After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 111 Happy New Year
Lu Qingjue returned to his senses slightly, looking down at Ye Wanwan in his arms.

The girl pressed against his chest, her long eyelashes trembling like a small brush.

He opened the small box with one free hand, and what came into view was Ye Wanwan's... ID card.

"This is?" Lu Qingjue took out his ID card and asked in confusion.

"Are you surprised, are you surprised?" Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes, her brows curved: "This is the proof of my existence. I will give it to Ah Jue. What a meaningful gift."

Lu Qingjue pursed his lips and said nothing.

He lowered his head and put the ID card into Ye Wanwan's coat pocket, and then said slowly, "I'll accept Wanwan's kindness, but I can't ask for this ID card."

Ye Wanwan tilted her head and blinked her eyes: "Why? Actually, this ID card is mine before...I have a new ID card here."

Lu Qingjue was silent: ...

After a while, he suddenly smiled, reached out and rubbed the girl's soft hair, after thinking about it, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Wanwan, you are so cute."

*
On the first day of the winter vacation, Ye Wanwan accompanied Ye father and mother to the Song family's old house in the capital to celebrate the reunion year.

Before she had time to say goodbye to Big Brother Lu, she left M City.

So the two started online dating and long-distance dating.

On New Year's Eve, after the New Year's Eve dinner, Ye Wanwan went back to her room. She wanted to send New Year greetings to her friends.

Tian Mengmeng's level naturally needs to chat more.

After getting through the video, Tian Mengmeng was eating snacks, with some slurred speech, "Wanwan, happy New Year's Eve!"

Ye Wan Wan curled the corners of her mouth: "Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's watching TV. My mother insists on watching the Spring Festival Gala with me." Tian Mengmeng blinked.

"Ok."

"Don't talk about that," Tian Mengmeng put the phone on the bed, held her chin, and smiled playfully: "How are you and Mr. Lu doing?"

"It's not bad, now we have agreed to each other for life."

Ye Wanwan opened the curtains, and the lights of thousands of houses outside, warm and beautiful, this is the atmosphere of the world mentioned in the book.

Tian Mengmeng covered her mouth and smiled: "Then 99, I'm waiting to eat your wedding candy in the future, remember to wrap me a big red envelope when the time comes, and I will be a bridesmaid for Wan Wan!"

Ye Wanwan couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Little girl, she's so young, she can't help but think about everything."

Tian Mengmeng stuck out her tongue: "Slightly~"

"Mengmeng, the Wusan I bought for you—"

Before Ye Wanwan could finish her sentence, Tian Mengmeng quickly said that she had something to do and hung up the video.

Ye Wanwan:?

Tian Mengmeng took a deep breath over there. Fortunately, she hung up the book quickly. She sold the May [-]rd book to a waste recycling shop for fifty cents.

Guiltily, she touched her phone and clicked on Yang Dasha's QQ.

Tian Mengmeng: 【Yang Hanhan, Happy New Year's Eve. 】

Yang Yu was in the middle of qualifying. He was a shooter. He had just won a blood and was about to return when he saw the news from Tian Meng.

He subconsciously clicked back to the chat page, and sent a reply message.

Yang Yu: [Happy New Year's Eve (°з°)-]

When Yang Yu returned to the game, his family had already been pushed up.

Yang Yu: ...

*
Ye Wanwan sent New Year's greetings in groups, and now only Mr. Lu's is left unsent.

She clicked on the dialog box with Mr. Lu, and she didn't know what to say, as if saying nothing was superfluous.

The long blessings were written and deleted, deleted and written again, and so on.

Finalize six words: Ah Jue Happy New Year's Eve.

Hit send.

After a few seconds, I looked at my phone, but Mr. Lu still hasn't answered her.

Note the following line of small characters, the other party is typing...

What will he say?Ye Wanwan couldn't help feeling curious, and at the same time faintly began to look forward to it.

QQ rang.

Ye Wanwan hurriedly picked up the phone, and Mr. Lu really replied.

——Happy New Year's Eve.

that's all?Ye Wanwan was a little disappointed, staring at the phone in a daze.

A message popped up.

It's still Mr. Lu's.

Clicking on it turned out to be a voice.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Wanwan."

It can be heard that Mr. Lu's voice is full of laughter.

Ye Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, holding the phone in front of her chest.

It's only been a few days since I've seen each other, but the first time I heard a familiar voice, accompanied by the noise, it was still a bit unreal.

Ye Wan replied a message late.

——Ah Jue, are you still outside?Is not It Cold?

On the other side, Lu Qingjue saw her sending two questions in a row, and could imagine the girl's concerned face, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Someone set off fireworks outside, which can be seen from far away, gorgeous and beautiful.

The night sky was illuminated by fireworks, and it was much more lively.

There should be many people setting off fireworks in the capital at this time.

Lu Qingjue made a video call directly: "Open the window and have a look, the fireworks outside are beautiful."

Hearing this, Ye Wanwan stretched out her hand to open the window.

I didn't notice just now, there are indeed fireworks outside.

Clusters rise to the night sky, removing the old and ushering in the new. It is a summary of the old year and expectations for the new year.

"Absolutely."

Ye Wanwan called out.

"how?"

When his name was called suddenly, Lu Qingjue froze for a moment.

"Every year in the future, we will be together."

A cluster of fireworks happened to explode outside, and the girl's crisp voice reached Lu Qingjue's ears intermittently.

Through the screen of his mobile phone, he could see clearly the smile on Ye Wanwan's face, which was full of spring flowers suddenly blooming after the severe winter.

For a moment, this pair of eyes like fireworks looked at him.

Amidst the fireworks blooming in the sky and the celebration of the crowd in the distance, the two quietly looked at each other through the video.

Neither of them spoke to each other, but there was a tacit understanding that no one ended the call first
Until the clock strikes zero.

The girl in front of him suddenly rolled her eyes at him.

He saw the mouth shape made by her delicate lips:
"Ah Jue, Happy New Year."

　After the epidemic, online classes will be held, and live broadcasts will be played every night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)