The garage is on the negative floor, and after getting off the car, you can enter the house from the door on the right.

Hearing the movement of the garage, Mother Lu was waiting at the entrance on the first floor early, and when the door opened, she said, "You still go out so late, what's the urgency... Who is this?"

Jian Rong didn't expect that Lu Baiyuan's family was still awake so late. He followed Lu Baiyuan and his shoulders tightened when he heard the voice. He hadn't communicated with his elders for several years.

Jian Rong was still thinking about what she should say, and Lu Baiyuan answered it for him.

"Teammate, the base has been burglarized, bring him back to live for two days." Lu Baiyuan opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of clean slippers, and threw them in front of Jian Rong.

"Have you been robbed?" Lu Ma hurriedly looked behind him: "Is anyone injured? Have you called the police?"

When she met the woman's gaze, Jianrong straightened her back and nodded several times: "I'm not injured, I've called the police... I'm bothering you."

When Lu Ma saw his blue hair, Liu Mei raised her eyebrows lightly: "That's good. Your face is a little red, is it too cold outside? Close the door quickly and don't let the cold air in."

Jian Rong obediently turned around and closed the door. How can it be cold when there is a heater in the car, he was lying and was exposed, and he was ashamed.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Lu Baiyuan walked into the house.

"You can't sleep. Your dad didn't sleep either. He said that he must beat you tonight." Mom Lu looked at Jian Rong again, opened her mouth to say something, but stopped abruptly.

Jian Rong responded for two seconds, and hurriedly reported to her home: "Jian Rong, you can call me anything."

Mother Lu smiled: "Xiao Rong, you should sleep in the third-floor room tonight, next to the path. That room was cleaned up a few days ago."

In the living room on the first floor, Dad Lu frowned and sat in front of the chessboard pinching his chin. Hearing the movement, he said without raising his head, "Does it feel like I can't beat me and escaped?"

Lu Baiyuan said "um": "You just think I am."

"You—" Dad Lu raised his head suddenly, his eyes stopped for a few seconds on the boy with blue hair standing at the entrance of the stairs, and then he looked at Lu Baiyuan: "...Come here quickly!"

Knowing that he couldn't fall asleep until he finished playing chess, Lu Baiyuan sighed and turned his head: "You go up first, the room is the first one on the left, send me a message if you have anything."

Jian Rong replied hello, declined the kindness of Lu's mother to lead the way, and went upstairs two steps.

The guest room is a little smaller than the room he lived in at the base, but it is fully furnished, with wardrobes, desks, sofas, etc., and it looks clean.

After closing the door, Jian Rong took off her backpack jacket and lay down on the sofa, covering her eyes with the back of her hands.

He woke up when the car door was opened. Before he could open his eyes, Lu Baiyuan put his hand into his hair, and then he smelled a faint scent of laundry soap.

Probably because he was holding the steering wheel all the time, Lu Baiyuan's palm was slightly warm, and the temperature was transmitted to his limbs through his scalp.

Take your thoughts away. Jian Rong held her breath and felt her heartbeat.

... Have you stayed up too many nights recently and have a heart problem?

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at it.

He muted the phone halfway through, and received a lot of messages on the screen, most of which were red envelope reminders from the discussion group.

There are not many discussion groups he has joined. In addition to the TTC internal group, there is only one anchor group with 99+ news all the year round, and the LPL player group who had a particularly lively chat tonight——

[Zhanhu Daniel modified the group name to "Zhanhu New Year Rising"]

[WZWZ-Mini modified the group name to "Congratulations to Mini for becoming the most popular player in S11"]

[TTC Xiaobai modified the group name to "Congratulations to the TTC team for winning the S11 Global Finals"]

Childish is dead.

Jane Rong rested her chin with one hand and was about to flip through the red envelopes in front of her.

[MFG Kongkong modified the group name to "LPL No. 1 Single Kongkong New Year's Fortune"]

[Fuck the group name changed to "Who is the first?"]

[MFG empty and modified the group name to "Sorry"]

The group was swiped by "Hahaha", and Jian Rong also smiled. He swiped up on the screen of his mobile phone and missed several red envelopes.

This group is the starter of each team, and each one is not short of money. The red envelopes are all 200 each with great effort, and Jian Rong picked up more than 500 yuan in no time.

Making sure that nothing slipped through the net, Jian Rong threw her phone on the sofa, found clothes from her backpack and went to take a bath.

the other side. The chess game was over soon, and Dad Lu asked for another game in dissatisfaction.

Just as Lu Baiyuan shook his head and refused, the phone on the table rang again, he picked it up and glanced, it was the discussion group that was @ him all the time.

[Zhanhu Daniel: Why doesn't Soft talk anymore? @R Double row? 】

[WZWZ-Mini: He seems to be receiving the red envelope in front of me, I have always been reminded to receive it [cover face laugh]]

[TTC Yuan Qian: A bag is only a dozen or twenty yuan, so it's not worth it]

[TTC Yuan Qian: ...Wait, I was sent by him half an hour ago. 】

[TTC Xiaobai: I also received the one that I posted an hour and a half ago, how long does it take to turn it over? Are you a money junkie? ? @艹ear]

...

[TTC Xiaobai: What about people? Pick up the red envelope and run away? ? ? 】

Lu Baiyuan laughed and threw the phone into his pocket.

After taking a bath, Jian Rong lay on the bed and flipped through the unread messages.

[Pomegranate: This sentence contains my deepest thoughts. I just asked Yun to send my heart full of blessings, I just want to embellish your sweet dreams. Friend, you are my lifelong concern. I wish you a happy new year, my dear. *]

【艹 Er: Did you receive what I asked Yun to send? 】

【Pomegranate: What did you bring along】

[Fuck ears: If you post this kind of meaty stuff again, block it]

【Pomegranate:……】

When the phone vibrated, Jian Rong exited to watch.

[R: I entrusted the air to be the postman, bound my warm greetings into a package, stamped the postmark with sincerity, and delivered it at a constant temperature. The recipient is you. I wish you a happy Spring Festival. *]

Jian Rong: "......"

Jian Rong grabbed the phone and looked at it for a long time, then sat up to reply.

Thanks for the emoji, too perfunctory.

"Thank you." Too cold, delete it.

"Thank you, you have a happy Spring Festival too." It seems that there is no sincerity, so delete it.

five minutes later.

[Fuck ears: Thank you. I have received your warm greetings, and I wish you a happy Spring Festival and a happy every day. 】

As soon as he clicked send, the door was knocked twice.

Jian Rong quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

There was no light in the room, only a dim light was lit on the stairs in the corridor, Lu Baiyuan's mobile phone became the brightest light source, and above was the sentence Jian Rong just sent.

When Lu Baiyuan raised his head, his smile was still not clear. After a few seconds, he explained: "I just received that sentence... I accidentally clicked on the retweet when I was changing clothes."

Jian Rong was silent for a long time: "I also came back casually."

"Well." Lu Baiyuan turned off his phone: "The opposite is my study, there is a computer, no password, you can use it as you like."

After instructing him, he took out a bright red object from his pocket and handed it to Jian Rong.

Jian Rong was rarely slow, she looked down at his hand and didn't pick it up.

Lu Baiyuan said, "New Year's money."

Jian Rong shook her head: "No need..."

"It's not much, it's just an idea." Lu Baiyuan paused and said nonsense: "My family's traditions are not grown up."

Before Jian Rong came back to his senses, Lu Baiyuan suddenly stretched out his hand, opened his chest pocket with his index finger, and put the red envelope into it.

Looking at Jian Rong's puffed up pocket, Lu Baiyuan said with satisfaction: "Okay, go to bed earlier, happy new year."

The door closed, and Jian Rong went back to the bed to open the red envelope.

He hasn't received the New Year's money for a long time, and the texture of the red envelope is unfamiliar.

There was a thick pile inside, which was many times more than what he had worked so hard to grab all night.

After a long time, Jian Rong resealed the red envelope and carefully placed it at the bottom of the pillow-

On the first day of the new year, when Jian Rong woke up, it was snowing outside the window. He stared at the white sky for a while before picking up his phone to check the time.

Two seventeen in the afternoon.

At the normal wake-up time, on the first day of the new year, he can stay for another ten minutes... No.

Jian Rong sat up quickly, picked up the phone and checked the time again.

Lu Baiyuan was talking to Brother Ding in the living room when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

Brother Ding: "...No, I'm still worried. I'll change the ticket and go back tomorrow."

"what ever."

Hanging up the phone, Lu Baiyuan looked at Jian Rong with a flustered face: "Awake?"

"Well... I overslept." Jian Rong smoothed her sleepy hair, and when she leaned over, she smelled of mint after washing.

"Sleep as you like, there is no rule for getting up early at home." Lu Baiyuan turned off the TV: "Are you hungry? Take you to dinner."

Jian Rong was stunned for a while, then looked around.

"They went out." Lu Baiyuan got up: "What do you want to eat?"

Just as Jian Rong was about to say it, she suddenly remembered a thin and yellow figure.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter."

Jian Rong pursed her lips: "I have something to do today, so I might have to go out."

"New Year's Day?"

Jian Rong said "um" and touched her nose, "I made an appointment yesterday."

Lu Baiyuan nodded: "You're in a hurry?"

Jian Rong thought for a while: "Five o'clock."

Xiaoju is always out at five o'clock, but it's only late.

"It's half past two now." Lu Baiyuan glanced at the time: "I'll take you to dinner, and then I'll take you there, it should be in time."

They went to eat a western meal, and after they came out, Jian Rong connected her mobile phone to the navigation of Lu Baiyuan's car.

It only took twenty minutes to go from the restaurant to his house.

Arrived at the community, looking for a parking space for a while.

Lu Baiyuan stood at the entrance of the corridor, looked at the person and the cat on the steps, and laughed: "You... just made an appointment with it?"

"Well." Jian Rong didn't notice the smile in his words, and lowered her head to pour the cat food into the bowl.

Lu Baiyuan leaned against the door: "What's its name?"

Jian Rong shook her head: "No name."

"Why didn't you take one." Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Then what do you usually call him?"

Jian Rong said, "Stupid cat, little orange."

If you're in a good mood, you're called Xiaoju, and if you're in a bad mood, you're called Stupid Cat.

Seeing that the orange cat ate a big bowl of cat food, Lu Baiyuan asked, "Since you are so concerned, why don't you bring it back to raise it?"

Jian Rong was quiet for a few seconds: "I've raised it for a few days. But it's used to being wild, and it keeps screaming when locked in the house. It will be complained by the neighbors, and it can't be found when it is released. I can only wait for it to appear by itself at five o'clock, forget it. ."

Lu Baiyuan nodded.

It's true that some feral cats don't like being domesticated.

Replenishing the cat's food and adding water, before leaving, he squatted again and said to Xiaoju, "I'll see you tomorrow, don't die."

Until he got into the car, Lu Baiyuan still had this sentence floating in his mind.

There is no emotion in the dry tone, and there is a different kind of joy.

Worrying about the stupid cat coming out, Jian Rong kept looking at the rearview mirror after getting in the car.

Just ten seconds after the car drove out, Lu Baiyuan suddenly turned on the signal and pulled over to stop the car.

Jian Rong turned to look at him suspiciously.

I saw Lu Baiyuan took out his mobile phone and searched for something, and then made a call.

"Hello, is it a pet hospital... That's it, I want to ask you to take care of a feral cat. He appears at five o'clock every day..." Lu Baiyuan glanced at him.

Jian Rong said subconsciously, "Jade Community."

"The entrance of Building 1, or the corridor in the basement of Building 2. It's an orange cat with a white tail. I have a picture here. Please send him water and food every two days, food and canned money to me. Get out." Lu Baiyuan rested his elbows on the car window, as if he was talking about a business transaction: "I will give you the corresponding remuneration, but you need to send me a video regularly... Okay, let's chat on WeChat."

After hanging up, Lu Baiyuan threw his cell phone to him, started the car and said, "See if there is a friend request."

Jian Rong grabbed his phone, and it took a long time to recover.

...is that possible? ?

The owner of the pet store is very talkative, because it is a stray cat, the other party's fee is not high.

[Pet Pet Hospital: OK, what's the name of the kitten? 】

Jian Rong held her phone and thought for a moment.

【R: Little Orange】

After reaching a consensus with the veterinary hospital, Jian Rong put the lock screen on her phone: "Thank you... I'll pay for the money to take care of it."

Lu Baiyuan didn't argue with him: "Okay."

After a worry was over, Jian Rong breathed a sigh of relief. He tilted his head and looked at the snowflakes outside the window.

He has always been inactive about this aspect. If Lu Baiyuan wasn't there, he would probably have to come every vacation, and he would usually worry about this old tramp when he was free...

Fortunately, Lu Baiyuan is here.

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted Jian Rong's thoughts, and he hurriedly found the mobile phone from his coat.

Brother Ding said on the phone: "Xiaorong, I just asked the official blog to post your rebroadcasted welfare vote. If you have time, click on the forwarding. I will not be on your account."

Jian Rong replied casually.

Open Weibo, the second item on the homepage is the vote posted by the official blog, Jian Rong glanced at the options in front of her.

[1. Pumping Friends Civil War.

2. Use the specified hero ranking.

3. Draw lucky water friends with double row flying.

4. Draw water friends to give gifts. 】

Sure enough, these are.

The old welfare options are all activities that Jian Rong has done before.

He stroked down absentmindedly, only to realize that there was still more below.

【5. Sing. 】

Jian Rong raised her eyebrows.

Okay, can still accept it, and can sing casually with Xiaobai's sound card.

【6. Dance.]?

Jane sat up straight.

[7. Live broadcast in a coquettish tone.】

Seeing that there is another option below 7, a terrible intuition rushed straight to Jianrong's head.

His thumb froze in the air for a long, long time, until the phone went dark before he pressed it on the screen and swiped down carefully and slowly—

【8. Women's clothing.】

Jian Rong threw the phone under the seat as if in a fit of anger, and let out a muffled "dong".