Our love is not a fairy tale

Chapter 148
"I, Lin Jiu, Xiaofan will be happy." Chen Chen smiled.

"Sister, go out, I'll make dumplings." Listening to Chen Chen ranking himself behind Lin Jiu, Xiao Fan bit his lips tightly.

"Okay, be careful." After Chen Chen finished speaking, he patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder, opened the door and went out.

Xiaofan didn't think about other things any more, he put all his heart into the pot and skillfully cooked the dumplings...

Seeing Chen Chen eating dumplings full of praise reminded Xiaofan of how Chen Chen was eating lunch with her for the first time. It would be great if he could go back to the beginning. The current Chen Chen makes her feel strange. feeling scared!
This year's Spring Festival was not happy at all. Xiaofan, Chen Chen went to Uncle Ji Shan's house for New Year's dinner, and then went to set off fireworks with a few children at his uncle's house, and then was taken out by Chen Chen. A group of boys and girls who are unknown to each other had a big New Year's Eve.

She didn't see Lin Jiu, nor Yang Ruoxi.

A lot of girls were talking about the two of them, no doubt one became the president and the other had his eyes healed. Xiao Fan didn't listen to it. He sat on the side and drank some wine, then fell asleep drunk, and when he woke up, he was On the bed in my own villa.

On the first day of the new year, I woke up early, went downstairs and saw Chen Chen eating breakfast, the two laughed for a while, and Chen Chen gave Xiaofan a red envelope.

Then, the two went to a relative's house to pay New Year's greetings.

This year's greetings, four days passed in the blink of an eye.

At noon on the fifth day of the new year, Chen Chen came over with an invitation card, it was a family banquet of the Lin family, and asked Xiao Fan if he would go, Xiao Fan naturally couldn't answer, seeing Chen Chen leaving with a happy face, Xiao Fan was dim After a while, I finally took the gift and went to Yang Ruoxi's house to pay New Year's greetings.

Went to Yang Ruoxi's house, the door was closed, and then I remembered that Yang Ruoxi told him that he had gone to worship the ancestors on the fifth day of the lunar new year. On a cold and deserted street.

On the fifth day of the fifth day of the lunar new year, many shops were not open. Xiao Fan walked aimlessly on the street, looking at his lonely shadow, Xiao Fan felt uncomfortable. In this world, is there really nothing left for her to commemorate?

(End of this chapter)