Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 84

Chen Yan did not expect that Song Zhi would take him home when he said he would take him home, so he did it right away.

Literally - she got off work from the motorcade ahead of schedule on New Year's Eve, specially went to the studio to pick him up, and then drove him to the gate of Chen's villa.

Song Zhi parked the car, opened the car door for him, and stretched out his hand to him:

"Chen Yan, you are right, you can't stay in the hotel all the time."

"I know you want to come back and take a look, although I don't know what you are worried about , but since you want to come, I will come with you."

Indeed.

Since Chen Xichuan's death was found out last year, his father began to contact him frequently again. Maybe it was that Internet trial that dug up too many fateful coincidences and helplessness back then, but instead unraveled my mother. My father said that my mother's spirit was much better.

Later, because he announced his love affair with Song Zhi in a high-profile manner, and Chen Wendong, as Zhou Yan's friend, learned about Song Zhi's past. Recently, on the occasion of the New Year, my father called every day, asking him to take Song Zhi home and have a look.

Chen Yan knew that his father wanted to ease the relationship with him.

But the depression of returning home last time is still vivid in his memory. He has no confidence, and he doesn't want Song Zhi to face the broken ground. It is enough for her to mend him alone in the abyss, and she should not be dragged to bear the rest of the additional pain.

Unexpectedly, she had seen it in her eyes and planned it long ago.

Chen Yan stared at the strong, brave and fearless girl in front of her, and was slightly absent-minded for a while.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Song Zhi thought he was still hesitating. She stretched out her hand and dragged him out of the car, just like dragging him out of the dark mud flood back then.

"Let's go."

Her steps were firm and her tone was relaxed, "My dad has to bring me to visit during the Spring Festival anyway, why don't I come with you first!"

Chen Yan looked at her heroic back, and pulled her away to the side.

After a long absence, he actually smiled at the door of his house: "Zhizhi, stand behind me. In case my mother is not in good condition, I will stand in the way."

Song Zhi shook his head and stood in front of him.

She squeezed his hand reassuringly: "Don't be afraid, Missy will protect you."

After saying that, the girl rang the doorbell for him.

Chen Yan knew the password, but didn't speak, and let her lead.

After two ding-dong sounds, the door opened from the inside, and Mother Chen stood in it, looking past Song Zhiding to Chen Yan.

Song Zhi felt that the young man held by her became nervous, even showing a little bit of fear.

She smiled at Chen's mother, and greeted, "Hello, Aunt Liang, I'm Song Zhi."

Liang Qinghe didn't respond, and continued to stare at her son absent-mindedly.

Chen Yan was very afraid that her mother would rush over and call herself "Xichuan" like Xia Tian did.

Song Zhi was also a little nervous. After all, on the day of Chen Xichuan's death, she saw Chen's mother slap Chen Yan with her own eyes.

At this moment, Liang Qinghe's eyes were red, and he suddenly passed her and rushed towards his son.

Startled, she instinctively moved in front of Chen Yan.

But Chen's mother choked up and said: "Xiao Yan, you are finally back..."

The woman's appearance with mixed feelings was completely different from half a year ago, and the two people at the door were startled.

Song Zhi made sure that Liang Qinghe would not hit Chen Yan again, so he stepped aside.

Chen's mother hugged her son, and apologized in tears: "I'm sorry, mother didn't mean to treat you that way before. Xiao Yan, I'm sorry for making you wronged for so many years, I'm sorry..." Liang Qinghe kept apologizing to Chen Yan

.

About blaming Chen Xichuan for his accident; about exiling him abroad;

From the time they met to when Father Chen invited them into the living room to sit down, Mother Chen kept saying sorry.

It seems that after Jiang Shuyue tore open the hole named Chen Xichuan, not only Zhou Yichan was relieved, but also his mother Liang Qinghe.

She seems to have finally accepted that the death of the elder son was the cruelty of fate, not the "murder" of the younger son. Her spirit returned to normal, she no longer admitted Chen Yan's mistake, and no longer rejected seeing him.

Throughout the night, Liang Qinghe not only apologized, but also asked a lot about Chen Yan's life that he had missed in these years.

Even Song Zhi was warmed up by her.

"I know, Auntie has heard about you, you are a tough and brave girl, thank you for holding Chen Yan." "You are welcome to come to Auntie at

any time, Auntie makes desserts, next time you come and make them for you Eat."

"Actually, Auntie has always wanted a daughter. From now on, you will be Auntie's daughter just like Yu Meng."

Liang Qinghe praised her and invited her very gently, looking like a loving mother.

This night, the atmosphere of the Chen family was particularly warm, as if the haze of the past had finally dissipated.

Song Zhi found that it was not like the last time she came here, it was full of things related to Chen Xichuan.

Most of those framed trophies were put away, replaced by traces of Chen Yan's childhood life. The group photo of him graduating from kindergarten, the medal he won for driving a kart for the first time...

Song Zhi admired them one by one and took photos for preservation.

In fact, if the family atmosphere is like this from now on, it doesn't hurt to come with Chen Yan a few more times.

Song Zhigang was thinking this way, when Chen's father and Chen's mother suddenly came, beside her who was looking at the photo.

"I know, actually, there is one thing we want to ask you."

Liang Qinghe said, looked in the direction of Chen Yan's bedroom, and nodded to her husband after confirming that his son was still in the room.

The solemn appearance of the couple made Song Zhi puzzled and nervous.

After all, today was actually her first meeting with Chen Yan's parents, and she really didn't know why they needed to ask herself like this.

Song Zhi then said: "Don't be so polite, if you have anything to do with uncles and aunts, just tell me directly."

She said, "As long as I can, I will do my best."

The couple looked at each other, and then Father Chen said: "Actually, since childhood Homura became an adult last year, and I have been persuading Homura to go back to China. When he was in London, he was very repulsed to have a big fight with me. I thought he would never go home again. But—"

Father Chen looked at her: "Last summer, he came back suddenly without making a sound. At that time, I thought he had figured it out, but later I found out that it was because of you." Song Zhi's eyes flickered

.

At the beginning of Father Chen's words, she almost guessed their purpose.

Sure enough—

the next moment, Father Chen said immediately: "Song Zhi, we want you to persuade Xiao Yan to return to China."

Song Zhi looked up at the two of them, almost without hesitation: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I can't agree, and I won't agree."

Her attitude was very firm.

The couple did not give up.

Liang Qinghe stepped forward, held her hand a little excitedly, and said persuasively: "Zhizhi, it's not that we don't support him in pursuing his dream, it's just—" the

woman said with red eyes: "F1 is too dangerous a sport, almost There are major accidents every year. If you are lucky, you can escape death, and if you are unlucky, you will die on the spot... I am honest, I am honest, and I don't want any more accidents for Xiao Yan." Chen's mother's starting point may be really good

.

She has already lost a son, and has been in pain for so many years, and now she finally wakes up. If she loses her only youngest son again, she will probably be overwhelmed.

Song Zhi stared at the woman who was about to cry, and fell silent for a while.

Liang Qinghe saw that the girl seemed to be loose, and immediately asked her: "Zhizhi, aren't you worried? Have you ever thought that if Xiao Yan returns to China, not only will his life not be in such a great danger, but you guys will not be in danger in the future." There is no need to go to another place."

"Don't you want to stay with his family safely with him?"

Liang Qinghe's soul torture had just finished, and at the end of the corridor, Chen Yan, who was about to come out of the room, suddenly stopped walking.

He hid behind the door frame, wanted to rush out, and immediately took the girl away; but hesitated, wanting to hear her answer.

While hesitating, Song Zhi smiled lightly.

"When the elder son died and you were in pain, you exiled the younger son. Now, the tragedy of the elder son has passed, and you want to tie the younger son to your side again."

She asked sharply and mercilessly, "Don't you think it's ridiculous and selfish?"

Chen Yan's parents didn't expect the girl to be so strong and sharp all of a sudden, they were taken aback for a moment.

"Ask yourselves, if Chen Xichuan is still here, would you still oppose Chen Yan's driving a racing car?"

Father Chen and mother Chen opened their mouths, but they couldn't give an answer for a long time.

Song Zhi replied for them: "Maybe you will be worried, but you will compromise and respect him." "

Because the real Chen Yan should have stayed on the track he loves, not come back to be his brother's substitute."

Chen's father and Chen's mother's thoughts were punctured, and they were completely speechless for a while.

Across the corridor, Chen Yan was hit hard by Wen Rou's guns, and he was also moved and lost his soul.

But Song Zhi finally said decisively: "Of course I am worried about losing him, but I will not kidnap him with so-called love. If you want to make him give up his dream through me, I advise you to give up as soon as possible, because—"

She said every word: "I will never betray Chen Yan, I firmly support his dream!"

The girl swore to him loudly, and firm footsteps came from the stairwell.

Chen Yan didn't wait any longer, and rushed out the door to catch up.

"Xiao Yan—"

Mother Chen's complexion changed slightly when she saw him coming out so coincidentally, and called her son urgently.

Chen Yan turned a deaf ear, ran downstairs in two or three steps, pulled Song Zhi and ran out the door.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the streets at night are extremely bleak.

The orange street lights illuminated the two people running hand in hand, and the white mist they exhaled.

Chen Yan didn't stop until he reached the pink Ferrari parked across the street, and hugged the girl tightly.

"Zhizhi," he said suddenly, "I may not be able to drive the car to the limit."

Song Zhi was stunned, and instantly guessed that he must have heard it.

She circled the boy and said sincerely: "Chen Yan, I'm really not afraid. F1 may be dangerous, but I've always been prepared."

She told him: "In front of love, death is nothing to mention. I like you with love." "

But—"

Chen Yan buried her head on her neck, and said softly, "I found something that I want to keep more than love. Living is precious."

Song Zhijing asked him for a moment, "Then do you want to back down?"

Chen Yan was speechless for a long time, as if he was making a serious choice, and his love for him seemed to be shaken for a moment because of her.

But in the end he hugged her even tighter, and replied: "Fighting for the eldest lady, I will die without regret."

Song Zhi kicked him lightly, and said childishly: "Bah, bah, you are the 'God of War in the Rain' , I will be able to drive safely and honorably until I retire!"

"What if?"

Chen Yan asked, "What if there is an accident, will you cry?"

Song Zhi was silent for a long time, as if imagining the scene at that moment , seems to be thinking seriously.

After a long time, she replied: "I will enter F1 before that day and personally design the most stable, fastest and safest racing car for you." Always move

forward bravely, and always only plan what you can control.

This is Song Zhi, his eldest lady.

Chen Yan raised his head from the girl's neck, leaned over, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Okay." He said, "Before you come, I will never let 'what if' happen."

He loves her, and he will never give up.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the school motorcade is finally on holiday, and the students are rushing home to reunite with their relatives from all over the world.

The captain created a small group for the core design team members of the racing car who were going to participate in the competition. Except for the instructors, this group was all seniors who were juniors and above. Freshmen did not participate in the core design and were not eligible to join the group.

But Song Zhi is an exception.

Because the team previously encountered difficulties in designing the brake balance, they wanted to break through last year's design, but encountered a bottleneck. When Song Zhi heard about it, he donated his scooter—the one that Zhou Yan gave her when she entered school.

Although Zhou Yan is engaged in new energy vehicles, he knows that his daughter loves racing cars with better performance. When he was buying a car, he bought a top-end coupe on purpose and had it remodeled by a special person.

Song knew that the brake balance of this car happened to be at the competition level.

The coupe with millions of dollars, she said it would be dismantled.

Of course, the only condition is: she has to participate in the core design, she doesn't need to design, but she has to observe and learn the whole process.

In this world, money ability is the best superpower.

How can the team withstand such a temptation? ! Immediately, Song Zhi was pulled into all the core groups, and even the instructor was very enthusiastic about her, bluntly saying that if she didn't understand anything about the design, she could ask it alone!

Song Zhi brought funds into the team, and he was confident.

She was not polite at all. This winter vacation, she directly started to study the engine and brakes. While working with the senior instructor, she went to the workshop of Zhou Yan Company to make the finished product by herself.

Knowing her lofty ambitions, Zhou Yan assigned the company's top automotive engineer to her as well.

All of a sudden, the entire company and even half of the wealthy circle knew that Zhou Yan was very indulgent and doting on this newly found daughter.

One day, Song Zhi forgot to bring a racing car component in the workshop.

She was distressed, angry at herself for wasting time to go home and get it carelessly. Unexpectedly, the workshop director kept her and opened a production line on the spot to make it for her!

In fact, it will take a lot of time, but Song Zhi hasn't seen the production line operation process, so he really stayed, observed, studied and recorded step by step.

And that night, the front page of a financial account read:

"Car magnate Zhou Yan loves his daughter too much, he opened several production lines for his daughter to watch and play with! After the return of the princess 'Xingzhi', the scenery is boundless, just walk sideways in the company!" "

OK "Zhi" is the automobile brand founded by Zhou Yan.

It's full of pictures and texts. Song Zhi looked at it in the news, and it really looked like a dandy.

All the friends sent her a "congratulatory message":

[Laughing to death, you deserve to be a master of learning! The headlines of famous ladies are all showing off the Hermès showroom, and they are supporting their little idols, it's just you! Zuo Zuo Dad's production line...what the hell haha! ]

[This is so unstyled! Zhizhi@宋知, take this opportunity to send a friend a show to show off the countless supercars in your garage! It is necessary to justify the name of the top ladies! ]

[@Liberté, Yichan quickly posted about your mansion and the custom-made bags that you don't sell! I don't allow the car princess and the second princess to be described as so rustic by the media! 】

【@宋知, there is also the record of the big star Ji Yuanzhou who made a small sticky bean to catch you, and posted it to make netizens look at each other. 】

[Hahahahahahahaha, the scene is wonderful to think about it. There is definitely a hot search for the first bedroom with a hot search for the real estate

. Hundreds.

And the team is even more exaggerated:

[Damn it! Is this the princess 'Xingzhi'? Feel free to squander an entire production line for experiments! ]

[Princess @宋知, is it an honor for our team to rent your production line for the next school year? Those equipment are so high-end! ]

[@宋知, big princess! From now on, you will be the angel investor of our team. Even if you don't participate in the design, if you win the prize, you will get a dividend! What a production line! ]

[Our team has Song Zhizhi, a talented girl who combines wisdom, wealth, and car skills. In the next few years, she will definitely dominate the college student formula, okay! ! ! 】

The rainbow farts made people dizzy, making Song Zhi truly understand how happy people will be once they have the ability to make money.

She was holding her mobile phone, leaning on the sofa, and replying to messages with a smile.

A weekly financial magazine slammed beside him.

Song Zhi looked up, and saw Zhou Yan standing in front of her with arms folded.

"Princess, do you know how many calls Dad received today?" He said quietly, "They all want to interview the princess." His

father's tone was not good, but Song Zhi was not afraid at all.

She put down her phone and blinked innocently: "Isn't this a good thing? Your daughter's experiment is completed, and she also helped the company to advertise for free." She smiled and asked, "Has the stock price increased a lot?" "It hasn't fallen

.

" It's good."

Zhou Yan stared at her: "All the friends who cooperate are complaining, let me spoil my daughter and don't forget to be professional, and don't ruin the company at all."

Song Zhi looked at his father with an unrepentant look: "Then , In case I will be willful. Not only use the production line privately, but also use it with the school team, what will Dad do?"

Zhou Yan looked at her and suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he stopped his joking gesture and asked, "Are you serious?"

Seeing his father suddenly serious, Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face also faded.

But she still nodded: "I planned carefully today, so it shouldn't be such an exaggeration to use a production line." "

After all, the team only builds one car a year, and adding spare parts is not a big project. One machine will do. After all, the school's machine tools are not as advanced as your company's, and their precision and strength are far worse. I want to use this as a reference to directly participate in the school team's car-making project." Song Zhi analyzed it from the actual situation and

said stated his ultimate goal.

But she didn't have full confidence, so she finally added: "Of course, if this will affect the image of Dad's company, if you take it for granted, forget it." She said: "With my own efforts, I will definitely be able to participate in it next winter

. "

"No need."

Zhou Yan sat down beside her with a smile and said, "If you have the conditions to practice in advance, why do you have to take a detour?"

Song Zhi was startled.

But her father told her: "Your goal is very clear. Dad decided to invest in you. List the machines you want, and I will donate them to the school team next semester." Song Zhi stared slightly, then shook his head instinctively

: "Don't waste it like this! Anyway, there are few classes in the freshman year. I can go to the company to do it every night. At that time, all the employees are off work, so there is no delay."

"There is nothing to waste."

Zhou Yan said dotingly and domineeringly: "Father is not short of money, and it is not a waste to buy anything for Zhizhi."

Song Zhi looked at his father blankly, speechless for a long time.

Although she has long known that Zhou Yan's father is very good. But in the past, she used the meaning of making up for it through layers; further on, she only experienced it through the identity of "Zhou Yichan".

Recently, today, at this moment, it was the first time she felt the feeling of being unconditionally pampered and indulged.

Flutteringly, there is also some inexplicable sourness and sweetness.

Song Zhishun hugged his father: "I'm so happy, I've already received the best gift before the new year really comes!"

Zhou Yan patted her head, like coaxing a child.

"It's not a gift, it's your father's due support for your studies." He said, "You know, the family trip didn't work out last time. How about we take Xiaochan abroad for a holiday in the new year?" Zhou Yan asked: "

Think Which country are you going to?"

Song Zhi rolled his eyes, but shook his head: "I don't want to go anywhere."

She said from the bottom of her heart, "I just want to stay at home with my father and sister, have New Year's Eve dinner, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and set off fireworks. Then, at zero o'clock, say Happy New Year to each other."

Song Yumo spent most of the Spring Festival in the past 18 years at work. After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Zhizong sat in front of the TV alone, quietly watching the hustle and bustle of the world.

Being able to participate in the excitement of the Spring Festival with her family is all her New Year's wishes.

In order to clarify the reason, Song Zhi only briefly described the day she wanted, but Zhou Yan seemed to understand her grievance and wish.

Her father hugged her back and patted her on the back lightly, as if comforting or promising.

He said: "I see. You know, every year from now on, Dad and Xiao Chan will be by your side, and you will get what you want." The

New Year's Eve finally came, and the temperature in Haishi dropped sharply.

After a busy year, most people traveled thousands of miles to go home to reunite with their relatives. Coupled with the cold air raid, the whole city suddenly became empty.

This is different from every 18th-tier small town that Song Zhi once went to. The most bustling time in a year in a small town is around the Spring Festival.

However, she prefers this first New Year in Haishi.

The family of three woke up early and went to the supermarket for big purchases.

They bought fresh ingredients to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together; they also bought a bunch of Huichun decorations to decorate their home; and snacks and fairy sticks, which were used as condiments between the Spring Festival Gala.

Talking and laughing as they moved the loot home, Song Zhi and Zhou Yichan immediately acted as an angry command and asked Zhou Yan to post Spring Festival couplets at the main entrance and the garage. Then, they began to discuss how to arrange the remaining window stickers, hanging decorations, New Year flowers and other bunch of small things.

During the bustling running, the whole morning slipped away.

In the afternoon, Song Zhi took the lead again, took his father and sister to make dumplings, and officially started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Everything was trivial and ordinary, and the dishes she cooked were far inferior to the famous chef Zhou Yan had invited.

But the three of them ate very satisfactorily, and Zhou Yan even posted on Moments for the first time, showing off the cooking skills of his eldest princess. At the end, he also showed Song Zhi the likes and compliments from his friends.

He is like a daughter slave blinded by family affection, proudly said: "We know that the world is the most powerful."

Zhou Yichan looked at him in astonishment, and exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Oh my god, this is still my strict control Crazy dad? Zhizhi, run, this person is not dad!"

Song Zhi was teased to lean forward and back.

When the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast to the song and dance program, the TV screen was full of starry sky and rain falling, Song Zhi smiled and thought of Chen Yan.

The boy also went home to eat New Year's Eve dinner tonight, I don't know how he is?

It happened that both Zhou Yichan and Zhou Yan were looking down to answer the message, so she got up, walked quietly to the garden and dialed the video to her boyfriend.

Surprisingly, no one answered.

Song Zhi thought he was busy, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

She returned to the hustle and bustle of the house, and after half an hour, she sent another message to Chen Yan:

[Why don't you reply to my video? 】

This time, the boy replied in seconds:

[Accompanying the guests, I will apologize to the eldest lady later]

Chen's mother has recovered, and it is normal for relatives to gather at Chen's house on New Year's Eve.

Chen Yan's reason was very good, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, but Song Zhi felt that he was lying.

After pondering for a moment, she went to ask again: [I went out to look for you, where are you? 】

The next moment, Chen Yan immediately played the video.

"Father, Yichan, I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon!"

Song Zhi picked up a coat and hurried towards the garage.

Caught off guard, Zhou Yan and Zhou Yichan didn't have time to ask any more questions, so they both told her:

"Be careful and keep your phone unblocked! Let Chen Yan take you back later."

"Zhizhi, I'll wait for you to come back for the new year!

" With a hmm, he ran away quickly.

She rushed to the car before she answered Chen Yan's video.

At the other end, the young man was surprised: "Did you really go out?"

Song Zhi saw the faint blue hair under his forehead, paused for a moment, and said calmly: "Well, I miss you. Where are you?"

Chen Yan turned the camera Moving down a little, avoiding the bruise on his forehead, he replied honestly, "It's at the hotel."

"Wait for me." Song didn't know much, hung up the video, and went back home to get a small medicine box.

She rushed to the hotel where the boy stayed as quickly as possible.

The moment he knocked on the door, he was embraced by Chen Yan.

Song Zhi called him back and asked directly: "What happened?"

Chen Yan said: "My mother is not in a good condition tonight."

A simple sentence covers everything.

The day when the family was supposed to be reunited, but because the mother missed the eldest son too much and was mentally unstable, he was injured and kicked out of the house.

For the New Year's Eve festival, Chen Yan didn't describe too many details.

He hugged the girl quietly for a moment, and only asked her: "How did you find something wrong?"

Song Zhi let go of the boy, and raised his hand to pinch his face: "My Chen Yan puppy, how could he just leave me alone because of the guests? The puppy is quiet, it must be very difficult." Chen Yan was slightly stunned

.

And she stretched her legs and hooked the door, led the boy to sit on the sofa, and found alcohol and detumescence spray from the medicine cabinet to help him treat the wound on his forehead.

Throughout the whole process, Chen Yan stared at her silently, like a poor stray dog ​​that was picked up.

Song Zhi fixed his forehead and asked, "Are there any other injuries?"

Chen Yan took her hand, put it on her heart, and replied coquettishly, "Miss, what should I do without you?"

Song Zhi Tapping the corner of his mouth slightly, he stretched out his hand to grasp the back of the boy's neck, pulling him closer to him.

"Pretend to be pitiful," she said.

A smile followed her in Chen Yan's eyes: "At this time, shouldn't you coax me?"

Song Zhi snorted, "It's good that I didn't settle accounts with you for so long."

"My fault." The young man Immediately reflecting on it, she said, "Then I'll coax you."

"Why—"

Before the last word "coax" was uttered, Chen Yan had already bowed his head and kissed her gently.

Lovely and gentle, as if expressing many emotions that cannot be expressed; delicate and cherished, every kiss is saying "I love you very much".

Outside the window, there are constant chirps of fireworks rising into the sky, and the light and shadow of the TV are constantly changing in the living room.

And the boys and girls on the sofa are immersed in the excitement and spring celebrations that belong to them alone, forgetting their emotions and being happy.

After all, it was New Year's Eve, and Song Zhi didn't stay in the hotel for too long, so Chen Yan offered to take her home.

Zhou's residence is actually not far from here. On the return trip, the two deliberately chose to walk.

It's almost midnight, and the streets are more calm, but there are firecrackers constantly exploding with laughter, but it doesn't make people feel lonely.

The harmonious street lights poured down, illuminating the way forward for the boys and girls holding hands.

When the small white western-style building came into view, Chen Yan suddenly stopped.

Under the orange light, he hugged the girl gently: "Zhizhi, I started to like the New Year again." For

many years in the past, Chen Yan spent the New Year abroad.

That night, he would invite friends and party until dawn. Surrounded by excitement and hustle and bustle, but it still can't conceal the loneliness in my heart.

Tonight is different.

There are no noisy crowds, and no lively parties, but instead it taught him to find the long-lost pleasure of fireworks.

Song Zhi rested his head on the boy's chest and told him, "Chen Yan, I will spend the next year with you." The next

moment, they looked at each other tacitly.

Gorgeous fireworks exploded above his head, Chen Yan bowed his head, and was about to bid farewell with a kiss.

Suddenly,

"Ahem——"

"Emm——"

Two voices interrupted them abruptly.

Looking sideways, it was actually Zhou Yan and Zhou Yichan standing at the intersection.

The man has a knife in his eyes, while the girl is full of gossip, staring at them as if watching a show.

Song Zhi: ...

Chen Yan: ...

"Uncle Zhou, happy new year." Chen Yan greeted with a gritty smile.

And Song Zhi immediately let go of the boy, ran to his father in two or three steps and said, "Dad, let's go back and continue to watch the New Year's Eve!"

Although Zhou Yan knew that she was in a relationship with Chen Yan, and even their summer vacation was absurd. Love knows a thing or two.

But she ran away from home on New Year's Eve and was caught kissing a boy blatantly at the door of the house. She still felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

Song Zhi's face turned red, this was a rare sight, Zhou Yichan hurriedly raised her phone to secretly take a picture.

She glared at her sister and pushed the two of them to go home.

Zhou Yan stood still, staring straight at the boy and said, "Chen Yan, you come in too."

Chen Yan subconsciously refused: "I won't bother you on New Year's Eve, and I will definitely come to visit with gifts some other day!"

Zhou Yan's words were concise and to the point, "I said, come in."

After the man finished speaking, he dragged Zhou Yichan into the room first.

The young lovers looked at each other, and Song Zhi made a decision: "Chen Yan, come here, I will protect you!"

Chen Yan hooked the corner of his mouth, and simply nodded: "Okay, Missy, let Dad do it lightly."

The two deeply Take a breath and walk side by side to "Father's Wrath".

They were prepared to be questioned, as they were that night in Notting Hill last year.

However——

after entering the room, Zhou Yan didn't say anything.

He even gave Chen Yan a cup when he brought hot milk for his two daughters.

The man didn't interrogate, didn't ask questions, and didn't shake his face, which made Chen Yan feel a little bit on pins and needles. He didn't want to drink the glass of milk, let alone drink it.

Song Zhi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and began to test: "Father, why don't you let Chen Yan go back? It's Chinese New Year, you have to go home early." Zhou Yan took a sip of tea, glanced at

Chen Yan and said softly: "Tonight you Stay."

Chen Yan paused, wanting to explain something.

But Zhou Yan went on to say: "In case my eldest princess doesn't go to bed on the first day of the new year and runs out."

Song Zhi laughed.

She immediately understood that her father was simply teasing them on purpose, and he must have known about Chen Yan being homeless in his thirties.

Zhou Yan used his method to give Chen Yan a house to live in.

Song Zhi didn't point it out, held up the hot milk to touch his father, and said with a smile: "Dad, Happy New Year."

Zhou Yichan immediately followed: "Happy New Year! It's almost midnight, did Dad forget something?"

" Of course not." Zhou Yan said as he took out three red envelopes and handed them to the children.

This was the first time Song Zhi received lucky money. She liked it very much and was very happy, so she opened it on the spot.

Inside is not RMB, but a bank card, a "Fleet Donation Agreement", and a car key.

She looked at her father in surprise, and teased: "Dad won't plan to give me a car every year, right?"

Zhou Yan replied pamperingly: "Didn't you dismantle the last one? Like our big princess, one car a year." I'm afraid it's not enough."

"Then, thank you dad! I like this lucky money very much, very much!" Song Zhi pursed her lips lightly, and the corners of her raised lips didn't seem to fall down all day long.

"Mine is actually a 'contract for holding an art exhibition', you know, isn't our father really good at giving gifts?"

Zhou Yichan exclaimed, then turned her head to look at Chen Yan: "I'm so curious, what is Chen Yan's."

Chen Yan opened it and found that it was an F1 sponsorship contract and the gate code of Zhou's villa.

He looked sideways at Zhou Yan.

And the man patted him on the shoulder and said, "This family welcomes you anytime."

He didn't say thanks for his kindness, and Chen Yan only offered Zhou Yan a glass.

Only then did Zhou Yan point to the direction of the garden, motioning for him to have a private chat with him.

Song Zhi knew that his father could not embarrass Chen Yan, so he just pretended not to see his small movements, leaned close to his sister, and chatted with her friends online.

Chen Yan obediently followed Zhou Yan to the door at the edge of the living room.

He took the initiative to ask: "What does Uncle Zhou want to say?"

Zhou Yan glanced at Song Zhi who was talking and laughing at Yan Yan in the room, and then said: "Chen Yan, I have always supported you in driving a racing car these years. But today, I understand your father a little bit." Objected."

Chen Yan was silent for a moment, then looked at the man puzzled: "But you still gave me the sponsorship letter just now."

This shows that Zhou Yan is not like his parents, trying to persuade him to give up.

"Yeah."

Zhou Yan sighed slightly, "If possible, I really want to persuade you to give up. But—"

the man's eyes fell on his daughter again, but he was helpless and indulged: "I know that Song Zhi likes the one who is flamboyant and unrestrained." Race car driver Chen Yan."

For this reason, his silly girl did not hesitate to get up early and late to acquire knowledge, and tried every means to practice and accumulate.

She didn't say much, but Zhou Yan knew that she was working so hard just to run to that track.

Song Zhi was steadfast, as a father, he had no choice but to support him.

Chen Yan was very surprised.

He thought that Zhou Yan knew that his mother's state was repeated and his parents wanted him to return to the country, so they came to persuade him to give up.

Unexpectedly, the man came to persuade him to persevere.

It was difficult for Chen Yan to describe his mood at this moment.

Thousands of words, in the end he just said: "Uncle Zhou, don't worry. I will never give up the track."

He smiled: "I am very lucky, I have enough confidence."

In the past, without anyone's support, he could survive all the way forward.

Now, with her understanding and her company, he will only walk more firmly and better.

As soon as the boy's voice fell, the zero o'clock bell rang. The whole world exploded with the sound of celebration, and the chorus of "Unforgettable Tonight" came from the TV, and his girl came running from inside and wished him

with bright eyes: "

Chen Yan, Happy New Year!"

In the front, the first step is blessed.

But Chen Yan didn't mind at all, instead she was happy for her - she was surrounded by so much love now.

And for him, as long as he gets a little bit from her, that's enough.

Chen Yan smiled lightly, and responded softly: "Zhizhi, Happy New Year."

The girl ran back lightly and embraced her sister.

At this time, he turned sideways and said to Zhou Yan: "Uncle Zhou, Happy New Year."

Zhou Yan hummed and told him: "Chen Yan, I will not wish you a happy New Year. Fortunately, I finished the race safely, and there will never be a day that makes my daughter sad."

After saying this, the two men returned to the living room tacitly.

Song Zhi knew nothing about their conversation and had no time to take care of it. Because she has been submerged in electronic fireworks, after coming to Haishi, everyone and every group she joined are saying Happy New Year to her.

Her mobile phone has never stopped clamoring since zero, and the overwhelming happiness wraps her tightly.

A friend was sending her a red envelope and making a voice call, Song Zhi raised his head, and all his loved ones were by his side.

In an instant, she began to understand the meaning of the New Year.

The New Year seems to heal grievances and regrets.

It is often said that festivals make lonely people lonelier and happy people happier.

At this moment, Song Zhi deeply felt that she had changed from a lonely person to a happy person.

This night, Chen Yan was arranged to stay in a guest room in the villa.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, Song Zhi said good night to him, and planned to sleep to welcome the new year.

After all, living in Zhou's house, under Zhou Yan's nose, Chen Yan planned to play it safe.

Unexpectedly——

in the middle of the night, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and when it fell down again, there was warmth in his arms.

Chen Yan looked down and saw the girl smiling with her arms around him.

"Chen Yan, Happy New Year."

She looked at him with a smile, her eyes were brighter than Canxing, reminding him of the night when he was eighteen.

At that time, Song Zhi also stared at him so brightly and said, "Allow him to do anything."

Thinking about it now, maybe as early as that moment, his soul was snatched away by this girl, and he fell vertically into everything about her.

Chen Yan hugged Song Zhi gently, tenderly and cherishingly.

He asked: "It was midnight just now, didn't I already say that?"

"I didn't hug you just now, and I didn't give you a gift." Song Zhi said as if conjuring, and handed him a red envelope.

Chen Yan took it, a little startled, feeling that the scene in front of him was like a dream.

Seeing the young man in a daze, Song Zhi urged him: "Won't you take it apart and have a look?"

Chen Yan bowed his head and pressed against her forehead: "What if I dismantle the magic and you disappear?"

Song Zhi smiled softly: " Don't worry, I'm the eldest lady, not Syndurilla, and the shelf life of magic is forever."

Chen Yancai opened the red envelope, and two rings fell out of a stack of pink banknotes.

In the silent night, the jingling sound of collision is better than the most beautiful tune in the world.

"Knowing..."

He called her softly, carefully and solemnly holding the two rings in his palm, feeling speechless for a moment.

Song Zhi looked at him with a lively smile: "I'm so moved, what if I propose to you in the future, Chen Yan puppy, will you cry?

" , Only to find out that this is a pair of silver ring tail rings. A small sparkling diamond is embedded on the outside, and a series of numbers "2023·08·31" are engraved inside.

The last day of August last year was the day when Chen Yan and Song Zhi really met.

The corners of his eyes raised silently, he was moved by the girl's intentions, and also laughed at his misunderstanding

just now—"I almost cried just now." Chen Yan admitted frankly, "I thought Missy really wanted to take such a big step."

Song Zhi Squeezing his waist: "It's a good idea, the eldest lady will not take the initiative to open the mouth for such a thing."

"Yes." Chen Yan kissed her forehead lightly, "The princess never needs to be respectful, and wait until the knight thinks she is qualified to accompany you." When spending his whole life together, he will kneel down and sacrifice all the city for you."

Song Zhi couldn't help being touched by the humbleness in the sincerity of the young man.

"Just kidding. Chen Yan, you are very good, very good, but I don't think we need to be so anxious."

Song Zhi sat up with his arms up, and said, "I made these two rings by myself, designing, melting gold, shaping, forging It took a total of one month to punch, carve, and insert diamonds step by step." "

I didn't think too much about it when I made it, I just wanted to give you a special New Year's gift. People have couples' models when they are in love, so we Chen Xiaogou also Yes."

The moonlight illuminated the girl's eyes, and Chen Yan lost his mind.

After a long while, he gently hugged her waist, and said, "Why is it a couple's tail ring?" "

Forging a ring is very slow and requires a lot of patience, but the moment the finished product comes out, happiness is boundless. It's like us—"

Song Zhi hugged his neck, every word, with tenderness and sincerity:

"Chen Yan, we still have such a long life, so we can take it slowly. Slowly fall in love, slowly accompany, and slowly share every moment of every day." She said

to the boy, and at the same time, she also told herself: "Everything Everything will be better, and everything will be gained."

In an instant, all the low emotions on this New Year's Eve were blown away.

He felt that the snow was melting and spring was coming early.

Chen Yan hugged his girl tightly, wishing that time would stop, and hoped that time could flow slowly forever, every second was like this moment.

I don't know how long we hug each other.

When they let go of each other again, Song Zhi said: "Chen Yan, stretch out your hand."

He did as he did. Then the girl put a silver ring on him, branding the deepest memory for this new year.

Chen Yan also helped her put on the ring, and then bowed her head and kissed her tenderly.

After Song Zhi fell asleep peacefully with his eyes closed in his arms, Chen Yan got up cautiously, walked to the hanger lightly, and took out a velvet box from his coat.

He put the ruby ​​necklace around the neck of the sleeping girl, embraced her again, and kissed her lightly on the eyes: "Good night

, miss."

It was almost noon, but both of them were dumbfounded.

"I know, your dad won't break my leg..."

On the first night of being stayed overnight, he arrogantly shared the bed under the eyes of others. Although nothing actually happened, it seemed that nothing happened at all. Law explained.

Song Zhi was also worried about this.

She looked sideways at the young boy: "It's all your fault, you insist on kissing me, I was going to leave after giving the gift!"

Chen Yan surrendered: "My fault, my fault." He brought the topic back to reality, "The important thing is , what should I do now?"

Song Zhi: ...

After pondering for a moment, she raised her finger and pointed to the window: "Otherwise, just like Notting Hill, you take me through the window?"

Chen Yan really moved to the window to inquire, Never expected--

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhou Yan sitting in the garden downstairs, facing his room, and the man just happened to look up!

Chen Yan: ...

"How is it? Is there a safe 'smuggling' route?" Why! Song Zhi also walked to his side unprepared!

Chen Yan: .........

Song Zhi: ...

The three of them looked at each other, and the two young lovers froze on the spot. They obviously wanted to disappear in place, but they were firmly fixed there and could not move. Downstairs, Zhou Yanru coughed lightly at the intersection last night: "When you wake up, go downstairs to eat quickly. It's outrageous

not to have breakfast on the first day of the new year." "

I went out beforehand!"

Out of mind, out of mind, give them a step down and then turn around and leave.

Even so, the guilty two still waited until the sound of a car engine came from outside the house, and then came out of the room in desperation.

And as soon as they reached the stairwell, Zhou Yichan pointed her phone at them and said,

"On February 10, 2024, the first day of the first lunar month, it will be the first and last time my sister's boyfriend came to the door."

"Zhou Yichan!"

Song Zhi's face was flushed immediately, and she ran downstairs, chasing her sister to fight: "If you dare to post it in the group, I will deduct your room in my future house!" Since we met, Chen Yan has never

seen Song Zhi looked so naive and carefree.

And in the new year when he grew up, he never woke up in such an ordinary and breezy atmosphere, without unspeakable depression, and without the loneliness of being abandoned. Instead, there is a soft light covering the whole world.

He paused in the stairwell for a moment, his eyes following closely the girl surrounded by light.

In an instant, the sky shines brightly in the dark underground, and new seeds grow out of the barren mud flood.

Since then, every year, every year, life is endless.

Afterwards, Chen Yan and Song Zhi spent countless happy New Years together.

But whenever he recalls, he always thinks of 2024 for the first time. This year, the crescent moon on New Year's Eve is extraordinarily bright, hanging in the night sky, like the eyes of a girl hiding a smile; this year, the sunshine on the first day of the new year is particularly bright, so brilliant that it can illuminate all the darkness for the rest of your life.

This is their first new year together.

Also, the first New Year in the new era of his life.