Chapter 160 A Belated Love Letter (Part )

Time is just like a flying arrow. With a "whoosh" sound, before you know it, the sharp tip of the arrow has already penetrated the door lintels of every household.

Wherever the arrows passed.

The lake was frozen, frost covered the dry grass, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the streets. Even the tightly pasted Spring Festival couplets were blown up by the sharp air.

From some day on, when Chen Yuan woke up in the morning, he did not wake up naturally. Instead, he was awakened by the "bang", "bang", and "bang" sounds of cannons outside when he was still drowsy. The sounds seemed to never stop.

"Whose little brat is this? So annoying!"

That morning, Chen Yuan was woken up again and covered his ears with a pillow. Even though he was as gentle as he was, he finally couldn't help it!

The pillow can't block out the sound of firecrackers.

He put on cotton slippers and a down jacket and went straight downstairs.

"Don't let go, don't let go!"

In the alley downstairs, there was a group of children around seven or eight years old. Some of them had snot hanging from the corners of their lips and were wearing extremely thick coats.

Each one of them was wrapped like a smaller version of Baymax.

They held box after box of firecrackers in their hands, some of which were stuck into the snow, and some were thrown into the sky at random.

Then a crackling sound began to sound, and every crackling sound made the brain buzz, and even the heart, liver and gallbladder tremble together.

"Brother Yuan, you're awake."

There was a little kid wearing a furry hat and holding a burning incense stick in his hand. He saw Chen Yuan and chuckled.

He continued to light firecrackers without stopping.

"Are you guys annoying so early in the morning? You have so much energy? Why don't you stay in bed and sleep in?"

Of course Chen Yuan recognized these children. They were all children from the neighbors living in the school’s staff housing complex, and most of their parents were teachers.

He walked over, grabbed the little bean and held it high.

Chen Yuan was about 1.80 meters tall, and these guys almost reached up to his waist, so it was effortless for him to catch one with each hand.

"Ah! Let me go, let me go!"

"You are the one who always sets off firecrackers, which is so noisy. Let me teach you a lesson."

"Ah, I'm afraid of heights, please put me down... Brother, please, brother."

It was such a cold wind outside, but these little kids didn't seem to feel the cold at all. When they saw their leader being picked up, they stood there cheering and watching the fun.

"Chen Yuan, you want to die!"

Suddenly, a scolding came from the corner of the family building, and Aunt Chen, who was carrying a glass jar, frowned.

"Why are you bullying a child?"

"Mom... I didn't bully him. It's because this kid leads the way in setting off firecrackers every day that I can't even sleep well."

"What's wrong with setting off firecrackers? Today is New Year's Eve, just let them go. School will start again in a few days."

Mother Chen slapped him.

Chen Yuan felt pain, but his mind was still clear.

He obediently put the little kid down.

Suddenly I was distracted.

In the blink of an eye, it’s New Year’s Eve.

……

"I don't want the one with red bean paste. I want the one with pork vermicelli."

noon.

Mother Chen brought over a large basket of freshly steamed buns. They were made together with other female teachers at the neighbor's house. This was the last basket of this year. In the next few days, the buns stored in the refrigerator will become the staple food of the whole family.

Even if you are tired of eating, you have to eat because even the supermarkets on the street are closed.

Fresh vegetables are out of supply these days and we can only eat what is in stock.

Small towns are naturally not as good as big cities, and there are still large shopping malls that remain open during the New Year.

Chen Yuan reached out to take the steaming bun.

Aunt Chen said, "Didn't you like eating red bean paste stuffing before? I even took some extra."

"That was a long time ago. I said in middle school that I don't like eating red bean paste. I only liked sweets when I was a kid."

Take a bite of the fragrant bun, the thin skin, the hot stuffing, the meat and vermicelli blended together, loose yet not too tight.

When you chew it in your mouth, the taste is so familiar.

Chen Yuan has been eating such meat buns since he was a child. Compared with those sold on the street, the homemade steamed ones are not snow-white, but they have a healthy wheat color inside and out.

"Eat slowly, just sit here and be quiet. Where are you going with the buns? I'm planning to cook two dishes."

Mother Chen looked confused because Chen Yuan ran out with a bun in his mouth.

"I'm going to get the package, I'll be right back."

"Is the express delivery company still open during the Chinese New Year?"

"Open it, open it!"

Chen Yuan slammed the door shut and walked hurriedly in the corridor.

He was in such a hurry to pick up the express, of course not because he bought some amazing toy, but because his dear, caring, lovely Yaoyao had prepared a very meaningful New Year gift for him.

Yaoyao is really interesting, and she is good at coming up with little conspiracies and tricks in a unique way.

Jiang Ning would not prepare such little interests, and even if she did, they would only be accidental actions in life.

It’s not like Yaoyao, who chose New Year’s Day on purpose and waited for a long time without mentioning it.

Chen Yuan just found out about it after he woke up this morning.

What will Yaoyao give?

Riding on the small electric bike that Chen Ma usually used to sell vegetables, Chen Yuan had no idea where to put his long legs, but it did not affect his speed at all, and he arrived at the express station in a few minutes.

With a "click", the bike was forked.

Chen Yuan walked in, and before he could say anything, the old lady in her forties asked without even raising her head:

"What's the last digit?"

"2200."

"I'll get it for you..." The old lady picked up her phone and operated it for a while, then walked to the shelf where the express deliveries were placed. After a while, she brought back a box, "Nifeng Express?"

"should be."

"My surname is Chen, right?"

"Yes."

As the cold electronic sound of "shipping successfully" rang out, a light express box appeared in Chen Yuan's arms.

"So light?"

Chen Yuan weighed it twice and immediately thought that it might be a piece of clothing, or a notebook full of photos?
As for clothes, they must be cute couple clothes! They are printed with very childish patterns, three big words and an arrow.

"My boyfriend→" "←My girlfriend"

Jiang Yao said she wanted to buy it.

In this way, when two people walk side by side on the street, they can openly enjoy the envious gazes of others.

There will never be such ridiculous things as “Excuse me sir, is this your aunt?” again!

If it's a notebook...

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan got on the electric scooter again, and he couldn't help but smile.

Yaoyao must have collected all the beautiful photos they took together.

He stood casually at the beach, on the street, under the streetlights, on the golden beach and in the solemn temples in the lush greenery, with a slightly shy smile. And Jiang Yao always held his arm and smiled brightly.

It seemed that as long as she was with Chen Yuan, she would be the happiest girl in the world.

One photo after another, happy memories again and again.

Even the man with the hardest heart in the world would be softened by these photos... He would kneel down, hold up his notebook and shout: "Pure love is invincible. I'm going to cry."

Just thinking about it, Chen Yuan was about to cover his chest.

He missed his girlfriend a lot these days, and of course his girlfriend missed him too, but they could only express their longing for each other through video calls.

When people are lonely, they long for love more.

what is it?

Chen Yuan couldn't wait to tear it open and take a look, but he felt that tearing it open on the street was too ungraceful, so he hurried back home.

……

"Have lunch, Xiao Yuan...what are you doing in the bedroom again?"

"Now, wait for me."

After entering the door, Chen Yuan ran into the bedroom.

He placed the box directly on the desk, then tore off the outermost layer of dust-proof plastic with brute force, and then a shocking box came into view.

"Ultra-thin... seamless girl's sportswear... lace suit..."

After silently reading out the trademark name on the box, Chen Yuan almost vomited blood.

He thought of countless gifts, but he never expected it to be this one!
Chen Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he sat in the bedroom in a daze.

What was Jiang Yao's intention in giving him this gift?
This is not the time to let yourself be lonely...

"So considerate." Chen Yuan murmured to himself, subconsciously glanced at the closed door, and after adjusting his mentality slightly, he reached out his hand.

He took out a folding fruit knife from the drawer and cut open the loosely sealed tape.

Put the top of the box aside and look inside with great anticipation!
As expected, the arousing clothing did not appear. Instead, a childish and even crudely made scarf caught his eye.

This scarf is made of very thick wool and is dark blue in color. There is a chestnut-sized comic card at the end. At first glance, it looks like it must be hand-woven! Because those woven on an assembly line don't have so many flaws...

Just by looking with the naked eye, Chen Yuan saw that the threads were woven incorrectly in two places, forming a knot there, which looked strangely funny.

The cartoon card showed a boy sitting on a bench, holding a rope in his hand, and the rope was tied around the neck of another girl.

There is also a small basin with a bone pattern on the ground.

"Wang~"

One word expresses everything clearly and concisely.

Chen Yuan looked at this imperfect scarf, and suddenly, his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He recalled the conversation between the two in the car. Jiang Yao was so happy that she didn't know how to express the joy of love. She wanted to eat her boyfriend and put him in her stomach so that they could stay together forever. In the end, in order to let him feel this joy, she left a row of teeth marks on his hand.

He said, "Are you a dog?"

From then on, the relationship between the two remained the same as the conversation they had at that time.

Jiang Yao always takes the initiative, and he responds awkwardly.

In short videos, there are so many examples of licking dogs who end up with nothing and die a miserable death. It seems that there is no reconciliation between men and women in this society. Every time a new example of love appears, there will always be a bunch of people who refute or scold.

Regardless of gender, everyone thinks that giving is the stupidest thing in the world.

Jiang Yao never let Chen Yuan worry about those things. Time and time again, she took steps without stopping, heading towards wherever he was.

As long as he is happy.

She is willing to do anything.

As long as Chen Yuan is unhappy.

She would just stand there as if she had made a mistake.

But taking the initiative is really a very tiring thing. Why Jiang Yao never feels tired? Maybe it’s because she sincerely feels:

Loving someone is happiness no matter how much you give.

Chen Yuan silently picked up the scarf, feeling the warmth she had woven with her own hands, and his heart was completely softened.

Rumor has it that the girlfriend knitted the scarf for her boyfriend!

This was the first time in his life that he had received such a gift, and for a moment he didn't know what emotion to express.

Joy? The feeling of being touched was greater than joy. He felt flattered, but also a little distressed. He could probably imagine how much effort Jiang Yao had put into weaving this towel. He was even at a loss, not knowing how to repay this selfless dedication.

But what I feel most is the full and thriving love.

In fact, Jiang Yao really put a lot of effort into knitting this scarf. She had never done any handicrafts before and knew nothing about needlework.

There was a time when she would go to Xiaowan’s place in the afternoon after finishing her live broadcast.

Follow Xiaowan and learn the techniques of knitting a scarf little by little.

First, she practiced with some balls of string, but her clumsy hands were like pig's trotters, and she often felt that her brain was down and unable to control them. Jiang Yao could still tolerate it at first, but gradually she became more and more impatient. She didn't insist on doing too many things, and after being embarrassed several times, the idea of ​​giving up became more and more obvious.

But she persisted, threw away the mess of yarn, and picked it up again the next day.

It took her more than half a month from learning how to control the coordination of her hands to completing all the steps to weave a proper palm-sized scarf.

On the day of success, Jiang Yao almost cried.

She kept imagining the scene of Chen Yuan receiving the scarf she knitted herself, using it as motivation and gritting her teeth to do it bit by bit.

She never felt that wasting countless time like this was touching, and she never felt that giving without considering the consequences was cheap.

How can love be cheap?

Chen Yuan rubbed his fingers on the soft scarf, feeling the bumps and depressions of each needle hole. The scarf woven diagonally and densely made a flower bloom so easily in his heart.

Carrying the memories of these days.

The sweetness and bitterness of love, the melancholy and distress of parting, the long journey of thousands of kilometers. Jiang Yao once again cut open her heart and showed it to him, or announced it in a deafening voice, telling him:

She is taking this relationship seriously.

Chen Yuan did not try to put the scarf around his neck. Extremely complicated emotions were surging in his heart.

Last year, this entire year was the most unforgettable for him.

The struggle as the countdown to the college entrance examination approaches, the sweet and innocent love during the summer vacation, the new life after entering university, and a dazzling girlfriend standing in front of him.

He will probably never forget the many changes that have taken place in this year.

It was also this dazzling girlfriend that made Chen Yuan start to look forward to his future life, looking forward to growing up and finally walking into the marriage hall with each other.

From now on, we will stay together and keep our promise.

Become lovers who cherish each other for a lifetime.

This was the love he had been dreaming about since he was old enough to understand things until he entered university.

The gift that Jiang Yao had carefully prepared was now properly placed in front of Chen Yuan. She even deliberately used a special box, which looked like something Yaoyao could indeed do.

I'm afraid that when she was preparing the box, she had already started to smile wickedly, imagining Chen Yuan's surprise when he opened the outer packaging.

She was like a gentle breeze and a beam of hot light. No matter whether Chen Yuan was willing or not, it was best to catch him off guard and then the joy would come.

Chen Yuan often felt that he was a boring person. He didn't have so many sexy words to say, nor did he have so many little romantic interests to make Jiang Yao feel romantic. At the age of eighteen, even the comfortable breaths from his throat had to whimper.

But Jiang Yao didn't care about all that. She just wanted to embrace everything about Chen Yuan without any scruples.

Even if Jiang Ning said she was disrespectful for love.

……

Clean bedroom.

For some reason, Chen Yuan felt as if someone was clutching his heart tightly.

(End of this chapter)