get a good night's sleep tonight."
"Well." Ding Ji nodded.
Before the New Year, Ding Ji was very relaxed. Since the holiday, he has been away from home every day, playing wildly outside. When he is hungry, he will follow his grandma's ass when he comes back. Carrying out with her to buy vegetables and New Year's goods, he can never buy enough. He complains and obeys every time. He likes this kind of life, there is no pressure and there are not too many restrictions.
Even after his parents return to China, the days have not changed much, except that he needs to be forced to go back to his "home" to live for a few days, and then he is still free. My parents are very busy with work, even if they are in their thirties. It was only an hour or two before the New Year's Eve dinner. One year, he worked overtime and didn't arrive until halfway through the meal. Ding Ji was quite happy.
This year's New Year is a memory he will not forget, and it is the first uneasy year he has ever lived.
He didn't even wake up until almost noon like in previous years, he got up before ten o'clock, sent a message to Lin Wuyu, and went to the kitchen.
Grandpa Lei can't stop going out for a walk, grandma and sister-in-law are busy.
As soon as he came in, the aunt pushed him out: "You're not a child anymore. If such a big man puts a pestle here, we can't do anything anymore."
"I'll help." Ding Ji struggled to get to the chopping board, "Let me see, what good dishes are there."
"Give him a bite." Grandma cut a piece of braised beef. "If you don't let him have a bite, he won't be able to get out. He can grow on the door frame."
"Isn't it annoying?" The aunt picked up the piece of braised beef cut by grandma and stuffed it into his mouth, "You can go out when you want, your dad will be here right away."
"I'm not going out." Ding Ji said, "I'll talk to him again."
"Don't," Grandma was startled, "I don't have any extra doors here for you to kick."
"There is no extra door at his father's place," the aunt said and gave him another look. "You can find another time. If you don't talk about it, you won't be able to eat this New Year's Eve dinner."
"We can talk." Ding Ji said.
"Isn't it annoying!" Grandma said.
"Isn't it," the little aunt sighed, "I'm so annoying."
Ding Ji didn't know what to talk about with his father, he just felt that things couldn't be left half-heartedly, with nothing to do with him.
When Dad came in with a toolbox, he took the initiative to say hello: "Dad."
"Yeah." Dad glanced at him.
No more words after that.
Dad went into the kitchen and said a few words to grandma, and then carried the toolbox into the grandparents' room.
Fix lights.
Ding Ji lowered his head and pinched his fingers, stood up and walked in.
In fact, he can repair this lamp, faster than my father, who is a scholar. He has already stood up with a ladder, and then he remembered that he didn't take anything.
Ding Ji went over, bent over and rummaged in the toolbox, took an electric pen and handed it to him.
"Okay," Dad said, "if you want to go out, go out."
"I'm not going out." Ding Ji leaned on the table next to him.
Dad looked at him.
"Have a few words," Ding Ji said, "I'm afraid it won't be comfortable when everyone arrives."
"It's impossible to eat comfortably without talking," Dad said.
Ding Ji took a breath and let it out slowly, sorting out his emotions.
Then he said again: "Anyway, thank you for not forcing me to do anything about this."
"You can't force this," Dad said, "To tell the truth, it won't make your life trajectory develop in any bad direction, so there's no need to make a big fuss. Attitude…”
Dad glanced over to the living room, probably because he was afraid that grandma would suddenly come over.
"It's not good," he continued. "Look at your ten years, you haven't played your level well at all, and you haven't..."
"Dad," Ding Ji raised his head and looked at him, "Have you always been very disciplined and serious before you got into H University?"
Dad looked at him, opened his mouth and said nothing.
"Isn't it third in the total score?" Ding Ji said, "I have done what you can do, so I am not dissatisfied with my current situation, really."
"You should have been better!" Dad suppressed his voice and looked at him angrily.
"There is no such thing," Ding Ji said, "I should have been accompanied by my parents since I was a child, but without this principle, you have your difficulties, so I don't force it."
Dad came down the ladder and stared at him.
"I've been saying some things, but you've never been listening," Ding Ji said. "If it's my grandparents, if I'm not good here, what should I do there, I'll be obedient and change it. You know why?"
Dad sighed softly.
"Of course, they wouldn't say that about me," Ding Ji said, "they only want me to be happy, to grow up without pressure, to be who they want to be, to live the life they want, and they don't have anything to do with me. I've had the "should" plan, so they think I'm fine."
The tendons on Dad's forehead jumped, but he probably didn't prepare in advance, and he still didn't say a word after arguing that it wasn't his strength.
Ding Ji didn't expect his response either. Only in this state can Dad hear what he said and what he said in vain for two or three years.
"Dad, didn't they treat you the same way? They never interfered with your decision, and never decided what path you should take," Ding Ji said. "All your choices are made by yourself."
"Needless to say," Dad waved his hand, "I don't want to argue with you."
"You don't have to fight with me, you can't compete with me," Ding Ji felt that he was possessed by Lin Wuyu at this moment, "Just listen to me, I just want you to listen to me, just once."
"Listen." Dad gritted his teeth, and he could see the muscles bulging in his cheeks.
"I guess I can't be the kind of child you want, but you don't have any..." Ding Ji's mind was going crazy and he couldn't think of a mild word, so he had to say the original word, "I have no right to ask me to become The way you want, but I can be happy, at ease, and be myself."
Dad turned around and climbed the ladder again, still without tools.
Ding Ji took another vertebra and handed it to him: "I'm done."
"I heard." Dad took the change.
Ding Ji turned around and walked out of the room. Dad should have listened carefully. Whether or not he was forced not to listen, it might not have changed much. If it was true, these few words could change a man in his forties for so many years. Come to think of it, there is no family conflict.
But what he was about to say, after expressing these thoughts for a long time, finally let Dad hear it.
That's it.
Anyway, for the New Year's Eve, you have to listen even if you don't listen. You can't get angry if you listen to it. The whole family is here, and you still have to maintain your tolerance.
That's it.
pretty good.
Awesome!
"Very awesome," Lin Wuyu looked at Ding Ji, "you're not afraid that your dad will stab you on the spot by pulling the wire."
"Then my family will eat human flesh dumplings today," Ding Ji took the bag in his hand, "How about such a big bag? This is... I rely on it, Lin Wuyu."
"What's wrong?" Lin Wuyu looked at him.
Ding Ji picked up the bag and looked at it in front of him: "You foodie who just wants to enjoy leisure and hard work, you actually live in a five-star hotel? Are you still buying a New Year's gift set in a five-star hotel and planning to eat it yourself?"
"It's really delicious," Lin Wuyu said, "I hate to eat several kinds of sweets, all of which are delicious."
"My focus is whether it's good or not?" Ding Ji said, "What's my focus?"
"I live in a five-star hotel." Lin Wuyu said.
"Yes." Ding Ji said.
"Actually, it doesn't cost much to live for a few days," Lin Wuyu said, "Don't use the state you owe money to consider my consumption..."
"Lin Wuyu?" Ding Ji interrupted him.
"No need to pay it back," Lin Wuyu said immediately, "I love you."
"Fuck off!" Ding Ji listened to the music, "Listen to your scumbag tone."
Lin Wuyu smiled and hugged his shoulder: "Go up? Only your dad is here?"
"Well," Ding Ji entered the corridor with him, "My mother probably will come over in the afternoon, and I will pick up the things in a while. Let's go to the little mung bean grandma's house again and pick up the little mung bean."
"Steal the child?" Lin Wuyu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.
"You can't get through, right?" Ding Ji glanced at him, "Last year, my aunt's family lived with my little uncle, and this year it's here."
"Oh." Lin Wuyu nodded.
There was no obvious difference between Ding Ji's father and when he saw him yesterday, his expression remained the same. Lin Wuyu felt that maybe this person's requirements for everything in the world were too high, so he always had a dissatisfied expression.
"Happy New Year Uncle." Lin Wuyu greeted him.
"Happy New Year." Ding Ji's father nodded, a little stiff, but still normal.
"Here comes the little fairy," Grandma called from the kitchen. "Come and try the food, see how it tastes?"
"Happy New Year, grandma," Lin Wuyu entered the kitchen, and his nose was full of fragrance, "Happy New Year, little aunt."
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year," the aunt took a bowl and sandwiched a piece of lamb chops, "it's just right, you can try it."
"What about mine?" Ding Ji asked.
"Just tell me how much you've eaten here," the aunt said. "Have you eaten one serving of such a good dish, are you already full?"
"Hurry up and eat," Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu, "After two bites, I have to pick up the little mung bean."
Lin Wuyu glanced at him, picked up the lamb chops in the bowl, blew it, then stuffed it directly into his mouth, and then pulled it out to pull out the lamb bones.
"Ouch," Grandma slapped Ding Ji's arm immediately when she saw the pose, "what are you urging him to do, such a big mouth will burn again!"
"He's not a fool," Ding Ji rubbed his arms and looked at Lin Wuyu, "Did you not eat anything in the morning?"
"Eat." Lin Wuyu said vaguely, "Let's go."
When going out, Lin Wuyu looked at Ding Ji's father again, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and basically turned a blind eye to the two of them.
"Your dad is already very good." Lin Wuyu whispered after leaving the door.
"Well," Ding Ji smiled, "after all, if he is unhappy during the Chinese New Year, the whole family will scold him. My grandmother and sister-in-law scold others, which is really not something ordinary people can handle."
The two of them took a taxi and went to the little mung bean grandma's house.
Lin Wuyu sat in the car and kept looking out the window.
There were very few people on the street, the shops were closed, there were red confetti scattered on the ground, and the smell of gunfire in the air was getting stronger and stronger... In previous years, he didn't pay much attention to these things.
At this time, he almost stayed in his bedroom. He wouldn't pay attention to what it was like outside. All he wanted was that time would pass quickly, and school would be good to go back to school.
This was the first time in so many years that he was wandering the streets at noon in his thirties, smelling the New Year's Eve, and looking at people who were walking in a hurry but smiling happily.
If he hadn't met Ding Ji, this Spring Festival, he probably wouldn't have gone home at all, and he and Lin Zhan would spend the New Year in the same city.
Or Lin Zhan will not be found. After all, it was Ding Ji who left the phone.
He turned his head and looked at Ding Ji. He was really a wonderful person. Everything that Ding Ji brought to him was full of freshness and hope.
Little Mung Bean's grandmother's house has a small yard. When they arrived, Little Mung Bean was dressed in red and took a selfie with a snowman in the yard.
"Douer." Ding Ji called her over.
"Brother!" Little Mungdou ran over happily, "Brother Xiaolin, Happy Chinese New Year!"
"Happy New Year! Where's your grandma?" Ding Ji asked.
"It's inside." Little Mung Bean turned and ran into the house.
After a while, an old lady came out with her bag: "Xiao Ji is here."
"Happy Chinese New Year, grandma." Ding Ji said.
"Happy Chinese New Year, grandma." Lin Wuyu also called out.
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year," the old lady handed a red envelope to each of them, "Take it, it's not big, don't push me."
"Take it." Ding Ji nodded.
Lin Wuyu also accepted the red envelope.
"Who is this child?" The old lady looked at Lin Wuyu.
"This is..." Ding Ji hesitated and didn't know how to introduce it. After all, it was a New Year's relationship, and he was a little reluctant to say that it was a classmate.
"This is my grandma's godson," said the little mung bean, "that's good."
"Oh!" The old lady nodded, suddenly realizing it.
When walking towards the street with Little Mung Bean, Ding Ji tugged at her braid: "Are you okay? Give Lin Wuyu a direct promotion?"
"My name is uncle." Lin Wuyu said.
"Shut up." Ding Ji stared at him.
"Thank you for helping you smooth things out, and I still think I'm wrong," Little Mungdou pulled back her braids from his hands, "Don't be pulling girls' hair like a primary school student."
Lin Wuyu had been enduring it since just now, but now he couldn't help but laughed out loud.
"Laugh, are you happy to take advantage of it?" Ding Ji glanced at him, then picked up the collar of the little mung bean, "Can't you say this is the grandson you know?"
"That doesn't sound good. I'm rushing to be a grandson." Little Mung Bean said.
Lin Wuyu laughed even louder, almost choking.
"Your mother also said that I was annoying," Ding Ji sighed helplessly, and then laughed, "You are the most annoying, annoying."
"You don't have to worry, my grandma can't remember things now," Little Mungdou sighed, "turn around and forget."
"The next time I see her, if she asks, I'll settle the account with you." Ding Ji said.
Little Mung Bean ignored him and walked forward.
"Call a car," Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone, "I haven't seen any rentals around here."
"You can walk there," Little Mung Bean said while jumping in front, "It's not too far, let's walk."
"Aren't you cold?" Ding Ji asked.
"It's alright," Little Mung Bean continued to jump, "I'm jumping, do you see heat coming from my head?"
"You're wearing a hat." Lin Wuyu said.
Little Mung Bean raised his hand to take off the hat, but he touched the hat with his hands, and put it down again: "Forget it, I've been wearing my hat for a long time, and my hair must be messed up."
"Oh, elementary school students are so particular these days." Ding Ji turned his head and was amused for a long time.
"Are you two cold?" Little Mung Bean turned and jumped back.
"It's not cold." Lin Wuyu said.
"Then let's go," Little Mung Bean opened his arms. "In a street without people, all the air and snow on the street belong to you alone. You only get this chance once a year."
"Damn it," Ding Ji was stunned, "Where did you learn this trick."
"This is life insight," said Little Mung Bean, "you don't understand."
"Okay, I don't understand." Ding Ji nodded.
After a few steps back, the little mung bean suddenly asked, "How did you two spend Valentine's Day?"
Before they could answer, Little Mung Bean had already turned and ran forward.
"How did it go?" Lin Wuyu turned to look at Ding Ji.
"I don't know," Ding Ji thought for a while, "I didn't think about Valentine's Day at all."
Just as Lin Wuyu was about to speak, he quickly chased after him: "I didn't mean that! I just said I, I, I, I didn't think about it..."
"I know." Lin Wuyu smiled and hugged his shoulders.
"How did it go?" Ding Ji asked.
"However," Lin Wuyu said, "this day, we don't lack anything for receiving gifts and creating a sense of security and memories."
"I'm still short of gifts." Ding Ji said.
"Deduct one thousand from the money you owe me, buy whatever you want." Lin Wuyu said.
"I won't have a good year if I don't pay back the money today!" Ding Ji took out his mobile phone.
"Don't," Lin Wuyu took his phone away, "I have a goal."
"What goal?" Ding Ji asked.
"Let you be someone who owes money to someone and never pays it back in his life," Lin Wuyu said happily, "I will write to you when you are old and hiccups, this person owes me money and has never paid it back in his life. ."
Ding Ji laughed, raised his head and looked at the sky: "Okay, just write like that."