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Yukinoshita Yukino had just gotten up. During the New Year, she finally didn't have those heavy study tasks, so she put on her white pajamas embroidered with black kittens, washed up simply, prepared a sandwich for herself, and then ate the sandwich while drinking milk and watching the cat movies he brought her.

With the combination of heating and pajamas, she inevitably looks a bit lazy as she sits on the sofa.

Hearing her cell phone ring, she took it out, checked the message, and smiled.

Putting down the sandwich, she replied.

[Two years later, what happened? Did Nomi-san miss me?]

After sending the message, she raised her mouth and continued to watch cat videos. Given Nomiyama-kun's personality, he would not be frank and would probably think of something to mock her.

But to her surprise, the message came back so quickly and the content was also unexpected.

[I really miss you, can you please talk to your family and come back soon?]

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the message and her face suddenly heated up. She looked around, then at her phone, and her fingers moved again and again.

Does this count as a confession? It seems not, because he didn't say "I love you." So when can we hear him say that? At sixteen? Or seventeen?

She leaned back and stopped watching cat videos. Instead, she curled up on the sofa as she did at his house before.

She replied carefully choosing her words.

I can't leave the Yukinoshita family alone. Wait for me for two more years.

Nomiyama looked at the message, then looked back in the direction of his home.

It’s not that I don’t want to wait, it’s just that something really went wrong. If it continues like this, I really don’t know how it will develop.

He frowned.

But there is no way to explain this matter. He used to have a wife and two children?

If she said it out loud, she would definitely come back, but it also meant that she would have to have a complete disagreement with her family because of her. Disagreement was not a big deal, but she was afraid that in the end they would find out that it was true.

Then it became completely unmanageable.

Why? They have only been separated for a year, so why did things like "wife" and "children" pop up? And judging from how confident Gong Yu was before, it is probably true.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Nomiyama replied to the message.

[I really can't solve some problems here. Invincible Yukinoshita-san, when you come back, please find a way to solve them yourself.]

Thinking of this, he stepped forward. In short, he would wait until she came back and then let her worry about it.

Yukinoshita Yukino received the message and looked at the message page with a slight smile on her face.

As expected, Nomiyama-kun can't do without me. There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved. When we go back, I will let him feel the gap in our problem-solving abilities.

Qian-Xun ⑨⒍○⑴二⑹㈡７0

Chapter 80: Many Happy New Years

The gift that Nomiyama chose for Gong Yu was not something very troublesome.

Just a scarf.

white.

He subconsciously felt that white was more suitable for the other person.

Although it is a bit cliché, fortunately Gong Yu is really happy and likes it very much.

After thinking for a while, he took another scarf and went to the yard while the other party was preparing 'Osechi'.

Pile some firewood in the yard and light it.

He was holding a red scarf and muttering to himself in front of the fire.

"You might really be dead. I never thought about it before, but now I have to prepare a gift for you."

"I don't know what you like, but I feel like red can't go wrong, so."

"Happy New Year."

After saying this, he raised his scarf and prepared to throw it into the fire.

He only raised it halfway before pulling it back.

After a moment of silence, he turned and left.

"Forget it, it feels like a waste. If you want a gift, just revive yourself and come get it. If you can't revive, just consider it bad luck."

Returning to the house, he closed the door to prevent the cold air from coming in.

Stepping into the living room, he threw the red scarf onto the sofa and looked towards the kitchen.

"Gong Yu, I'm hungry."

Yukinoshita Miyame walked towards the table with the last of the soup, complaining a little, "You're hungry all the time."

匌○弌弍②ノ╲⒊澪⒐ba

Nomiyama followed behind her, his expression not changing much: "It means I'm growing, which is a good thing."

He scanned the dining table, focusing on the chicken soup.

That was the free-range chicken that Uncle Kato had given him a while ago. He had killed it himself in the afternoon and cut its throat in the yard, leaving blood all over the ground and staining the snow red. Then Gong Yu hid at the door and watched.

It's true that she's a good cook, but when it comes to killing live chickens, she's always afraid.

Sitting down, taking the rice she handed him, Nomiyama picked it up, picked up slices of beef and stuffed them into his mouth: "Gong Yu, is it true that after finishing this meal, it will last until next year?"

Yukinoshita Miyame sat across from him and shook her head slightly: "After twelve o'clock it's next year."

Nomiyama didn't take it seriously: "Really? Then it seems I can't say Happy New Year to you right away. I don't plan to stay up late."

"It doesn't matter." Yukinoshita Miyame picked up the chicken leg and put it in his bowl, saying lightly, "Whenever Fengzao thinks it will be next year, then it will be next year. Anyway, I don't want to stay up late."

Nomiyama bit into the chicken thigh and responded vaguely: "Okay."

The table then fell silent until someone walked towards the kotatsu, rubbing their stomach.

"Gong Yu, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Fengzao."

Yukinoshita Miyame responded with a smile behind him.

Nomiyama turned on the TV and listened to the Red and White Songs Contest, then reached for his phone and opened the message to read.

Yukinoshita Miyame collected the empty plates and put them in the sink to soak. For those that still had a lot of food left on them, she just quietly put them in the refrigerator.

Feng Zao is willing to heat up the leftovers before eating, so just listen to him, after all, he is the master of this house.

After doing all this, she returned to the living room and stood in front of the kotatsu. After struggling with her thoughts for a while, she crawled in next to him and lay down.

Nomiyama stopped swiping his phone and stared blankly at her lying beside him.

"I slept."

After saying this, Yukinoshita Miyame closed her eyes tightly.

Nomiya's eyelids twitched.

No, why are you still acting like a rogue?

......

Yukinoshita Yukino was preparing lunch in the kitchen. Estimating the time difference, she stopped, washed, wiped, and sent a message.

【Happy New Year】

It should have been later, but he was a lazy guy who loved to sleep, and if it was any later he probably wouldn't even be able to see the message.

It’s just a pity that there is such a big time difference. It’s still noon here, but it’s already evening there.

Looking at the snow outside, she smiled and sent another message.

[The wind and snow here are very beautiful, they roll together and fly all over the sky]

......

It was the first time that Yukinoshita Haruno spent the New Year alone. She didn't feel lonely at all, but she couldn't help but mock her mother in her heart.

I don’t know where the man went, so much so that she didn’t even want to come back for the New Year.

The servants at home prepared dinner, and then she sat alone at the dining table and had a quiet dinner.

During this process, she put the remaining chicken leg into the bowl next to her, which was also her sister's bowl.

After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth, got up and walked out of the house, and then she received the message.

Xiao Xueno: [Sister, Happy New Year. I'm sorry I can't celebrate with you this year.]

Pretty formulaic, but also pretty happy news.

Yukinoshita Haruno raised the corner of her mouth and decided not to reply. She would wait a few hours until her sister started to feel uneasy before replying.

As for Yukino, she is too serious, so she is the one who makes people happy the most.

Ah yes, now I am second happiest.

Thinking of this, she turned to the first happy chat page.

Okay, okay, without saying a word, you are indeed a heartless man.

Just as I was thinking about it, a message popped up on the page.

[Happy New Year, the gift you gave me is too small, I hate it]

Yukinoshita Haruno blinked.

Eh? That style is too small?

Hiss... That's why I said Yukino couldn't control it, and she really had to let her sister do it.

......

After dinner, Eriri Sawamura took a bath and returned to her room. She finally didn't pick up the paintbrush today. She just changed into her new clothes and rolled around on the bed with her cell phone in her hands.

Happy New Year? Happy New Year?

Sayuri Sawamura opened the door and looked at her stupid daughter helplessly: "It's still a few hours before New Year's, how can you wait?"

Sawamura Eriri blinked: "Well, then should I talk to him first?"

"No!" Sayuri Sawamura said firmly, "That would be too weak. It's only a few hours before the New Year, and he seems so impatient. Wait, wait for him to send a message."

"If he doesn't send it, haha." Sayuri Sawamura's eyes flashed and she sneered.

Eriri Sawamura is well-behaved and obedient. She knows that she is a little dumber than Yukino Kazehaya. Her mother has experience in love, so she listens to her mother.

At least last time, she lied to Feng Zao that she was seriously ill, and at least let Feng Zao come over to make porridge for her. Although, although she was discovered drawing books...

While I was thinking about something, my cell phone rang.

Pick it up and open the page.

"Happy New Year, and I told Yukinoshita about your picture book, Eriri."

Eriri Sawamura was happy at first, then stunned, and then panicked.

How could you tell Yukino such a thing!

At the same time, Sayuri Sawamura also received the news.

Squinting her eyes, she looked at the message.

[Happy New Year, and Sister Sayuri, your medicine is really useless, don't take it anymore]

Okay, it's a provocation.

......

Somewhere in Tokyo, the smell of the New Year spread throughout the new house. After dinner, Utaha Kasumigaoka quietly retreated into her room.

She turned off the lights and stared blankly at the neon lights of the city that never sleeps outside the window.