The fairy wand went out, and the faces of Meng Tang and Wei Chuan were submerged in darkness.
Wei Chuan pulled Meng Tang to sit down on the steps of the gate, held her in his arms and looked at the photos.
There is no filter, just the dark night surrounded by layers of fireworks.
Meng Tang gave the phone to Wei Chuan and whispered: "Send it to me."
"Let's make a shared photo album." Wei Chuan motioned to Meng Tang to open the phone, "This will be much more convenient."
"No." Meng Tang handed the phone over, "You do it."
Wei Chuan said: "Tian Yu has been in love before, and you can post comments on pictures. If we are not together, you can take a photo on the road and upload it to the album, and I can see what you are doing and where you are."
Wei Chuan fiddled with his two mobile phones, and after finding the button to share the photo album, he turned around and asked Meng Tang: "What is the name of the album?"
"Hmm..." Meng Tang pursed his lips and thought for a while, "How about calling it 'Related to You'?"
"It sounds good." Wei Chuan immediately entered the four words, and then pushed the shared album to Meng Tang.
After Meng Tang’s mobile phone accepted it, Wei Chuan uploaded all the photos he took today.
Each photo is accompanied by a copy——
"Beautiful baby."
"Smile."
"New Year's Eve, 0921."
Girlfriend. "
..."
Meng Tang whispered: "You are so disgusting."
"Who is disgusting?" Wei Chuan passed the back of her neck, put his palm against the other side of her face, and raised her chin with his fingertips.
The two of them looked at each other, their eyes full of stars. Meng Tang smiled and said, "You can."
Wei Chuan snorted and blocked his mouth.
It was quiet inside and outside the courtyard. There were no lights in front of the door, only the two large lanterns above the head were faintly leaking a red light.
Weichuan drove straight in, lingering with the sweet fragrance of oranges.
Meng Tang lay on his back in his arms, forced to raise his head to receive this lingering and deep kiss.
After a minute or two, Meng Tang couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his hand and pressed his chest, trying to push Wei Chuan away.
Wei Chuan grabbed her wrist and pinned her on her leg.
For the first time, he ignored Meng Tang's struggle, locked her in his arms and kissed her thoroughly.
When he let go, Meng Tang's mouth pouted slightly, with a layer of ambiguous water.
Meng Tang broke away and said, "Let me go."
Wei Chuan let go of her hand, but hugged her tighter, and said disgusting words in her ear: "What are you doing? I can't even kiss you anymore? Do you know that from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to do this."
"You are not afraid of being seen." Meng Tang's face was scalding, "Should I hang out in Yanqing anymore?"
"I'm not someone else." Wei Chuan said confidently, "Besides, don't you know, don't you know if you're not polite? Shouldn't you avoid it immediately if someone bumps into you? What's the point of disturbing someone's intimacy? I didn't kiss him in front of his house."
Meng Tang: "..."
Speechless.
Seeing the mute Meng Tang, Wei Chuan lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, and raised his eyebrows at her proudly.
Meng Tang pinched Wei Chuan's face: "Do you want to go in?"
Wei Chuan pulled her up and said, "Let's see if the old man is asleep. I'm still thinking about finishing those two roasted sweet potatoes."
"She shouldn't have slept yet. After all, it's the holidays and there's a lot of commotion. Every year, I sleep a little later." Meng Tang said.
Wei Chuan opened the side door and let Meng Tang in first, then locked it.
After entering the middle courtyard, the old man was indeed still awake and humming a tune leisurely. Sister Fang sat aside and took out the roasted sweet potatoes.
Meng Tang and Wei Chuan walked over and sat down on the other two stone benches covered with cushions.
Sister Fang saw the two of them and handed over the sweet potato and two red envelopes: "New Year's money, not much, it is my heart."
Wei Chuan was stunned and subconsciously looked at Meng Tang.
Meng Tang nodded: "Keep it."
Wei Chuan was very surprised: "Thank you, Sister Fang."
Sister Fang said in a gentle tone: "Eat, I have to go and rest."
Wei Chuan responded, and just as he turned around, a red envelope was poked in front of his eyes.
Meng Yuchun pushed forward: "Why are you so silly? Just take it."
Wei Chuan took the handful and pinched it, and smiled at the old man: "Huo! It's quite thick."
Meng Yuchun took another red hand. The bag was given to Meng Tang: "...I have to go to bed too. You two should have a rest early."
Wei Chuan asked: "You don't eat sweet potatoes?"
Wei Chuan peeled off the skin of the roasted sweet potato, took the spoon prepared by Sister Fang and handed it to Meng Tang: "Let's eat, what time is it?"
Meng Tang took it, sat next to him, and ate a mouthful of sweetness in the cold winter of New Year's Eve.
The food was obviously ordinary, but it made Wei Chuan and Meng Tang feel a sense of quiet happiness from the inside out.
After eating the sweet potatoes, the two chatted in the courtyard for a long time.
It wasn't until Meng Tang felt sleepy that Wei Chuan rubbed her hair and said, "Close your eyes."
Meng Tang laughed: "Sleep here?"
"What are you thinking about?" Wei Chuan knocked her head, "Close your eyes quickly."
Meng Tang closed her eyes, and five seconds later, Wei Chuan laughed in her ear: "Open your eyes."
After Meng Tang opened his eyes, a golden pendant dangled in front of his eyes.
"What is this?"
"Ancient handmade gold gourd necklace, my mother bought a bunch of gold jewelry to give away, I picked one for you."
"Gold? How much?" Meng Tang couldn't help but asked the price.
Wei Chuan went straight to her: "I don't know exactly, but it should be between 30,000 and 40,000 grams. It's not heavy in grams. You wear it very well, more delicately."
Meng Tang looked at him: "Every time you give me something valuable, I will choose a day that I can't refuse any gift."
Wei Chuan took her in his arms and kissed her: "My mother has admitted that you are her future daughter-in-law. It's just a necklace, so don't do that. Come here and put it on for you."
Mengtang lifted up his hair and asked him to put on the necklace.
Sensing her sleepiness, Wei Chuan handed three red envelopes to Meng Tang: "Take these and go to sleep."
Meng Tang was stunned: "Why three?"
Wei Chuan smiled and said, "The extra one is the red envelope I prepared for you."
Meng Tang opened his mouth: "I——"
Wei Chuan leaned forward suddenly and blocked her lips. After a few seconds, he let go and looked directly into her eyes: "Take it."
Meng Tang was bewitched and nodded.
"Can you go to bed now?"
"Don't you wait until midnight?" Meng Tang yawned, "I can also say Happy New Year to you as soon as possible."
"What's there to say? I am happy every minute and every second when you are by my side." Wei Chuan held up her arm, "wash up quickly, I can hardly open my eyes."
Meng Tang can always be blurted out by Wei Chuan. Warmed by her thoughtful words, she hugged Wei Chuan and said, "Then I'll go take a shower first."
Hence "Well, let's go."
Wei Chuan returned to the room, took out his pajamas, and waited for Meng Tang to come out of the bathroom.
During this period, he edited nine photos and added them to his circle of friends. Each photo was of Meng Tang, and in the middle was a photo of the two of them cheek-to-cheek.
For the sake of beauty, he added a little atmospheric filter, edited it and sent it out.
After Meng Tang came out of the bathroom, he knocked on Wei Chuan's window: "I've finished washing, you can go."
Wei Chuan responded: "It's cold outside, go back to the room quickly."
"I know, good night."
"Good night."
Meng Tang went back to the room. I don't know if it was because of the festival, but he wasn't very sleepy.
The phone kept vibrating. Meng Tang opened it and saw that there were 99 more messages among the eight people.
Meng Tang clicked on the homepage of the news, which was a screenshot of the circle of friends. She clicked it and saw that it was Wei Chuan who had uploaded the photo of the two of them to the circle of friends.
The text is: I wish my Meng Tang a happy new year and may I be with you for a long time!
Meng Tang’s nose felt sore and he had the urge to cry.
She raised her head, raised her hand to press the corners of her eyes to relax, then lowered her head to look down at their chat history.
Liang Heng: [I’m going. I have to eat dog food here during the Chinese New Year. Brother Chuan, how do you know I’m not full? ]
Li Zhuo: [You are so pitiful. Are you still full if you attend today? ]
Xu Heqing: [He is saying something sarcastic, can’t you tell? 】
Li Zhuo: [I really didn’t hear it, but our Sichuan brother is really in love. He was still at home in the morning, and he actually arrived in Yanqing in the evening. He was really energetic. ]
Liang Heng: [Can you play ball without being strong? 】
Shi Lan: [I’m so envious. This copywriting comes from Wei Chuan’s heart at first glance. The one in the middle is so perfect and a perfect match. 】
Yang Ke: [It is indeed a good match. ]
Xie Lingyin: [We have been talking for a long time, where has the protagonist gone? 】
Mengtang typed: [Here you come, why aren’t you sleeping yet? 】
Shi Lan: [Please, I usually don’t go to bed before twelve o’clock at school. I will stay up all night on New Year’s Eve today. I just got off the mahjong table. ]
Yang Ke: [Me too, it’s quite interesting. I lost two hundred yuan. 】
Wei Chuan: [Come here, you guys are really busy. I posted it on Moments for you to take a look at. You even took a screenshot and posted it in the group. Are you jealous of my happy life? ]
Xu Heqing: [I envy your happy life, right? ]
Wei Chuan: [Huh, it’s okay to be envious, but don’t be jealous. I’ll send you a red envelope. 】
Meng Tang likes to order red envelopes. After Wei Chuan sent them out, she grabbed 199 and almost jumped out of bed.
Isn’t this too much? But isn’t the upper limit for red envelopes 200? It’s impossible for other people to share a dollar, right?
She clicked on the red envelope and looked at it again. Good guy, it was set up. Each person was 199, and nearly 1,400 yuan was given out.
Liang Heng: [Wish Brother Sichuan and Sister Tang 99. 】
Li Zhuo: [Chuantang 99. 】
After that, everything was "Chuantang 99". Wei Chuan achieved his goal and sent a proud emoticon.
Meng Tang: "..."
There is so much money.
But if he is happy, let him do whatever he wants.
The excitement in the group lasted until twelve o'clock. Meng Tang fell asleep long ago as she watched. Even the "Happy New Year" privately sent to her by Wei Chuan was seen on the morning of the first day of the new year.
Today is not a good day to stay in bed. Sister Fang must have made glutinous rice balls and morning tea.
Just as she was about to lift the quilt and get up, the bed curtain was pulled open.
A low chuckle floated into her ears: "Get up."