Zhan Weiyang remembered what he was going to say again, looked at Pei Qing solemnly and asked him, "Brother Qing, are you leaving?"

Pei Qing was stunned by his question and asked, "Why do you think I'm leaving?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I heard you talking to your father."

Pei Qing didn't answer immediately. He glanced at the surrounding environment and felt that it was not suitable to chat with Zhan Weiyang, so he said, "I'll tell you later." After that, he asked Zhan Weiyang instead, "Are you still listening? What's up?"

"Huh?" Zhan Weiyang didn't understand.

Pei Qing wanted to know if Zhan Weiyang had heard what he and Zhan Xueqing said. He didn't want Zhan Weiyang to know those words too much, but it was just meaningless troubles.

In Pei Qian's eyes, Zhan Weiyang is too pure and pure, so he should be protected from harm.

Pei Qing said, "Did you just hear me talking to my dad?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded, "I fell asleep later."

"That's nothing." Pei Qing said.

Although Pei Qing had already said to tell him later, Zhan Weiyang was still very worried and couldn't help but ask again: "Are you going to leave?"

Pei Qing said, "Even if I leave, it will be temporary. I will be back soon. Don't be afraid."

He had already planned to go back with Pei Jingrong and the others on the third day of junior high, and even if he didn't go back at that time, he would have to go back when school started.

Temporary separation is inevitable, what he needs to do is to appease Zhan Weiyang's emotions.

Chapter 71

Even if Pei Qing said that, Zhan Weiyang was still uneasy in his heart. He didn't know why he was fine at noon, and Pei Qing suddenly left in the afternoon.

Zhan Weiyang was a little flustered, but this kind of palpitation is not necessarily pathological, it may also be because he just drank coffee and his heartbeat is a little hyperactive.

He began to wonder if he had a way to keep Pei Qing and tell him not to leave.

But Zhan Weiyang has worked very hard, and his little head, which is not very bright, has not come up with any good solutions.

When it was dark, the New Year's Eve dinner officially started.

The sound of the TV in the living room outside was still ringing, and the dining table in the dining room was already full of steaming meals.

The whole family was sitting around the dining table. Zhan Pengcheng first greeted everyone to sit down, then took the wine from the wine cabinet and poured it for everyone enthusiastically.

Zhan Weiyang was sent to sit at a small table, and he couldn't help but keep turning his head to look at Pei Qing.

Perhaps the action was too obvious. Zhan Weiguang, who was sitting next to him, said, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Huh?" Zhan Weiyang looked at him.

Zhan Weiguang tapped the plate in front of him with his chopsticks and said, "Eat well when you eat, what are you doing looking around all the time?"

Zhan Weiyang whispered, "Don't worry about me."

Zhan Xueqing sat opposite Zhan Weiyang and didn't speak for a whole night, but now she looked up at him.

Zhan Weiyang thought of Pei Qing's departure again, and he didn't have any appetite to eat.

Zhan Xiusong was sitting next to him and was quickly removing the sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate in front of him. For him, today is the 30th year of the new year. He should give his body a holiday for his hard work and weight loss, so He made an agreement with himself that he could eat openly on the last day of this year, and he would continue to lose weight next year.

Zhan Weiguang saw that the sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate disappeared quickly, he couldn't help but stretched out his chopsticks and took one for Zhan Weiyang and put it in the bowl.

However, Zhan Weiyang's attention was obviously not focused, and there was no reaction at all.

Zhan Weiguang said, "Isn't it your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs?" In his impression, Zhan Weiyang likes all sweet and sour foods.

Zhan Weiyang just looked down and said to Zhan Weiguang in a calm tone, "Thank you."

Zhan Weiguang didn't know why, as if he was choked, and said unhappily, "I like it or not."

At this time, Zhan Weiyang turned his head to look at Pei Qing who was sitting beside the big table. Pei Qing was toasting Zhan Pengcheng. He looked like an adult with an adult smile on his face.

Pei Jingrong said next to him, "Pei Qing has caused you too much trouble in the past six months."

Zhan Pengcheng said, "Why, when I'm not around, I rely on Pei Qing to help me take care of Yangyang and grandma. I should honor him with this glass of wine."

They drank the wine humbly to each other.

When Pei Qing sat down, Pei Jingrong said, "After the New Year, Pei Qing will go back with us."

Zhan Pengcheng was a little surprised: "Is Pei Qing leaving too?"

Pei Jingrong didn't answer for Pei Qing, just looked at him.

Pei Qin's slender fingers were still holding the edge of the wine glass. He was silent for a while, and said to Zhan Pengcheng: "Yes, my internship here is over. I was going to go back to school next semester to deal with graduation and work, just in time for the new year. It's time to go back and meet relatives and friends."

Zhan Pengcheng nodded when he heard the words, "That's true."

Zhan Weiyang kept looking at them without turning back. He heard what Pei Qing said, and his disappointment and sadness were written on his face.

Zhan Xueqing, who was sitting opposite him, put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

Zhan Weiguang also noticed his expression and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Zhan Weiyang put down the chopsticks and said to Zhan Weiguang, "I don't want to eat anymore."

Zhan Weiguang frowned, "Why don't you want to eat suddenly? Today is Chinese New Year, there are so many guests at home, don't be angry."

Zhan Weiyang opened his mouth and didn't say anything. Only then did he realize that Zhan Xueqing was looking at him, and even Zhan Xiusong, who had never stopped talking, was looking at him while eating chicken wings. What he just said actually makes sense. Today is Chinese New Year, and there are so many guests at home. It would be rude for him not to eat well, so he picked up his chopsticks and picked up the bowl, and said indifferently, "Then I'll eat it."

He looked at the dishes on the table, and didn't think there was anything he wanted to eat too much, so he took the bowl and went to the kitchen to add food for himself. He filled a bowl, came back and sat down at the table, giving Zhan his bowl Shimmer look.