Ji Linqiu didn't notice that Jiang Wang was unusually quiet behind him, and was watching the new clothes with his mother's movements.

When Peng Xingwang was bouncing around them before, he still laughed in his heart that a child could be so happy for such a simple thing.

But at this moment, he actually had exactly the same happiness.

I also have new clothes from my mother.

Chinese New Year really? Good.

In fact, Ji Linqiu could hear her mother's angry words. She could do what she said.

A few people in their family seem to be very talkative in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact, their personalities are more twisted than each other.

"It would be great if you had done this earlier." He whispered? "I always wanted to ask before, must? Do you want to urge marriage every time you open your mouth on the phone?"

Chen Danhong coughed unnaturally and defended: "If you are 30 years old and still don't get married, people will think you are abnormal."

The concept of abnormality is like a plague in small cities and rural mountains, and everyone can't avoid it.

Ji Linqiu turned to look at her, both angry and funny.

"What did others say? Did you listen?"

Chen Danhong was stabbed, and raised her jacket as if seeking cover: "Try it, do the new clothes look good?"

Ji Linqiu took the clothes, still looking at her, asked again calmly.

"Mom, don't you feel annoyed when others put their eyes and hands into our house and point at them."

He didn't let the topic continue, just unfolded the jacket and tried it on in the mirror, the shoulders and waist fit perfectly.

Chen Danhong was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly praised him?

Ji Linqiu straightened the collar of his clothes, turned around and opened his hands, and hugged the old man in his arms.

He patted her on the back again, his voice low and calm.

"Mom, happy new year."

On the 31st day of the new year, some people set off firecrackers at more than four in the morning, crackling like they were blowing up a mountain.

Jiang Wang watched TV until after two o'clock last night, forcibly? Covered the quilt and continued to sleep.

After six o'clock, the light leaked through the gaps in the curtains, and the corridors and stairs gradually began to make noises.

Jiang Wang buried his head a little deeper, despite sleeping until nine o'clock.

Ji Linqiu and his sister finished posting the blessing of the Spring Festival couplets together, went upstairs to tell him to get up, knocked on the door and came in to see a mass of quilts.

He laughed dumbly, and sat beside the bed and tapped someone who looked like a rice cake ball with his knuckles.

"Get up, it's New Year's Day today."

The rice cake group twisted a bit?.

"It's still early, let me sleep again."

Before he finished speaking, three or four strings of red whips roared at the same time in the courtyard of the opposite door, as if they were about to blow up the sky.

Jiang Wang: ...

In fact, he had already planned to start, but he liked to play with Ji Linqiu and deliberately buried his head in it a little more.

In the next second, the quilt was lifted by a corner, and Ji Linqiu got half-length in to see him.

"Can't get up?"

Jiang Wang opened his eyes and saw Ji Linqiu, who was close at hand, under the dim red light.

"Be careful I kiss you." His voice was a little hoarse: "To be so close, on purpose?"

Ji Linqiu froze Jiang Wang's neck with the back of his hand, and said slowly, "Then don't kiss under the quilt, it will smell like sweat if you miss it again."

"Not really? Yes."

Today is the most joyous day. According to the rules here, you have to wash your whole body and wear new clothes for the New Year's dinner.

The hand-made glutinous rice cake is steamed with a fragrance of glutinous rice, the waxed chicken and waxed duck oil are bright and fragrant, and a long fried fish is stuffed with red paper flowers in its mouth, and a thorn is not allowed to be cut off.

When Jiang Wang raised his chopsticks, he saw that the table full of red peppers, green peppers, and millet peppers had not been disturbed.

Ji Linqiu poured him a glass of white water, and he quickly caught it, squinting and smiling.

There are many fireworks set off in the daytime from near and far. At this moment, the sky is sunny, and the bright purple and bright blue patterns are not visible at all, only the whistling and blasting sound of breaking through the air can be heard.

Jiang Wangwen looked out of the window, looked at it for a few seconds and said, "I haven't seen fireworks for many years."

Ji Guoshen listened in surprise: "Hongcheng won't let the whip be released?"

"No," he shook his head with a smile, "I used to do business elsewhere and couldn't come back."

"Linqiu, take Boss Jiang to see the fireworks more at night." Ji's mother had heard Ji Changxia say before that it was a great deal for Linqiu to come back for the New Year? To a large extent, it was Mr. Jiang's credit, and she was very grateful: "We can't take care of it. Zhou, also? Thank you for not giving up."

"Wherever you are, you're welcome."

In the evening, halfway through the Spring Festival Gala, the TV show could barely hear the lines.

Afraid of wildfires, the village specially set aside a few large spaces for fireworks. Ji Linqiu probably asked for a good location, raised his flashlight and Jiang Wang looked at another remote high place, not with other people. Crowded.

With their backs facing the roaring thunderclap, they quickly climbed up the mountain, and more than a dozen brilliant fireworks exploded with a bang, all of them scattered brilliantly in the night sky.

The height is really high? The vision is clear, and you can even see the golden light and silver light rising in the distant city.

Jiang Wang wore less clothes, and stood watching for a while, feeling the chill soaked into his trouser legs like a spider web, took out a bag of white sand and ordered one for himself.

Ji Linqiu followed him? Seeing the bright lights blooming in the sky, he smiled unintentionally?: "Didn't you quit?"

Jiang Wang looked sideways: "You know again?"

"Well, you haven't smoked very much in the past few months. Basically, you only come with one to accompany guests. What does it mean to light it?" Ji Linqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? Thinking of quitting?"

Because want to see you happy.

Jiang Wang didn't explain, but smiled and continued to watch the late-night neon light on the top of the mountain.

"a little cold."

"I'm cold too." Ji Linqiu tightened his coat and looked at him leaning against the railing: "I'm afraid that the clothes my mother made will rub against the thorn fruit branches, so I don't want to wear them."

"Come on, Brother Wang, lend me a sip too."

Jiang Wang didn't hand him the cigarette?

He took another deep puff in front of Ji Linqiu, and said with a low smile, "Do you know that when you smoke my cigarette, you are actually kissing me?"

Ji Linqiu blinked slowly.

Then he stretched out his hand, pinched the cigarette between his lips with his fingertips, and took a slow, provocative sip.

"like this?"

Jiang Wang took the cigarette back, clasped his neck with one hand and kissed it.

They were both kissing for the first time, so at first they just briefly touched each other's lips, and then kissed each other more strongly as if they were getting oxygen.

More fireworks screeched up to the top.

And then bang at the same time exploded.

He licked and kissed his lips and teeth greedily and wildly, forgetting whether he had opened his eyes, just wanting to rob him of all his breath and heartbeat.

They don't know what to do with their fingers

Together, the winter wind whirls through the valley, but the air is still full of rising heat.

"Stay with me." Jiang Wang murmured and kissed him: "Okay?"

As if to prove one kiss after another, he didn't even give him a chance to breathe, clenched his wrists and hugged his waist, leaned over and kissed his eyebrows, his eyes eye.

"Linqiu, together, okay?"

He never imagined he would kiss him.

He would use his own body temperature to warm him, and the buttons on his collar seemed to be entangled and touched.

Ji Linqiu was a beam of light in his youth, a mystery he once dared not touch.

But now they are so close.

It was as if the hearts were pressed together, resonating with the same enthusiasm and indulgence.

Jiang Wang even felt that the kiss was like one person trying to be a part of another person's body.

Before he kissed him, it never felt like they were both longing for more closeness.

Then softly, as if afraid of any syllable error, he whispered against his ear.

"I love you so much."

Ji Linqiu was kissed and whimpered softly, took a quick breath, and was hugged and kissed again.

"You..." His throat became hoarse, and his eyes were wet and absent-minded: "You didn't even give me a chance to answer."

Jiang Wang stopped just then, stretched out his hand to tuck his broken hair behind his ear, and measured his cheek with the back of his hand.

"It's all hot." The man laughed: "Is it still cold?"

Ji Linqiu also laughed, and in the next instant, fireworks exploded in the sky beside them, making endless silver tree frost branches appear in the night.

"It's not cold anymore." He looked at him, and his eyes also shone brightly: "I love you too."

The two don't know? How long did they stay on the mountain, and then walked the path home holding hands, only to let go when they approached the light?

When went back again, the road was the same as when came, still no one passed by, and it was full of rocks and weeds that had not yet melted snow.

But it is wide and flat.

He and him didn't say anything, just walked in the direction of home holding hands.

But as if the heart is close to the heart, the skin is warm and hot.

After arriving home, Jiang Wang had just finished saying hello to the people watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, and was taken upstairs by Ji Linqiu.

"Hey - Zhao Benshan is coming out soon, let's all come to see the sketch!" Ji's mother greeted?: "What are you doing up there!"

Ji Changxia was also very cheerful, holding a large piece of apple in his mouth and said, "Brother Jiang! Come and eat some fruit!"

"I'll give him a gift, come down immediately." Ji Linqiu replied casually, "You guys have a look first."

Jiang Wang was led all the way to the study, and when Ji Linqiu closed the door with his backhand, he opened his arms wide.

"Come on, give your boyfriend a hug."

Ji Linqiu couldn't help laughing and walked over to be hugged and kissed by him, and found an oil pen from the desk.

Then pull the sleeves apart, all the way to the elbows.

"Come on, fulfill your wish."

The man didn't react for a while, his right hand was already held by his left hand, and he was holding a pen to draw strokes on the smooth skin.

Ginger, forget it.

He suddenly remembered that he had mentioned to Ji Linqiu that he liked to write his name on the cover of a book.

He? Desires to have this thing.

He was stunned for a few seconds.

"So you're left-handed?"

Ji Linqiu sighed deeply: "You just know??"

"Then what if the name is washed out? What should I do?" Jiang Wang showed a troubled expression like a child: "It won't last for two days."

But? And quickly shook his head.

"Tattoos are not allowed, you look best when you are white and clean."

"It won't be washed off." He leaned over to his ear and said in a low voice, "The words will soak in little by little."

Ji Linqiu had never said such blatant love words, and at this moment, he felt an electric current shudder through his nerves.

"Soaked through the skin, through the bone, down the arteries all the way to the side of my heart."

"As long as you love me, the words will be engraved as deeply." w, please keep in mind:,