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New Year is approaching.

The engagement is basically ready.

Now I just wait until the end of the year to bring my junior schoolgirl back and get engaged.

In the past few days, Xu Zhimu has been accompanying An Xiaomi.

The two families seemed to have a special tacit understanding and returned to their previous way of getting along.

Seeing the two of them spending time together every day, neither of them said anything.

After all, An Xiaomi's physical condition is like a big stone, weighing on everyone's heart.

Perhaps, this is the last warm moment between the two of them.

Even though they know that this is wrong, even if they know that this is sorry for Qingqing, they still see An Xiaomi's slightly pale face every time.

I am also distressed and don’t know what to say.

The day before the New Year, An Xiaomi and his family went to his grandma’s house to pay New Year greetings.

Xu Zhimu was handling business alone at home until evening when he suddenly received a call.

Cheng Fanmiao.

Looking at the name, Xu Zhimu was slightly stunned, and then he said "Hey" after the call was connected.

"Happy New Year, my dear~"

Cheng Fanmiao's iconic, slightly charming voice came.

"What are you doing again?"

Xu Zhimu was used to her not going to the Three Treasures Hall for anything.

As soon as she appears, something new will happen.

"During the Chinese New Year, bosses usually send red envelopes and other caring envelopes to their employees. What about some people? They are not even willing to say a blessing to others?"

Cheng Fanmiao's dissatisfied voice came over.

"The year-end bonus given to you this year is enough to make you a little rich woman. What other New Year red envelopes are you looking for?"

Xu Zhimu said with a smile.

"This is different. I don't need the money, but I must have the blessing."

"Well, I wish you happiness as long as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain."

"...Do you dare to be more perfunctory?"

"Then what else do you want?"

"The Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow. Let me, a small employee, treat Boss Xu to a meal. How about building a good relationship?"

Cheng Fanmiao's tone changed and turned into his usual cunning tone.

Xu Zhimu and Cheng Fanmiao have had dinner together several times.

Cheng Fanmiao is a poor drinker, but his character is outstanding and he can always find some way to give Xu Zhimu some benefits.

Let Xu Zhimu, a gentleman who keeps his integrity like a jade, have to endure his own bottom line every time.

"Is it inconvenient for Boss Xu?"

Cheng Fanmiao heard that he never responded, but instead spoke.

In fact, there is nothing inconvenient about it. Speaking of it, the relationship between myself and Cheng Fanmiao is a serious boss-employee relationship.

It is also necessary to sit together and have dinner occasionally.

"Eat?" Xu Zhimu confirmed.

"Of course, otherwise what else do you want to do?"

Cheng Fanmiao's voice came out with a smile, and some words were accented by coincidence.

The corner of Xu Zhimu's mouth twitched.

"Where to go?"

"How about coming to my house? The bed is big and comfortable, and I've also prepared several sets of newly designed underwear~"

Cheng Fanmiao's seductive voice came.

"Dang it." Xu Zhimu no longer accepted this trick.

"Okay, okay, we're eating out, so why don't we give up this little bit of face?"

Cheng Fanmiao said aggrievedly.

But Xu Zhimu didn't believe her at all: "Where?"

"Under the bridge."

Cheng Fanmiao said softly.

Under the bridge...

Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment. He remembered the last time he and Cheng Fanmiao really opened up and chatted for the first time.

Just under an overpass not far from home.

That is Cheng Fanmiao's past that few people know about.

This beautiful girl looks frivolous and cunning, and even wants to play with people's hearts.

But it has an extremely dark past.

The bottom of the bridge is a special existence for Cheng Fanmiao.

Xu Zhimu has not responded yet.

Cheng Fanmiao said with a slight smile: "Then it's settled, I'll wait for you, no matter how late it is."

Just say it, Cheng Fanmiao hung up the phone.

Xu Zhimu looked at the hung up phone, a little lost in thought.

Xu Zhimu and Cheng Fanmiao are the same kind of people, so he knows that people like them have an extremely sensitive place in their hearts.

For Xu Zhimu, the dimly lit path and stairs where he met his junior sister is his most precious place.

Don't let outsiders know easily.

And under that overpass, it was also the most sensitive place in Cheng Fanmiao's heart.

Xu Zhimu actually admires Cheng Fanmiao now.

If two people can be friends, it is also a very good choice.

But now, it's obvious that the two can no longer be purely friends.

But Xu Zhimu has provoked enough girls now.

Cheng Fanmiao showed herself the softest part of her heart time and time again.

Maybe one day, she will no longer be able to escape from herself.

Therefore, although the two people are always ambiguous, the boundary has always been strictly adhered to.

Xu Zhimu originally wanted to refuse, but Cheng Fanmiao didn't give him this chance at all.

Outside the window, it has not snowed in the past few days, but as the saying goes, if it snows, it will become cold if it doesn't get cold, especially the temperature by the lake at night.

It was even colder. If the temperature stayed at this temperature all night, even Xu Zhimu's constitution would catch a cold.

Moreover, Xu Zhimu knew very well that people like them were all stupid.

If she said she would keep waiting for him, then she would definitely keep waiting.

Xu Zhimu sighed helplessly.

Forget it, anyway, you are not afraid of slanted shadows.

I couldn't watch her standing in the dark place under the overpass in the middle of winter.

Xu Zhimu got dressed, went downstairs, and drove all the way there.

Under the canal overpass.

In the summer here, there are always many people walking their dogs at night.

But in winter, the lake is covered with a layer of ice, and the temperature near the lake is even lower. You can't see anyone wandering around here within a few hundred meters.

The streetlights are far apart to see the faint light, and there are no people nearby.

Xu Zhimu parked the car on the side of the road, walked along the river bank, and pushed aside the dry reeds that broke at the slightest touch.

Underneath the bridge that day.

Xu Zhimu saw the tall girl.

She has long, wavy, slightly curly hair and a tall and plump figure, under this dark bridge.

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At this moment, Cheng Fanmiao was squatting by the river, seeming to be tinkering with something. Her plump and round buttocks were particularly eye-catching.

Xu Zhimu walked over quietly without a chance to say hello.

Suddenly, a handful of flames were ignited. Cheng Fanmiao placed a lot of dry firewood in front of him and piled up a temporary fire with gravel from the river.

She held a lighter in her hand and just lit the match, but it quickly went out again.

Cheng Fanmiao looked a little troubled.

"This firewood has just thawed and has a lot of moisture, so it cannot be lit."

Xu Zhimu's voice suddenly came.

Cheng Fanmiao subconsciously stirred and turned around to look over.

Seeing that it was Xu Zhimu, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled slightly: "I thought you would come very late. It seems that he still has some status in your heart."

Xu Zhimu ignored her teasing and looked around curiously.

There were some collected branches, a large bucket of mineral water, and a material bag, which seemed to have something in it.

"What are you doing? Keep yourself warm by the fire?"

"You light the fire for me first, and then I'll tell you."

Cheng Fanmiao smiled mysteriously.

Xu Zhimu glanced at her, not curious about what she wanted to do, but the temperature was indeed quite cold at the moment.

Raising a fire can also keep you warm.

Xu Zhimu looked back, then walked over and broke some of the dry reeds that blocked the road just now.

After the reeds dry up, they become good fire starters.

Xu Zhimu took the lighter, lit the dry reeds, and dried the firewood bit by bit, slowly starting a fire.

The fire was not particularly bright, but it brought some warmth.

Under the dark overpass, this fire is the only light.

Cheng Fanmiao kept watching his movements, with a faint luster in his fox eyes, without the previous teasing and cunningness.

There is only some warmth illuminated by the fire.

Started the fire.

Xu Zhimu took a stone as a stool and sat down, looking at Cheng Fanmiao: "Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a meal? Where's the meal?"

Cheng Fanmiao recovered from his daze: "Of course, I will make it for you now and let you try my exclusive secret recipe!"

As Cheng Fanmiao spoke, he took out a jar containing milk powder from the plastic bag beside him.

But it was empty inside, and Cheng Fanmiao put it directly into the fire.

Then I poured some mineral water into the jar.

It seems to be used as a vessel to boil water.

Xu Zhimu was a little confused.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Here are the dumplings, let me tell you the dumplings cooked like this are delicious."

Cheng Fanmiao took out another bag of dumplings from the plastic bag. Judging from the shape, it seemed that they were all made by Cheng Fanmiao himself.

Wait for the water to feel boiling, then pour it in directly.

Just like that, under the overpass in the cold wind, a fire brought precious warmth, and the appearance of the milk powder can was blackened by the fire.

The water inside was bubbling, and the dumplings were rising and falling.

In this winter, it actually feels a bit like making dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

"You can't cook dumplings in milk powder jars, but there will be heavy metal residues...where did you learn how to do that?"

Xu Zhimu now looked at Cheng Fanmiao.

Although the metal of the milk powder can is considered good, there is no problem in using it once or twice for emergencies.

"I know, but this was the only way I could eat steaming dumplings at that time."

Cheng Fanmiao smiled nonchalantly and poked the dumplings in the milk powder jar with her chopsticks.

Then he looked at Xu Zhimu: "Did you know? My mother and I used this method at that time. We even used water from the river next to it. When cooked, it had a bit of a fishy earthy taste.

But I finally had my first hot meal after being displaced... I will never forget that taste in my life."

Xu Zhimu glanced at her silently, and then looked at the dumplings rolling up and down in the jar.

Just like her ups and downs in life, she spent most of her time in hot water.

"Forget it, it's Chinese New Year, let's not talk about this anymore, do you want to drink?"

Cheng Fanmiao smiled and shook his head, took out another bottle of red wine and shook it at Xu Zhimu.

Xu Zhimu nodded and smiled: "Drink some."

With this weather and temperature, it’s impossible not to have a drink.

Just call a driver to come later.

Cheng Fanmiao poured him a glass and sat across from him. The two of them faced the fire and listened to the sound of gurgling and boiling.

It was extremely comfortable.

"Thank you, Boss Xu, for your face today. Let's have a drink first."

Cheng Fanmiao raised his wine glass and clinked it with Xu Zhimu.

Eat it all in one bite.

Xu Zhimu also took a sip and felt that the alcohol content of this wine was a little lower. No wonder Cheng Fanmiao, with his poor drinking capacity, could finish it in one gulp.

"Hey, if I don't drink well, why don't you let me pretend to be drunk with low-alcohol wine?"

Cheng Fanmiao smiled in a nondescript manner, but her style suited her to this. Instead, she had the feeling of a drunken and ruffian goddess.

"as long as you are happy."

Xu Zhimu nodded.

"By the way, this is for you."

Cheng Fanmiao suddenly took something out of his arms and handed it to Xu Zhimu.

"Red envelope?"

Xu Zhimu took it and looked at it. It was indeed a red envelope, and it was quite thick.

"Aren't you and your little fiancée about to get engaged? This is my... share of the money."

Cheng Fanmiao spoke softly.

Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment, squeezed the red envelope in his hand, and then said: "It's just an engagement. According to the rules, you can't collect the contribution money, and the contribution money is collected in advance at the wedding venue..."

"Do you think your little fiancée will allow me to go to your wedding?" Cheng Fanmiao interrupted her, with an indescribable smile on her slightly drunken and red cheeks.

Xu Zhimu thought for a while: "She doesn't know you."

Although Cheng Fanmiao and the elementary school girl met several times, they only met briefly.

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"Yes, your little fiancée may not know me, but what about your childhood sweetheart and god-sister? She has always disliked me."

When Cheng Fanmiao mentioned An Xiaomi, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and smiled.

After all, as far as looks are concerned, An Xiaomi is really good-looking and a rare rival, and he cannot catch up.

But when it comes to body shape, I am definitely better than her.

This is also the main reason why An Xiaomi has always been brooding and has a special hatred for her.

Xu Zhimu also remembered what happened in high school, a month after he had just returned from rebirth.

The sudden appearance of Cheng Fanmiao gave An Xiaomi an unprecedented sense of crisis. The girl's proud character seemed so innocent and naive now that she thought about it.

Thinking of these past memories of his youth, Xu Zhimu couldn't help but smile.

only…

Xu Zhimu's smile slowly faded again, remembering the girl who had lasted throughout his youth.

Is it possible to be reborn from nirvana?

"Did I... say something wrong?"

Cheng Fanmiao's voice interrupted Xu Zhimu's thoughts.

"No, I just remembered something."

Xu Zhimu shook his head.

"Then, can you tell me? Maybe I can help you solve your worries."

Cheng Fanmiao raised a pair of fox eyes, slightly blurred.

Xu Zhimu looked at her, and after a long time, he gently shook his head: "It's my own business."

Cheng Fanmiao looked at his cheek.

Yes, the thing that makes him still worried may be the deepest scar in his heart.

How can you say it in front of others easily? This is no less than tearing open your own wounds and showing them to others...

"I understand."

Cheng Fanmiao lowered his head and looked at the dumplings that were still boiling in the milk powder jar.

Suddenly she raised her head, her eyes blinked slightly, she smiled, and said to Xu Zhimu: "Then... do you want to listen to my story again?"