Time flies, and even winter is drawing to a close.

Xia Xiqing didn't go back to Xia's house during the Chinese New Year, and it wasn't his home in the first place. Anyway, he was already used to celebrating the New Year alone, so he didn't think it was a big deal. But this time was different, Zhou Ziheng accompanied him until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and only went to Xishan Villa on the 30th day of the new year.

The house was lively and full of people. Zhou Ziheng took off his scarf and down jacket and handed them to Aunt Hong. His father was entertaining relatives in the living room, and there was a young girl sitting beside him, who seemed to be brought by some family. Zhou Ziheng took the initiative to say hello and New Year greetings, and got into the kitchen.

"mom."

Zhou's mother was taking a spoonful of chicken soup from the casserole to taste, when her son came back, she hurriedly put the spoon to Zhou Ziheng's mouth, "Hengheng, help me taste it, is there any salt?" Zhou Ziheng blew He drank the soup twice, "It's delicious." He licked his lips, "Mom, how many days is your institute on vacation?"

"On the eighth day of the eighth day, but I have to go back early, and there is a very important project that is still on hold. I will cook some delicious food for you at home in the past few days."

Seeing his mother was very happy, Zhou Ziheng hugged her arm and asked tentatively, "Mom, who is that outside?"

"Your father's Fa is young, and he grew up in a courtyard." Mom took out the cut fruit again, inserted a piece of dragon fruit with a toothpick and fed it to Zhou Ziheng's mouth. He quickly took the toothpick and asked again, "So What about the girl next to her..."

"My precious daughter." Mom laughed, as if deliberately teasing Zhou Ziheng, "How about it, isn't she pretty?"

When the word "beautiful" was mentioned, Zhou Ziheng only thought of Xia Xiqing who was sitting in front of the drawing board and drawing quietly.

"Don't tell me you are married, what age is it, and there is still such an arranged marriage." Zhou Ziheng didn't even realize that he was completely without three hundred taels of silver here.

Zhou's mother glanced at him, and closed the kitchen door, "Teasing you, talk so much." She lowered her head to cut spring bamboo shoots, Zhou Ziheng wanted to help but couldn't intervene, just like he couldn't intervene in words.

"Mom, actually I have..."

"I know what you're going to say." Mom looked up with a very calm face, "Your sister-in-law told me."

"Sister-in-law? She..." Zhou Ziheng didn't expect that Jiang Yin would tell his mother. The news caught him off guard, "How could sister-in-law..."

"During the few days you were in confinement, I found something was wrong. I asked her several times before she was willing to tell me, and let me hide it for you." Zhou's mother put the chopped bamboo shoots into the chicken soup and covered it , "Although I don't know if you were born or changed later." She looked into Zhou Ziheng's eyes, "But if it's a whim, there's no need to say it."

"No." Zhou Ziheng immediately retorted, but he felt that his tone was a little too aggressive, so he had to slow down a bit, "I didn't do it on a whim, I really like him. No..." Zhou Ziheng was dissatisfied with his wording, "I love him very much."

Zhou's mother put down the things in her hands, turned to look at Zhou Ziheng, she gave birth to him very early, even now her face does not have many traces of age, but a kind of wise and mature beauty. She watched quietly for a while, as if trying to read the expression on her son's face.

"Actually, I couldn't accept it at the beginning. I couldn't sleep for several nights, and I regretted it. I thought you shouldn't be allowed into that circle. You should study hard and do research work like me. It's a natural thing."

She lowered her eyes, "But your sister-in-law told me with certainty that you are not influenced by the circle, you are still the same you in the past, and you have become more complete. But even if she said that, I still can't accept it, it's not me To deprive you of the right to like someone is beyond my imagination."

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and opened his mouth. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. As a son, he really didn't have the courage to tell the truth.

"Compared to many people, our family is considered happy and happy. Although you have been in the showbiz since you were young, we have never neglected your education and care. I don't know which link went wrong." Mother's brows were slightly frowned, as if showing confusion.

Zhou Ziheng looked at her, the confusion in his mother's eyes hit a weakness in Zhou Ziheng's heart, he was actually afraid that his mother would get hurt.

Compared with whether she could accept it, what Zhou Ziheng was more afraid of was that she blamed her own negligence for falling in love with a man.

This is not true, so Zhou Ziheng was afraid.

But in the next second, the mother's brows relaxed, and her eyes were full of relief.

"But then I figured it out."

She raised her head and reached out to touch Zhou Ziheng's cheek, "I didn't make a mistake, and neither did you."

"My son just fell in love with someone, and this person is just right, and he is also a boy." She smiled, "The logic is actually very simple, right?"

Zhou Ziheng had a sore nose. He actually had a lot to say, but at this moment his emotions had surpassed his logical thinking. He didn't expect that his mother had been silently thinking about his feelings for so many days and nights. As a mother, she must have struggled and panicked, after all, she is not on the mainstream path.

But Zhou Ziheng has never followed the mainstream path since he was a child.

His throat was blocked, and he paused for a long time before saying in a calm voice, "Mom, thank you."

"It's a big festival, don't cry for me." She patted Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, "Don't tell me about this at the dinner table today, your father doesn't know anything and is quick-tempered, let's take a long-term plan. If you are serious I like people, and my mother will help you."

In fact, this used to be the most tormenting part for Zhou Ziheng. Although he had already made the worst plan, he thought that the possibility of not being blessed by his family would not hurt him too much. As long as he did not lose Xia Xiqing, he could Sacrifice a part of fulfillment.

However, for a child like him who has lived in a happy family since childhood, the proportion of family in his heart is so important.

He is willing to give up this important part, and he is already mentally prepared for this. But now, that important part is telling him instead that you're not wrong.

You will not lose me.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Zhou Ziheng rushed back to Haidian in the early morning of the first day of the new year, and his mother specially gave him a lot of supplements, which were for him in name, but she kept winking before leaving, "Say Happy New Year for me."

Zhou's father, who came out to see him off with him, still had a puzzled expression on his face, "Who do you want to say happy new year to?"

The mother and son said in unison, "Tell you~"

Before returning home, Zhou Ziheng thought that Xia Xiqing must be sleeping, but when he opened the door, he found that he was not in his house, so he ran back to the opposite door, opened the door of his own house, saw Xia Xiqing standing on a chair cleaning the French windows, and heard the sound of the door opening. Overhead, "Why did you come back so early?"

Zhou Ziheng put down the tonic and rushed over, hugged Xia Xiqing's leg at once, but he was strongly resisted, "What are you doing? I'm working."

"Why are you so hardworking, my little artist." Zhou Ziheng carried him off the chair and turned around before putting him down, pressed his shoulders and kissed his cheeks on the left and right sides, "You are so good."

"Nervous." Xia Xiqing wiped his face in disgust, looked at his shoes and couldn't help cursing, "Why did you come in with your shoes on, go out and change them for me, I'm so annoying."

Zhou Ziheng stuck out his tongue, and obediently ran back to the entrance to change his shoes. Regarding what his mother knew, he wanted to wait until everything was settled before telling Xia Xiqing, so as not to worry him.

"I won't buy such a big house in the future. It's exhausting to clean." Xia Xiqing sat on the floor and unscrewed a bottle of water.

Hearing what he said about buying a house in the future, Zhou Ziheng felt inexplicably poked in his heart, as if a picture of the future appeared in front of him all of a sudden.

"Auntie Cleaning." Zhou Ziheng came over and sat down, holding him in his arms.

Xia Xiqing's eyes were empty, as if he was really tired, and he spoke slowly, like an exhausted kitten, "I have to clean up by myself during the Chinese New Year."

"You are too cute."

"Go away, you are cute."

"The fact that you don't admit that you are cute is the cutest!"

"...Looking for a fight during Chinese New Year, right?"

The two were arguing, when a phone call came in, it was Xia Zhixu who asked them to go over for dinner. Xia Xiqing hadn't agreed yet, but Zhou Ziheng was very happy, and kept interrupting, Xia Xiqing had no choice but to agree, and the two split up, went in through different gates of the community where Xia Zhixu lived, and arrived at his house.

"It's like Mission Impossible, your relationship is not easy." Xia Zhixu opened the door for Zhou Ziheng who arrived later, Zhou Ziheng took off his hat and mask and walked in, seeing Xia Xiqing who had arrived for a while sitting in the dining room Help Xu Qichen make dumplings on the table.

"Brother Ziheng!"

Before he could react, a figure rushed over and hugged him, like a small bomb, he looked down, wasn't this Xia Xiuze, "You're here too?"

"Yeah, I'm Xia Zhixu too..." In the middle of speaking, Xia Zhixu kicked his calf and kicked back the second half of his words, "Hey, I heard that my brother is coming, so I will Come here."

Zhou Ziheng walked up to Xia Xiqing with a suppressed smile, "Is this the dumpling you made? There is no artistry at all."

Xia Xi gave him an innocent look, "I think you're just looking for a fight."

Originally, he wasn't good at cooking, and the dumplings were stuffed one by one, so he had to ask Xian, Zhou Ziheng to take his place and help Xu Qichen make dumplings. Xia Zhixu was playing games with Xia Xiuze, but Xia Xiuze lost every game, and Xia Xiqing was about to roll up his sleeves, "Can you do it? If you can't, just play."

Xia Xiuze pursed his lips and moved his butt, "Then you win it back for me."

"Don't worry." Xia Xiqing snatched the handle, "Look at my brother, I'll kill every single one."

Xia Zhixu snorted, "Don't set a flag for yourself. After a while, Chen Fang will come over and let's play a three-person game."

"Come on."

"What should I do if I lose?"

"It's up to you."

Xia Xiu, who had nothing to do, looked around and found a pile of boxes in the corner of the living room, "Zhixu...brother, what is this?"

Hearing him call brother, Xia Zhixu turned around and explained, "My mother asked me to move here from home two days ago, saying that there was no place to put my old things."

"Old things?" Xia Xiuze giggled, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to pick and choose, "I like old things the most."

"Then you pick and choose, and if you like it, you can take it back."

"Um!"

In fact, there was nothing special about it, most of them were Xia Zhixu's previous hard drives, and some books were basically related to programming and physics. Xia Xiuze turned to the bottom and found a large photo album.

"Wow, so many photos of you when you were young."

Xu Qichen quickly wrapped the last one, washed his hands and ran over, "I want to see."

"Brother Chen Chen, haven't you seen it?" Xia Xiuze asked, turning his head to the side.

Xu Qichen shook his head, "Some people have seen it, but this one doesn't seem to be there." He looked down at the old yellowed photos, "I know that your canine teeth were too obvious when you were young, and you still had canine teeth before you changed your teeth." He went on After flipping through, I found a group photo of two children, both three or four years old, made of glutinous rice balls, sitting next to each other on a small bench.

Xu Qichen was a little puzzled, "Is this your brother next to him? It doesn't seem so small." He held up the photo album for Xia Zhixu to see, Xia Zhixu glanced at it, "That's Xia Xiqing."

"You two were alike when you were young, more like brothers." Xu Qichen added in a low voice, bumping Xia Xiuze's shoulder, "But your brother is more beautiful, right?"

Xia Xiuze nodded, and said in a low voice, "My brother was like a girl when he was young."

"Can you say that again?!"

"I didn't say anything!" Xia Xiuze hid beside Xu Qichen like a little mouse, lowered his head and flipped through the album.

Zhou Ziheng heard them talking from a long distance, and wanted to go to see them too, but there were still several pieces of skin unwrapped in his hand, so he had to speed up his movements, and finally wrapped the last dumpling, stacked them neatly, washed his hands quickly, and walked to the living room .

"Hey wait, who's this one?" Xu Qichen held down one of them without Xia Xiuze turning it over, and then pointed to a person on it, "Who is this little girl?"

Zhou Ziheng sat down next to Xu Qichen, seeing the picture of his finger, his heart suddenly jumped twice.

A vague and ignorant memory of childhood suddenly flashed in my mind.

A girl in a white dress handed him a white rose in her hand, "Take it, don't cry. I'll take you to find your mother."

"I..." The little Zhou Ziheng cried so much, "My mother is not here."

The girl's footsteps paused, "Really? My mother is not here either..."

The six-year-old boy hugged his leg, tears streaming down his face, "Sister, I'm scared. A lot of people are looking at me, I want to cry."

"I'm not my sister," he pulled Zhou Ziheng away, squatted down and pressed his shoulder, "Also, don't be afraid."

"It's nothing to be afraid of."

Pulling away from the memory, Zhou Ziheng's heartbeat couldn't be calmed down. The face that was washed away by time in the memory was gradually merged with the girl in the photo album.

"Who is this?"

Xia Xiqing's ruthless words became true, Xia Zhixu lost as expected, he simply dropped the handle in his hand, walked over to pick up the photo album, squinted his eyes for a look, and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, Xia Xiqing you Look! Your beautiful black history!"

"What the hell..." Xia Xiqing was still immersed in the excitement of winning the game, and it was a bit inexplicable to see him so happy. Walking over to take a look, the photo shows a girl in a white dress with waist-length black hair. The photo is not very clear, but the background behind it is clearly Xia Zhixu's family.

Xia Zhixu seemed to have got a baby, and childishly showed it to everyone to watch, "I tell you, this is the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school. Anyway, it's summer vacation. The three of us, Xia Xiqing and Chen Fang, are playing games together. , He lost three games in a row, and we forced him to wear my mother's skirt, and my mother helped us dress him up together, isn't it beautiful hahahaha."

Xia Xiqing glanced at him with a look of disgust, "What the hell, there is no such thing at all, so just talk nonsense about it."

"Really, the physical evidence is here and the witness will be here soon! Your memory is too bad, you don't even remember such important things."

"My hippocampus has its own thoughts, and I don't remember any embarrassing things." Xia Xi gave him an innocent look, but turned his head to see Zhou Ziheng staring at the photo. He kicked Zhou Ziheng's plate Legs, "Hey, don't look at it."

Zhou Ziheng suddenly raised his head, looked carefully at Xia Xiqing's face, then lowered his head to look at the photo, repeated several times.

"I told you not to read it, why are you still watching it?" Xia Xi was about to grab the photo album, but Zhou Ziheng hugged him all of a sudden, "You are that girl!"

Xia Xiqing pushed him away, "Who is a girl! Talk to me!"

Zhou Ziheng anxiously asked Xia Zhixu for confirmation, "Did you go to a park at that time?"

"Yes! My mother took us to Zhongshan Park." Xia Zhixu sat on the sofa, laughing non-stop, grabbed Xu Qichen's hand and rubbed his stomach, "But then he didn't know where he went alone. Yes, I found him after a long circle. I thought he was autistic at the time, Xia Xiqing, a big lady in women's clothing, hahaha."

what.

Why does he have no memory at all? Could it be that his childhood was too miserable and he selectively forgot so many things?

However, looking back on the past, all Xia Xiqing could remember was pain and suffering, and there were hardly any happy things. What kind of women's clothing big guy, he doesn't remember at all.

But when he thought about it carefully, some images suddenly flashed in Xia Xiqing's mind, a small playground in the park, the lawn under the roller coaster, a crying child who stuttered and dragged him and would not let go.

No wonder he always felt familiar with Zhou Ziheng when he was a child.

"It can't be such a coincidence..."

Zhou Ziheng couldn't hide his excitement, "My first film was filmed in Hankou. Last time I wanted to talk about going to that park, but I didn't mention it because I was afraid you would be upset."

Xu Qichen, who had been listening to the conversation of several people, tried hard to figure out his thoughts, "Wait a minute, so you met each other when you were young?"

"He is the sister I liked when I was a child." Zhou Ziheng grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand, Xia Xiqing broke his hand away, and supported his forehead, "What sister... Oh, I have a headache."

"That's right! I got lost in the park, and he folded roses for me out of paper." Zhou Ziheng didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, he could hardly believe that the young lady was actually Xia Xiqing. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand, "Can you still fold it now?"

"It seems..." Xia Xiqing pulled a piece of paper, lowered his head, "I'll try..."

"I rely on Xia Xiqing, you have been delaying others since your age."

"Tsk tsk, I don't even dare to write novels like that..."

"Brother, you look so good in a skirt!"

"Shut up…"

The room was in chaos, only Zhou Ziheng didn't say a word, he felt like he was dreaming. The whole person was dizzy, as if flying into the clouds. There is nothing more happiest than this.

The startling glimpse that I could not forget at the beginning, after going around for fifteen years, unexpectedly returned to my side.

It turned out that the so-called white rose was the red rose in front of me.

"You are my first love."

These words fell lightly into Xia Xiqing's ears like a feather. He lowered his head, and those memories that had been lost in the long river of time seemed to be recovering little by little. The crying little dumpling turned out to be the person in front of him .

"What..." Xia Xiqing muttered in a low voice, "I've been jealous of myself for a long time."

Raising their heads, their eyes met, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

"I hated you so much at first," Zhou Ziheng also found it funny, "Why didn't I recognize you the first time I saw you? I'm so stupid."

Recalling the first meeting of **** for tat, Zhou Ziheng was full of regret.

"I forgive you." Xia Xiqing squeezed his chin, and smiled proudly, "It's because you have been secretly in love with me for so long."

so far so good.

They didn't miss it.

Xia Xiqing smiled, and put a folded paper rose in Zhou Ziheng's palm.

Back then, the crying child stumbled over from the fog of time and bumped into him full of spring wind.

Tears turned into soft kisses, childishness turned into passion.

Hugged him who had gritted his teeth for many years, and patted his back tenderly.

This time it was his turn to say, don't be afraid.