Chapter 156

"Passing by."

Understatement of the two words, let Ou Tianqing but appear a little stiff up.

Who even brought her dumplings when passing by?

"Oh... Well, I'll go back first."

Since she was passing by, why did she have the cheek to ask others to go up.

Tongmo just turned to prepare to enter the corridor, Ou Tianqing quickly catch up.

"I brought you some dumplings."

Ou Tianqing also knows that his words are contradictory. Fortunately, Tong Mo didn't tear him down, "then go up and sit down."

Two people entered the corridor one by one, and then returned to Tong Mo's apartment.

"The dumplings are still hot. Eat them while they are hot." Ou Tianqing put the dumplings on the table.

"Have you eaten?" Tong Mo felt regret after asking. What time is it? Of course, he has already had the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve.

"I have."

Tong Mo puts the dumplings on the plate. The dumplings are small and beautiful. At first glance, they are made by skillful people. Tong Mo knows that Ou Tianqing's mother, Tong Xiaoman, is a good cook, so the dumplings must be made by her.

She poured a small dish of vinegar and sat down at the table and began to eat dumplings.

Ou Tianqing just sat and looked at her. They didn't speak, as if they didn't exist. The whole space was quiet and frightening.

It's hard to find such a quiet family on New Year's Eve.

Ou Tianqing takes a look at the kitchen. There are vegetables ready to be cut on the chopping board, as well as the unprocessed noodles in the basin. He is sad again.

Tong Mo is seriously eating dumplings. This is probably the most serious time she has ever eaten since she was a child. She didn't dare to look up, because her tears have been circling in her eyes.

Three years, she had three years of new year's Eve without dumplings, and three years of Spring Festival without people.

I still remember that in the first year, she also wanted to buy some quick-frozen dumplings. When it was the new year, she was so poor that she could not afford the brands she saw in the advertisements every day. She could only buy some unknown brands.

But after taking it home, I found that it was really terrible, and even found flies in it.

This is the only time that someone has sent her dumplings. This is also the only time that she can eat dumplings on the eve of new year's Eve.

And the dumplings are delicious.

"Where did you just go?"

Ou Tianqing saw that there seemed to be yogurt in the plastic bag she was carrying.

"I went to the convenience store and bought something." Tong Mo said lightly while eating.

"Is the convenience store open now?"

"It's almost closed."

Ou Tianqing has nothing to say, and he doesn't know what to say.

After eating the dumplings, Tong Mo cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, leaving a lot of dumplings. She also put them in the refrigerator.

When she came out of the kitchen, her eyes were still red, but there was no trace of tears.

Fireworks have started to set off outside. Air pollution has become more and more serious these years. During the Spring Festival, there are many safety problems in setting off firecrackers, so it is now stipulated that firecrackers and fireworks are only allowed on the 30th and the first day of the lunar new year.

Chinese New Year is to have the atmosphere of Chinese new year, and people all make great efforts to set off firecrackers on this day.

Tong Mo went to the bedroom, the bedroom has a big balcony, just a good place to see fireworks.

Some are like waterfalls, some are like fairy flowers, some are like meteor shower, some are like clusters of chrysanthemums in full bloom, red, white, blue, purple, yellow, the sky dyed colorful.

Ou Tianqing stands on the side of Tong Mo, and there is a little smile on Tong Mo's face.

He stretched out his hand to embrace her shoulder, Tong Mo looked at the hand, somehow did not refuse.

Maybe people always want to rely on them when they are vulnerable.

"It's beautiful." Tong Mo likes to watch fireworks in his heart.

She can't remember the last time she enjoyed fireworks so quietly.

Ou Tianqing turned his head and looked at Tong Mo, clusters of fireworks blooming in her smart eyes.

"You just asked me what I went out to do. I went to buy dumplings. I wanted to make some dumplings for myself, but I couldn't make noodles. I wasted five Jin of flour and couldn't make up. So I had to go out and buy them. Who knows, all the frozen dumplings in the supermarket are sold out."

Tong Mo sniffed, and the bitterness of his lips spread, "thank you, dumplings are delicious."

After hearing this, Ou Tianqing put his arm around Tong Mo's shoulder with a little force. He didn't know how to give her some comfort.

"The past few years have been like this." This is not a question, but a statement.

"It's almost the same. In fact, it's not so miserable. I'll specially add an extra poached egg and an extra sausage when I cook noodles."

"Why didn't you want to come to me?"

Ou Tianqing's mind is very pictorial at the moment. He seems to be able to imagine Tong Mo watching fireworks with foam noodles in his hand. One more poached egg and one more sausage will be regarded as new year's day.

"At that time, you were probably with your family. How can I find you?"

Tong Mo didn't want to find ou Tianqing either. One spring festival, when it snowed heavily, the heating of her rented house was stopped. She was shivering in the quilt, so cold that she just wanted to cry.

At that time, she wanted to call Ou Tian, but after thinking about it, she still didn't have the courage to call out. She felt that she was too unpromising, so she bit her teeth and carried it down.

Ou Tianqing turned around and rubbed her face back and forth with his big palm. "No, no more."

The Tong mo of this saying is a little puzzling. She doesn't understand Ou Tianqing's words. What does it mean that she won't do it in the future?

Ou Tianqing dropped his head to kiss the corner of Tong Mo's eye, just her tears flow down, her tears flow into his mouth, salty, with sour.

He kisses very slowly, like a fragile crystal in his hand.

His kiss slowly fell to her lips, and Tong Mo catered to him as if his body was no longer under his control.

All the leading power is in the hands of Ou Tianqing.

The fire trees and silver flowers are still blooming outside. I don't know how many people in love are cuddling with each other and kissing each other against the backdrop of this scenery.

Their kisses get hotter and hotter, then they both fall on the bed, and their bodies are completely out of control.

After the harvest, Tong Mo nestles in Ou Tianqing's arms and sleeps sweetly.

Ou Tianqing quietly appreciated the quiet little face.

It's two o'clock in the morning. He's going home. On the morning of the first day of the lunar new year, the whole family will go to Mohist school to spend the first day of the Lunar New Year together.

He gave her a deep kiss on the cheek and pulled his arm out.