Driving down Gu's house, this area is a rich and noble area. Setting off fireworks, like dying, dyed the sky full of smoke. Flowers are put in the dark night, making Wei Zi's eyes bright.
He drove very slowly. Wei Zi looked at the fireworks close to the window. It was really beautiful.
In the past, when she was in the Wei family for the new year, she could only serve as a waiter. The Wei family was a rich family and had a lot of guests. She had to help wash and rinse in the kitchen. She was not born in the main room, so she became a free rough maid.
"What's good to see," he said discontentedly.
Wei Zi smiled happily: "it's beautiful. How beautiful the fireworks are."
Just for her beauty, he drove very slowly. He could see bright fireworks all the way down.
On New Year's Eve this year, she watched all kinds of fireworks. She no longer broadcast them on TV or heard about them. She was so close that she reached out to the window and seemed to be able to touch them.
"Gu huaimo, the fireworks are so beautiful." she turned around and looked at him with a sweet smile. She was sleepy and a lot of precautions softened. She knew he would have left the place if he had slowed down.
His face was calm and expressionless: "what's beautiful?"
She spits out her tongue and despises him. The old man has no appreciation level.
Go back and habitually press the red envelope under the pillow and run to take a bath.
Gu huaimo hated this behavior very much. He threw her red envelope on the bedside table. Her fake mobile phone shouted. He easily answered: "what's up?"
"Eh... Is it the wrong number? Isn't it Wei Zi's cell phone?"
"Yes."
"Ah, you are Wei Zi's uncle. Oh, I'm Lin Yu, Wei Zi's best classmate. It's like this. Our class organized a carnival. We sang K at Dihao at 9:00 on the first night of the first day of the lunar new year, but Wei Zi must come. Happy New Year, uncle. Bye."
To her uncle, Gu huaimo was angry and threw her cell phone aside.
Wei Zi ran back trembling and hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover her body.
"Wei Zi."
"Yes."
"Just now your classmate called and said he was going to sing K on the first day of junior high school."
Oh, hey, how can you answer her phone indiscriminately, and you've got a straight face and a black face. Is he the one who should be angry?
"Well... Well, I won't go." the old man should be satisfied with such an answer.
"Go," he said, and then turned off the light. "Sleep."
It's so weird. Just go. Of course she wants to go.
When he fell asleep, he would slowly rub it over and stick it on him. He pushed her away with one hand, and she rolled over again without face and skin.
He turned around and felt her faint fragrance in the dark. There was an itch in his heart. He couldn't help reaching out to touch her face. He pointed to the soft, fragrant and warm skin under her abdomen. He bowed his head and gently kissed her cheek: "happy new year, little girl."
At this kiss, she shrank into his arms, and then grabbed his skirt with one hand: "Mom."
He was stunned, and she said low, "Mom, don't leave me."
He was not her mother, but his fingers gently stroked her face and whispered, "Wei Zi, Wei Zi."
She was already asleep, and her fingers still grabbed his clothes,
He sighed, patted her twice and hugged her.
This year's new year's Eve, it seems that he really forgot another person. He also wants to forget that he has a family, a wife and responsibility.
Some of the past, after all, is the past and will not come back.
Like fireworks, so beautiful, so gorgeous, but it will be dark in the end.