Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Noisy and noisy for hours, and finally for the sake of the New Year, let them move after the New Year.

At that time, all the illegal buildings in this area will have to be demolished, and some people are not convinced, but there is no way.

After Chuzheng and Yu's father bought the gold-inlaid bowl at home, Yu's mother stopped them from going out and bought everything in a few days.

Chuzheng stays at home every day and does nothing.

In the past two days, the good person card is not always there. It may be because of the lottery.

Although it is all about to celebrate the New Year, all the Spring Festivals are not on the same day at the interval of ten years.

Cheng Mu had many days in advance.

——Don’t go out with classmates?

Chu Zheng knew that Cheng's father and his stepmother were not at home, and he was the only one at home at this time.

"It's boring." Cheng Mu shrank in the chair, eating ice cream with his legs folded.

——You still eat ice cream so cold?

"...I'll eat it!" You care about me!

Chu Zheng could hear the fireworks on Cheng Mu's side. The young man sat in a chair alone, with the dim light falling on him, a little lonely inexplicably.

He held the spoon, digging it again and again, his expression was slightly low.

The phone rang and stopped on the table, stopped and rang, and finally fell silent.

Chuzheng was not in a good mood sitting there either, walking back and forth in the room, looking in the mirror more and more wrong eyes.

[Miss sister, you can be steady, this mirror is really over if you smash it. 】

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng pulled a chair away and sat down.

——Cheng Mu.

"Huh?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what Chuzheng suddenly told him to do.

--you have me.

The young man was stunned.

The words on the mirror are upright and beautiful.

Cheng Mu didn't recognize these three words at the moment.

What does she mean?

Cheng Mu heard his heartbeat inexplicably, and couldn't help tightening his hand holding the ice cream cup.

After a few seconds, the boy relaxed, and scooped a piece of ice cream into his mouth: "Sister, you are ten years older than me. Don't look at me as handsome, just give me an idea?"

——Ten years later, you are one year older than me.

"..." The ice cream melted on the tip of the tongue, from the cold throat to the chest, the limbs became icy: "Then have you found me ten years later?"

When Cheng Mu heard the news at first, he didn't show much reaction.

But does he really care?

Ten years later, where did he go?

Why are there no traces?

——Cheng Mu, I will be waiting for you in ten years.

when--

The twelve o'clock bell rang when Chu Zheng finished writing the last word, and a cluster of fireworks outside the window bloomed, the light was extinguished, and enveloped the young man.

He stared at the words on the mirror blankly, without responding for a long time.

Cheng Mu couldn't remember how he went to bed in the end.

The next day Cheng Mu was awakened by a knock on the door, and Cheng's father's voice came in through the door, asking him to change clothes quickly.

The process is the same every year. Cheng Mu didn't expect much and didn't want to get up. He was paralyzed in bed for a while.

Finally got up and found a box on the table with a note under the box.

Cheng Mu suddenly remembered what happened last night in his mind, and he hesitantly pulled out the note from under the box.

--happy New Year.

Cheng Mu held the note and looked at it for a long time, and finally put it down and opened the box.

The box contained very ordinary bear-shaped biscuits, which are very common and even many people make them.

However, the moment Cheng Mu saw the biscuit, his eyes were a little sour.

This bear biscuit was different from the others, and Cheng Mu could recognize it at a glance.

He pinched a piece, put it in his mouth and bit it, crispy and sweet, exactly as he remembered.

Cheng Mu sat down with the box in his arms and looked in the mirror. There seemed to be shattered lights flashing in the dark and deep pupils.

His dry lips opened, and his voice was hoarse: "Why did you find this?" In his world, this one has long been discontinued and can't be found anymore.

He didn't ask if the person over there was there, but intuitively told him that the person over there must be there.

She was pressing herself.

Waiting for him.

Sure enough, writing quickly appeared on the mirror.

——Ask your friend. Like it?

"..." Friends... Li Huan? Only he should know. "It has been discontinued, ten years later, is it still there?"

——Not here.

"Then what do you..."

——Although the factory is not there, but the people and the formula are still there, it is not difficult to make a new one.

——You like it.

"……Thank you."

——You are welcome.

Cheng Mu hugged the box and smiled suddenly. For only a second, he smiled slightly and quickly closed the box and put it in the drawer: "My dad called me, I will go down first."

Cheng Mu went out of the room without waiting for Chu Zheng to reply.

With the door closed, Cheng Mu put his back against the wall and took a breath.

He didn't really like that cookie, but his mother liked it. Whether she was happy or unhappy, she would always buy it.

Therefore, after his mother heard nothing, he would always buy these biscuits.

later……

He couldn't find it.

Just like his mother, suddenly disappeared one day.

"Why are you standing here, why are you doing this without changing your clothes? What are you doing, do you want to do it right with me in the New Year?"

Father Cheng didn't know when he appeared on the stairs, and looked at him calmly.

Cheng Mu returned to his senses and found that he was too anxious to come out just now, still wearing pajamas.

Cheng Mu glanced at Father Cheng, did not talk back, and asked the servant to help him get the clothes out.

Father Cheng wanted to say a few words, but think about Cheng Mu's rare chance not to talk back to him, but in the end he didn't say a word, and went downstairs sternly.

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Cheng Mu was forced to participate in family activities. He was absent-minded. When someone greeted him, he was rude to go back.

Cheng Mu hated such a hypocritical occasion. These people didn't necessarily want to talk to him much, but because of their identity, Zhou Xuan had to be forced.

In the next few days, Cheng Mu was very busy.

Occasionally when he comes back, he seems to avoid Chu Zheng, either sealing the mirror or not appearing in the mirror.

But Chu Zheng was very angry.

She just can't touch it, and she can't watch it now.

Is there anyone worse than her?

It's not good for a big brother!

But there is no way, so angry.

Want to do something that the successor of socialism would not do to cleanse the soul.

Chuzheng finally caught a good person card that day.

——What are you doing hiding from me?

"No." The boy replied quickly: "It has been very busy these days."

He didn't lie, he was really busy.

Busy to meet those relatives who don't know how many turns have been turned, and those who are in business with Father Cheng.

--Oh.

The word "Chu Zheng" was too cold, which made Cheng Mu a little uncomfortable, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Cheng Mu walked back and forth in places that the mirror couldn't see, rubbing his hair a little irritably.

He took a look at the spectacles. There was only his own room in the mirror, but he seemed to be able to see the people over there through the mirror.

What will she look like ten years from now?