Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 96 "New Year's Eve"

Jye: [You are really hard to date]

Jye: [Angry.GIF.]

As soon as the news was sent out, Jiang Ye threw the phone on the bed, and then lay down on the bed, raising his hands to cover his eyes.

Zhao Chengcheng played a game and came out to go to the bathroom. The door of Jiangye's bedroom was open, and he tilted his head to take a look.

With a cigarette hanging from his mouth, he knocked on the door.

"Aye, three missing one, let's play a game."

Jiang Ye, who didn't have an appointment, was in a slump, and said lazily, "I don't want to play."

It's boring.

Zhao Chengcheng took a puff of cigarette, leaving behind a trail of smoke.

People are gone.

***
As the Chinese New Year approaches, the Spring Festival atmosphere in Haicheng is particularly strong. There are lanterns and festoons everywhere, banners and lanterns are hung up, and joyous couplets are pasted on the doors of every house.

Su Yan's life was a little easier.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Su Yan stayed in the room after dinner, and after a while, Su's mother knocked on the door and asked her to come out to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Su Yan didn't like watching it very much, and she didn't refuse, so she ran to sit on the sofa in the living room.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, she yawned until she burst into tears, and her little head drooped little by little.

Su's father couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly asked her to go back to her room to sleep.

Su Yan rubbed her eyes, walked slowly towards the bedroom, took off her shoes and got under the covers.

In a daze, it seemed as if he heard the phone ringing, and he stretched out his hand to take it. A chilly goosebump appeared on his arm, and he quickly stuffed it back into the bed, buried his head in the pillow, and moved his hand before he opened his eyes.

"Hey?"

The girl's voice was soft and delicate, with a bit of haziness and laziness that hadn't woken up.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, a low and hoarse male voice came out: "Are you asleep?"

Su Yan regained consciousness.

Still didn't open his eyes, just turned over.

"Jano?"

"hold head high."

Su Yan asked: "Is there anything you can do with me?"

Jiang Ye: "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

It didn't make any sense to continue, Su Yan wanted to sleep and was about to hang up the phone.

Jiang Ye suddenly said, "Come to the window."

Su Yan didn't want to move.

"Get up quickly, or I will come to your house to find you."

This threat worked, Su Yan reluctantly got up from the bed, wrapped herself tightly in a thick padded jacket, and walked towards the window in fluffy and comfortable slippers.

Jiang Ye still didn't let her hang up the phone.

Su Yan was annoyed by him, she was a little annoyed at getting up.

Hearing her walking, Jiang Ye said, "Open the window."

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Su Yan unscrewed the lock of the window, pushed the window open, and her slightly dissatisfied and irritable eyes instantly bumped into a pair of dark, deep, smiling eyes.

Seeing her, Jiang Ye curled his lips into a naughty smile, "Long time no see."

There was a bundle of things in his hand, and he was playing with the lighter in his hand, sometimes lighting it up, and sometimes turning it with his fingertips, making a "click" sound.

Jiang Ye hung up the phone.

When the wind blew in, Su Yan shivered.

"Can you hear me?" he asked.

Su Yan nodded.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, took apart the things at hand, took one or two sticks, and handed them to Su Yan.

"what is this?"

Jiang Ye just smiled and said nothing.

His hands were long, but there was still some distance between the windows on both sides. Su Yan reached out on tiptoe and held the thing in her hand.

"Haven't you played it? It's called a fairy wand."

Su Yan really never played.

During the Chinese New Year, I either went outside to watch the fireworks with my family, or I watched the Spring Festival Gala at home.

Jiang Ye explained: "When you light it, it will crackle and emit silver light, which is very beautiful."

"It's a small firework." He whispered.

(End of this chapter)