Fate makes us fall in love

Chapter 6 (Last part)

Qian Weihua and Zhen Yu were chatting. Fu Zhuang stood next to them and listened very obediently without saying a word. Seeing that Wen Yifan was back, he immediately came closer carefully.

Fu Zhuang is a newly recruited intern in the past two weeks and is a senior this year. The person is not as good as his name, not tall and thin, like a bamboo pole. She has a serious face, but she has a pair of subwoofers very disgracefully: "Sister, if you come a step later."

Wen Yifan thought something had happened: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhuang said sadly: "You may only see my frozen body."

"..." Wen Yifan nodded,"Thank you then. I'm in need of topics selection."

"In your eyes! I was just a topic selection!" Fu Zhuang accused her, shivering from the cold, but his voice was energetic."Damn it, I'm so f*****g cold. The wind makes my nose come out."

Wen Yifan looked at him.

Most boys at this age need demeanor rather than warmth, and Fu Zhuang is no exception. He was only wearing a denim coat, which did not seem to have any anti-freezing effect at all, and his lips were blue from the cold.

Moreover, he was still thin, as if he would be blown down by the sea breeze in the next second.

"The seaside will be colder to begin with, so wear more clothes when you come out to run the news in the future." As he spoke, Wen Yifan took a warm baby from his pocket and gave it to him."Put it in your pocket to warm your hands."

Eh, no need." Fu Zhuang never thought of taking her things."Sister, take them yourself. You, a girl, will definitely be colder than me."

"But I already have two in my pocket." Wen Yifan said,"There is no place to put this."

“……”

This time, Fu Zhuang took it without any burden and casually talked about a topic: "By the way, sister, have you seen a fireworks show before?"

Wen Yifan nodded: "But I've never seen such a large one."

Fu Zhuang: "Is it useful to make a wish on this thing?"

Wen Yifan: "No."

"..." Fu Zhuang murmured,"I only have one wish to find a girlfriend next year."

Wen Yifan smiled: "That's even more so."

"Sister Yifan, why are you doing this?" Fu Zhuang shouted,"Then I'll make a wish to grow five centimeters taller! Can a boy grow taller when he is twenty..."

Wen Yifan didn't hit him this time.

Speaking of this, Fu Zhuang suddenly pointed in a certain direction: "Hey, that's almost the same. My dream is to grow this tall. I am satisfied that I am half a head shorter than him."

Wen Yifan looked over and instantly fell silent.

Coincidentally, the person Fu Zhuang was referring to was Sang Yan.

I don't know whether to say that they are too fated or that he is lingering.

He stood about ten meters away, leaning against the railing, his coat puffed out by the wind, his chin slightly lowered, and he played with his mobile phone casually.

Sang Zhi, who had just been with him, no longer knew where he had gone.

"This is exactly the figure I want." Fu Zhuang lamented,"Can I put my head on his body today under the witness of heaven and fireworks?"

Wen Yifan looked back and said in amusement: "Why didn't you steal his face too?"

Fu Zhuang obviously had the same idea, and his words were clearly wavering: "Isn't it good to take two?"

“……”

Qian Weihua suddenly called out to them.

Probably because he felt that he had ignored them for too long and began to feel a little ashamed, so he very professionally called them over and talked about various precautions for outdoor live broadcasts.

Time gradually passed.

The New Year is approaching, and the atmosphere is getting warmer and warmer. The LED display on the high-rise building in the distance had already begun to count down. There was a lot of noise around. At the last minute, people began to shout after the number.

“--59、58、57。”

……

“--5、4、3。”

“--2!”

“--1!”

At the same time as the last sound fell.

Countless fireworks rose upwards, drawing lines of different colors in the night, and then exploding them hard in a certain position. The mottled light bloomed all kinds of flowers and bloomed one after another.

People present raised their mobile phones one after another, found a shooting position that they thought was the best, and recorded the pictures.

When Qian Weihua had nothing more instructions, Wen Yifan also took out his mobile phone and took a few photos.

If I was blocked by the person in front of me, I moved to see.

The whole process lasted for more than ten minutes.

Unconsciously, Wen Yifan was pushed outside by the crowd and reached the position of the railing. Noticing that the fireworks show was almost over, she was about to go back to find Qian Weihua when she was suddenly hit by a person passing by.

Wen Yifan leaned forward uncontrollably.

Then it hit a person.

She immediately stepped back, looked up, and subconsciously said: "I'm sorry."

When she blurted out her words, she realized that the person she had bumped into was Sang Yan. At this moment, he was looking down at her with an inexplicable expression, as if he was on the phone with someone.

"--Well, I'm ready to go back."

Out of courtesy, Wen Yifan braced himself and apologized again.

Sang Yan looked at her lightly for a moment, and then nodded at her.

It was as if he was signaling that he had heard it.

When Wen Yifan walked back, he vaguely heard him talking to the person on the phone.

"Happy New Year."

Returning to Qian Weihua's side, Wen Yifan touched his face in hindsight. Touching the mask still on her face, she stopped and her nerves relaxed.

If he blocked his face, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize it...

……

On the other side.

Qian Feiben, a college roommate and friend on the other end of the phone, was babbling. He interrupted him twice in a row and was silent for a few seconds: "Oh, I don't care when you go home, okay? But thanks anyway, brother. Happy New Year to you too."

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Thank you for what?"

Qian Fei: "Aren't you giving Father a blessing?"

"Can you stop pretending?" Sang Yan dragged his final note and said lazily,"I didn't tell you."