Chapter 293

There are rules in Lu's old house for the new year's Eve dinner. The round of delicious food comes up. Song Jin doesn't know that she is full in the first round, which leads to no chance of the food behind.

I can only watch it eagerly, but Lu Nancheng has no appetite. He eats a little hastily and drinks most of the time.

Song Jin thought of his discomfort a while ago and pulled his sleeve.

"Drink less."

"I have a sense of propriety."

She didn't speak. Next, Lu Nancheng cut down on drinking.

A new year's Eve dinner lasted more than two hours. The night outside was early and deep. Occasionally, fireworks were heard, and colorful lights lit up the night sky. Even sitting in the house, you can see it.

The old man didn't leave them, let the younger generation go to activities.

Song Jin ran out happily. She had no coat on and ran back coldly. She was caught by Lu Nancheng who came with her coat. She ran into his warm arms and was hugged by him.

"Put on your coat."

"Well."

At this moment, the old aunt's heart became extremely soft, and her nose was sour. When she stood up, he allowed her to put on a thick cotton padded jacket, then tied up her scarf and patted her on the shoulder.

"Go and play."

The light in his eyes is quiet, reflecting the smiling himself and the colorful fireworks in the sky. The moment of blooming, his eyes also become brilliant.

Song Jin suddenly sniffed and pulled him out.

"Watch the fireworks together."

"Do you want to play it?"

"Ah?"

Lu Nancheng reached out and rubbed her frozen red ears: "follow me."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Do what you want to do."

Song Jin is dragged by him to run in the dark. The cold air gets into her nose and tries to keep up with him. In the dark, he leaves her a strong running figure. Tonight is one of the few harmonious nights after their truth.

But she knew it might just be the calm before the storm.

Lu Nancheng took her to the cottage next to the villa, pushed the door in and turned on the light, only to find half a room full of fireworks. He was moving out, and she was squatting down.

Two people are not in a hurry to put, and so on after a row, Lu Nancheng let her stand away.

"You can order it."

Song Jin happily stands on the steps not far away. Lu Nancheng lights up one by one quickly, and then runs towards her.

The fireworks burst into the sky behind him, blooming with beauty. Song Jin took out her mobile phone and took a quick photo. Together with Lu Nancheng, she took a photo. He strode to see the fireworks blooming behind him.

She waved happily: "come on."

With a smile on her face, she was so happy that she wanted to jump up. Her mental age was in her twenties, and she even dared to say that she was her aunt.

Lu Nancheng stood beside her and watched her jump up and down. Her cold face slowly climbed up with a smile, and her mouth slightly tilted.

After the first round of fireworks, Lu Nancheng gave her the second round and the third round. The fireworks were in the old house. The old man sitting in the room knew that it was the younger generation who were setting off the fireworks. The old house had not been so busy for a long time. Since Song Jin married in, the atmosphere in the home began to be active and popular.

"We are old and can't keep up with the trend."

"When I was young, I remember setting off fireworks for my lover."

Song Hao fell into memory. The fireworks at that time were not as colorful as they are now. Even though they were monotonous, they were very rare in those days.

"I let my old lady go, and I almost hurt my eyes."

"Ha ha ha, there is an unforgettable memory."

"I didn't think it was precious at that time, but now I think it is precious in retrospect."

"The older you are, the more you will recall the past."

Two old people in the house are recalling, and the fireworks outside continue.

Lu Nanyu is sitting on the roof of the villa, drinking wine and looking at the fireworks in front of him. Song Jin's laughter and elder brother's scolding are interwoven in the air, and he smiles enviously.

The fireworks last night lasted for a long time.

He stored half a room of fireworks, almost finished last night. She was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy. She tossed and turned in bed, listening to the sound of the wall clock, lying in bed with him for the new year.

Maybe the fireworks last night were too romantic, burning their sense and blood. After the new year, they were doing intimate things, and they were so exhausted that they couldn't get up in the morning.

Lu Nancheng woke up early. His biological clock is always like this. Even on the rest day, he seldom sleeps in.

Song Jin in her arms is still sleeping sweetly, her face is red, her black hair is scattered in disorder, and there is no sign of waking up.

He didn't move. After a while, she rolled out of her arms and lay on the edge of the bed, her buttocks pouting.

Lu Nancheng rubbed his arm, numb arm slowly improved, blood flow back.

The light outside the window had already penetrated through the glass and fell in, mottled on the ground. The sound of rhubarb scratching the door came from the door, whining.Song Jin's eyelashes gently moved, slowly woke up, turned over, just rolled into his arms, face buried in his chest.

Muttering: "why so noisy?"

"Rhubarb wakes you up."

"What time is it?"

"It's past eight."

Song Jin used to get up at this point, but this morning she was very tired. Her bones seemed to fall apart, reminding her all the time how crazy she was last night. He seemed to kill himself.

They seem to be burning life, regardless of anything.

Song Jin touched his neck: "you get up."

"Don't you get up?"

"I'm slow."

Lu Nancheng took the lead to lift the quilt out of bed. At a glance, he saw the things in the garbage can. When he threw them away last night, they were broken. He didn't say it selfishly. Everything depends on God's will.

He soon washes and goes downstairs. Song Jin touches her waist and legs and gets up after the meeting.

Last night, the residual fireworks in the yard had been cleaned up and restored to the previous appearance. My uncle also went on a tour. There were only them and a few servants in the villa.

Song Jin simply gave the rest of the servants a holiday and let them go back.

Villa completely empty down, it seems that even the air are clamoring lonely.

She made breakfast for two and ate it in silence. After that, Lu Nancheng put down her chopsticks and said, "are you at home today?"

"Are you going out?"

"Go out and have a look."

"Good."

Song Jin did not want to go to the place, sitting in the car, let him drive around.

On the first day of the Spring Festival, most of the shops in the streets were closed, and occasionally opened a few. The whole street was cold and the imperial city was empty.

Song Jin was lying on the window looking at: "how no one."

"Home for the new year."

"Oh."

Lu Nancheng's car continued to drive. After driving a few blocks, he suddenly found that it was very familiar here. The further he went, the sanatorium was.

She blinked and looked at him. "You brought me here."

"Not that I miss him."

Song Jin really wants to, but now is not the time at all, afraid of being discovered by Su Yirou.

The car stopped outside the sanatorium: "get out of the car."