Chapter 673: One Man's Chinese New Year's Eve (Page 1/1)

Since the golden soul moment was found, this is the second time that Lu Yunqian has broken out of the character to open a rare equipment blueprint, although it can't be made right away, but just looking at it makes me happy. While admiring the drawings happily, she chatted casually: "Landlord, how are your family going to celebrate the New Year?" ”

"Me, coffee, and games." Liu Jiangqing replied succinctly.

"Huh?!" The joy on Lu Yunqian's face suddenly froze, she gasped and replaced her worried look, and couldn't help asking, "Are you alone?" What about Mom and Dad? Why don't you celebrate the New Year with your family? ”

Liu Jiangqing hesitated for a while, she didn't expect her to ask so much, took a sip of coffee, and slowly told her story in a very smooth tone, so short that she could hardly hear any feelings: "I have no family, my father died in a car accident seven years ago, and my mother later married somewhere I don't know." I've lived alone all these years, going to college, going to Mingyue Pavilion, and then selling my hometown house to settle in H City. Chinese New Year's Eve like this, this year is the eighth. ”

Unconsciously, there was no sound in YY, and Lu Yunqian's heart was so dull that she couldn't breathe, so she could only stare blankly at the footprints in the game.

When she first met Liu Jiangqing, she thought that this landlord must be a rich second generation, like the rich second generation in the TV series, she was young and had a car, and she didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, so she became a landlord.

But it turns out that she only sees the surface, this guy who is never good at explaining has experienced a hellish life that many people don't want to experience, and no one knows how he can resist it alone. Now that he has these family businesses, he can only sigh: It's great that the sky lives up to him!

Suddenly, Lu Yunqian remembered that when she was leaving from Liu Jiangqing, she heard him say something: Where he is, his home is there.

At that time, I thought it was just Liu Jiangqing joking that she would go back to her hometown to reunite with her parents about the next day, but I didn't expect this sentence to be true. Lu Yunqian was born with a little sentimentality, and at this time she was full of guilt, as if she had made a big mistake but didn't know how to make up for it. She took a deep breath and said loudly, "I...... I thought you were joking that day, I'm so sorry! ”

Hearing that the idiot in YY apologized so loudly, obviously looking sad, Liu Jiangqing couldn't help but laugh a little, and said with a smile: "Heh, these things have long passed, and now in retrospect, it looks like something happened in someone else's house, and it has nothing to do with me, so you can take this apology back." ”

"But I, I really ......" Lu Yunqian closed her eyes and shook her head, her face full of sadness.

"Instead of apologizing to me here, it's better to go with your parents early." Liu Jiangqing looked at the Heng Dao Yijian in the game, "Your brother must also hope that you can have a happy New Year, cherish the people around you, and always be more important than mourning the people who have left." ”

“…… Well, I see, thank you, hostess. Hearing Liu Jiangqing's sincere words, Lu Yunqian moved her eyes to the photo of her brother on the table, reached out and touched the young and handsome face, and finally calmed down, "Then I'll hang the number in the game, and I'll play with you after 12 o'clock!" ”

"Okay, I'll brush some more hexagonal crystal flowers, and wait for your little red hand to change the gift box to open the drawings." Liu Jiangqing said with a smile.

On the evening of Chinese New Year's Eve, the small East Garden community is brightly lit, and the yard is occasionally filled with children's silver bell-like laughter and the occasional cannon shot. At eight o'clock in the evening, the annual Spring Festival Gala kicked off lively, and a fixed dance of hundreds of people was staged. Even if not many people like the programs in this era, they will ritually play the Spring Festival Gala as the background music when the whole family gathers.

Although there are not as many players as usual online at this time in the fierce battle, the world channel is still very lively. As soon as a wave of trading advertisements about hexagonal crystal flowers was released, some people began to complain about the Spring Festival Gala program.

"Wow, no, this year's host is still the same 6+1!"

"His face seems to be longer."

"Oh my God, shouldn't this host host the Spring Festival Gala until the end of his life!"

"Hahahaha, maybe in the future, our grandson will be able to see the Spring Festival Gala hosted by them."

Looking at the comments of this group of guys, Liu Jiangqing smiled knowingly, and then realized that it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Immediately, the stomach rumbles at the right time, indicating that it is hungry and wants to eat. He got up and walked into the kitchen, reached out and pulled open the heavy door on the upper floor of the refrigerator, and a cold breath greeted him.

In the freezer of the refrigerator lay two packets of quick-frozen dumplings, and nothing else. I didn't look closely at these two bags of dumplings when I bought them from the supermarket, Liu Jiangqing reached out and took out a pack, only to find that it was pork and cabbage stuffing that he didn't like very much.

- Forget it, that's what it means anyway.

Turn on the stove, boil the hot water, and put half a bag of dumplings into the pot.

Liu Jiangqing looked at the boiling water in the pot and watched intently, her eyes not blinking. Maybe I used to live in a stressful environment, and my brain didn't get a moment of rest. At this time, he felt that these repeated bubbles that came up and went away could magically relax him, and his mind was blank and comfortable.

The water vapor dispersed from the pot, surging upwards one by one, gently caressing Liu Jiangqing's face, like a gentle hand touching it.

This gentle touch made him a little trance-like, always feeling like an apologetic touch from someone in his memory. The beautiful face, which was a little old, was as blurry as if it had melted into the mist, but it was all too familiar.

He understands that this illusion is a voice and smile that has been hidden in the bottom of his heart for seven or eight years, and it is a constant blood and family relationship, although he is disgusted and annoyed, but he can't get rid of it.

- She should be with her new family for the New Year now......

Suddenly, a drop of water slipped from his face in the warm steam, like the dew condensed by the steam, and like someone who had been smoked by the steam. The drop of water was quickly wiped away, and a transparent lid was tightly clasped on the pot full of dumplings, and the ethereal and gentle hand disappeared in an instant, and his face was cold.

The night was getting darker and colder outside, but there were more people going to play in the yard.

From time to time, there are continuous cannon sounds and the sound of adults and children frolicking in the square below the community, which makes the atmosphere of the New Year more and more intense. Liu Jiangqing looked at the backpack in the game, and during this time, he had brushed more than two hundred hexagonal crystal flowers, which was already quite a lot. He stretched, stood up and looked out the window, thought for a moment, and after sending the footprints back to the guild territory, he picked up his down jacket and scarf, and walked downstairs.

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