A Young Woman's Heart

"Little Yaoyao, cheers!"

"cheers!"

"What are you all doing here? There are only two drops of wine in the glass, and you're talking about toasting? What a joke!"

"That's called atmosphere!" Wang Jiale argued loudly.

Yu Shu nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Cheers~!" Mo Zhuyou and Mo Xiaoxiao shook their glasses. They looked like they were full, but in reality, most of them were Sprite.

"Hey, look, it seems like the dark clouds have actually dispersed a bit!"

"real or fake?"

"It's true! You can see the sky over there! Ah, the moon is out!"

"It's just that the weather has cleared up..."

The box fireworks were quickly used up, but luckily everyone had brought many tube fireworks.

These are fireworks with a stronger sense of participation; you need to hold them in your hand to set them off.

Each time, I could clearly feel the fireworks building in my hand, and then they would launch with a 'thud'.

"Yu Shu, would you like to give it a try?" Mo Xueyao asked excitedly.

Yu Shu didn't speak, but she shook her head more vigorously than a rattle drum.

"Whoosh—thud—bang—!"

Tube fireworks don't fly very high, making it feel like you could reach out and touch them.

The city reeked of sulfur. Although the dark clouds had dispersed, thick smoke still shrouded the streets, as if one had traveled back decades to London, the city known as the Foggy City.

Mo Xueyao took a deep breath of the pungent air: "Hmm, this is the air of the New Year!"

"Ok?"

The sounds of fireworks all around were so loud that Li Wanyan, who was standing next to her, couldn't hear them at all.

I say—Happy New Year!

"Yes, Happy New Year."

……

(four)

Happy New Year!

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, sister!"

"Happy New Year, Youyou too!"

"Happy New Year--"

"Wow, Xiaoxue is so loud!"

"Tea Li, speak louder!"

"Happy New Year!!"

"Pfft, his voice cracked!"

"Oh dear!"

"Happy New Year……!"

……

Chapter 159 New Year's Eve for Different People

(One)

Hard snowflakes were blown by the wind and pelted against Huang Zhengyang's resolute, square face.

He stood leaning against a willow tree by the roadside, looking up at the sky, the dazzling fireworks seeming to bloom in his heart.

"How long have you been waiting?" A woman's elegant voice brought him back to reality.

Zuo Ziya was standing in front of him, a few fresh snowflakes had just fallen on the tips of her hair.

She was wearing a well-fitting dark purple evening gown, and the villa behind her was brightly lit with many cars parked in front, indicating that many guests had arrived.

"Is this how big the New Year celebrations are in wealthy families?" Huang Zhengyang grinned, putting the hand that was leaning against the willow tree into his pocket. "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for the female lead to run away?"

"I've already finished all the social engagements I needed to attend to. I told them I had an appointment with someone else and needed to go out."

"I thought you'd make up an excuse about being physically unable to move..."

"No need." Zuo Ziya stared intently at Huang Zhengyang, then suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled softly. "So, male lead, where do you plan to take me?"

Huang Zhengyang tilted his head and looked at the small truck parked not far away, with an egg-shaped object that looked like a large gas cylinder on the truck bed.

"Ok?"

"You'll find out once you get on the bus."

The truck was covered in scratches and stubborn rust.

But there was no dust or dirt.

It was clearly washed thoroughly before setting off.

Turning to the front of the egg-shaped object, there was a window, its structure somewhat resembling a roadside newsstand, with a small table and two equally small chairs inside.

If you go inside, you can see the skylight overhead.

"This is……?"

"I bought this mobile newsstand and modified it myself." Huang Zhengyang couldn't help but smile. "It's my own home."

"So this is your real house?"

"That's right, the house belongs to me alone, and of course, it belongs to you too."

"It's so small."

"...I'll show you a bigger one later."

"What's big?"

"The other big ones."

"Be serious." Zuo Ziya gently punched Huang Zhengyang's shoulder. "Before that..."

"Ok?"

Huang Zhengyang turned his head to look at her, but before he could react, his soft yet burning lips pressed firmly against hers.

It's like stamping his mouth.

"This is the New Year's gift... mmm!!"

"Then this is mine."

"Drive...drive to a deserted place..."

……

(two)

Even petty thugs have homes to return to.

On Lunar New Year's Eve, the shop was completely empty.

However, the lights were on.

A large electric heater, as tall as a person, was emitting a red light. Huang Yuxi and Sanhua Tongjue sat together on the sofa, watching a movie on the big TV.

It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, but instead of a celebratory movie, we watched a horror film.

Sanhua Tongjue sat cross-legged, resting one head on Huang Yuxi's shoulder, occasionally picking up potato chips and stuffing them into her mouth, making a 'crunch crunch' sound.

Huang Yuxi's body was tense. He stared intently at the screen, and whenever a scary scene appeared, he couldn't help but twitch his toes and lean back, as if the monster was about to leap out of the screen and devour him.

The fireworks that suddenly rose outside the window dispelled much of the fear.

Fireworks are like shouts from people, connecting everyone's thoughts together.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year may indeed dispel the demons and monsters that exist in people's hearts.

"I heard that in your country, fireworks and firecrackers are set off during the Lunar New Year to... disinfect the snow?"

Huang Yuxi's expression was somewhat blank: "No...that's not true, is it..."

"Huh?"

"It's to drive away the Nian beast..."

"But, from a practical point of view, shouldn't it still be disinfection?"

Huang Yuxi shook her head blankly, then nodded, unsure whether what she said was right or wrong.

"Every year we disinfect the snow so it's clean, and then the crops are less likely to get sick..."

"No way?"

"Hehe." Sanhua Tongjue vigorously rubbed Huang Yuxi's head. "Come on, Xiaoxi, let's go outside and set off fireworks! It's a rare occasion to celebrate Chinese New Year, it would be a shame not to go out and set off fireworks!"

"it is good--"

……

(three)

Fireworks burst outside the window in front of Zhou Yong's desk. He stared blankly at them, feeling as if the excitement was somewhat distant from him.

My parents have already gone to bed early.

Although it was the New Year, they didn't have much energy to celebrate the New Year. In fact, they were both still at work on the 29th day of the lunar calendar.