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Chapter 115 New Year's Eve

The sense of New Year's rituals may always be boring for adults.

After the ban on fireworks, the alarming and disturbing sound of firecrackers no longer sounded, and I actually felt a little lost, as if I had lost the flavor of many years.

Fang Zishu flipped through the apps on his phone again and again, and sent out a few lucky red envelopes to his family and company team groups. It was a bit of fun online, but otherwise it was pretty boring.

After ten o'clock, Fang's father and mother went to bed on time, leaving Fang Zishu alone in the huge living room to stubbornly watch the New Year's Eve.

Although the sense of ritual is tiring, people always seem to be obsessed with counting down time. Although they are often only excited for the second that spans a year, they will still look forward to it seriously next time.

Lin Hetao's call came when Fang Zishu was drowsy on the sofa.

"at home?"

It was quiet over there, as if they were in the car.

"Well, it's at my parents' place."

Lin Hetao didn't speak. After a while, he said briefly and concisely, "Address."

"what?"

"I just came back to Beijing, is it convenient for me to come out?"

The journey from City C to Beijing takes more than two hours. The streets on New Year's Eve are empty. The accelerator is almost pressed to the bottom. The scenery outside the car window recedes quickly. Unknowingly, it only takes less than two hours to get back.

The situation back at Lin's house was even worse than expected. Lin Hetao naturally wouldn't stay at home. He didn't even stay for a second, went back to the hotel, picked up his luggage and left City C directly.

Speaking of which, this was not his hometown in his memory.

Before the age of 17, except for the few remaining memories of Lin Hetao's childhood, his hometown was a small town near City C. At that time, his surname was not Lin.

Poverty, beatings and scolding filled his childhood and into his youth. The gears of fate turned when he was a somewhat numb 17-year-old.

Two things happened this year. Both his parents fell into the river and died, and Lin Hetao, who was still attending the funeral with a sullen face, was visited by the police.

It turns out that these are not his biological parents. The truth of the matter is that he was abducted to this village when he was three years old and bought by adoptive parents who were unable to conceive a child.

In just two years, the family's breeding industry suffered a heavy setback and was unable to recover, so Lin Hetao's life became difficult. The man he called "Dad" would viciously call him "Disaster" after drinking, and would not stop him for a moment. Unreasonable beatings have become commonplace.

Before returning to the Lin family, Lin Hetao was uneasy, but he could not hide his excitement.

Before the word family, it was given a solemn and certain adjective like "real", and the suffering life seemed to finally bloom in the desperate situation.

The Lin family warmly welcomed his return. As a well-known local entrepreneur, the TV station even reported the news. His mother Liu Qing shed tears in front of the camera, and Lin Feng also gave a touching speech.

But things were not as perfect as imagined.

At that time, the Lin family was already a family of three, and his addition made the originally stable triangle relationship become more subtle.

And the excitement and enthusiasm that he didn't know how to express quickly faded away. It wasn't until Lin Feng told him that he had submitted an application to live on campus that Lin Hetao realized that he had never had a place here.

From then on, Lin Hetao had nothing to worry about as he entered university, went abroad, and achieved success step by step. He could only remember the good college years. In addition to the satisfaction of his work-study study, there was also the freshman in the debating club who made his face smile with smiles. The curvy girl with short hair still lingers in my heart.When I came to my senses, the car had already parked at the downstairs of the old-fashioned residential building.

After getting out of the car, Lin Hetao habitually touched the cigarette in his coat pocket. The long silence while driving made his mouth taste slightly bitter. He paused when taking out the cigarette case, and finally put it back.

The voice-activated light on the fourth floor turned on, followed by the third and second floors. Lin Hetao's eyes slowly moved downwards following the light. He could already imagine the girl jumping down the stairs. The next second, she was wearing a beige down jacket wrapped in colorful clothes. Fang Zishu wearing a plaid scarf appeared in front of him.

The down jacket is wide, the scarf is tightly wrapped twice, and the figure is wrapped like a vanilla snowball with colored chocolate candies sprinkled on top. There is no hair style that is so exquisite that the curvature of the hair is, nor is there a close-fitting coat and mature retro-colored lipstick. Fang Zishu is sober. With a smile on her face and a red nose, she looked at Lin Hetao, slightly resembling the girl in her memory at that time.

He sighed inwardly and took a step closer.

After all these years, she is the only one who remains as good as the first time we met.

In a resort town on the outskirts of Beijing far away from the city, many people have gathered on the viewing bridge.

Under the bridge was the dark river, and the smoke from the people gathered could not resist the chill of the river, but Fang Zishu was still extremely excited.

Most of the people in the crowd are lovers. Men and women are hugging each other, whispering, or playing with the cameras in their hands to freeze the intimate moment.

"How do you know about this kind of place?" For someone like Lin Hetao who wants to work sixteen hours a day, it's hard to believe that he would know anything about this kind of thing.

Lin Hetao, who was leaning lightly on the fence beside the bridge, just glanced at the crowd, thought briefly, and answered vaguely, "Passing by by chance."

How come there are so many coincidences? It is about 10 minutes' drive from the center of Beijing. He works basically at two o'clock and one line at a time. This is also the first time for him to come here.

However, at Max a few days ago, Tang Mofan mentioned to Gu Yuan that there was a fireworks event at the Scenic Bridge on the night of New Year's Eve, and said that he should remember to take his sister-in-law there for romance.

Gu Yuan glanced at this man and simply said that he had other arrangements. Unexpectedly, he heard this and remembered it in his heart.

The figures were scattered, I just hoped that Gu Yuan would not go back on his words and suddenly appear.

It was already late at night, and the temperature was not friendly. I wonder if it was because there was a special person standing next to me. The blood in my body was jumping and flowing, and I didn't feel so cold anymore even when I stood quietly.

The time was almost up, and everyone looked at the sky, waiting for the beauty that was about to begin.

Lin Hetao glanced at his watch and leaned over, "Less than one minute left."

The deep voice flowed down the ears and into the heart, making people unable to ignore the unexplained slight tremors in their limbs.

Someone in the crowd took the lead in counting down, and the sound became louder and louder. Fang Zishu was so dizzy that he didn't know the specific time, so he just shouted along with the sound. It seemed that with every shout, the past year was taking a step backward.

"Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"

Dozens of fireworks burst into bloom as the words fell, and gold sand shot out into the sky, exploding into giant blue and purple flowers, which then decomposed and burned in the air, and all colors turned into golden tassels, falling brilliantly.

The fireworks that were enough to light up the sky lit up the smiling faces of those who looked up. Between the light and dark, Fang Zishu had no time to be distracted. She didn't know that the people around her had been staring at her for a long time.

He didn't need to look up, the fireworks reflected in her eyes were gorgeous enough.

(End of this chapter)