summer fireworks

Yan Shu saw that everything was new, and he couldn't stop buying things.

The two walked from the fourth floor to the first floor. They hadn't been to the fresh food section yet, and the two shopping carts were already full.

"Let's go shopping again when the Chinese New Year is almost here." Song Zhilin looked at the items in the shopping cart and confirmed that all the daily necessities needed for the family have been picked out. "The car can't even fit."

"Okay, okay," Yan Shu was still in high spirits, most of her shopping cart was filled with decorations and various interesting gadgets, "I'll come back when the time comes."

Although the supermarkets during the Chinese New Year are crowded, there are also many things that are not usually available, which makes Yan Shu feel fresh and interesting.

There was a long queue at the cash register, Yan Shu found the shortest section, and lined up with Song Zhilin, watching the slow movement of the queue in front of her, she found it very interesting.

As soon as they got home, Yan Shu opened the plastic bag, took out the light strings and decorations she bought, and began to seriously study where to hang them.

Song Zhilin was a little tired. She sat on the sofa and watched Yan Shu tirelessly experimenting with various effects. She treated the New Year decorations with the same attitude as a work of art. She couldn't help but feel a little cute.

Yan Shu tried for a while, put all the things in his hands on the dining table, and said dejectedly: "It can't be done."

Song Zhilin leaned on the sofa, turned her head, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yan Shu sat on the chair dejectedly, pointed at the apartment with his hand: "I don't think it looks good no matter how you do it."

Song Zhilin looked at her and asked in confusion, "Is it difficult?"

In the past, at home, she and her grandma usually pasted the Spring Festival couplets and blessings written by her at the door, and on the glass windows were window grilles cut by her grandma, and then grandma would invite the God of Wealth and the Stove Lord out of the house. , Fire up another cannon during the Spring Festival, it will be a festive and auspicious year.

After work, the office is full of flowers every year, but it has nothing to do with her. There are special people in the company who are responsible for the decorations for the New Year. Usually, the autumnal equinox and winter solstice are not missed, let alone the Spring Festival. up.

Song Zhilin had no idea about the festival arrangement, and seeing Yan Shu making trouble for this, he found it a little inconceivable.

Yan Shu still specializes in art... If she can't do it, let alone her.

Thinking of this, Song Zhilin flinched even more.

Yan Shu obviously saw her emotions, his expression froze, and he came over with a handful of light strings.

She stuffed the string of lights into Song Zhilin's hands, and said fiercely, "Don't sit back and enjoy the success!"

Song Zhilin laughed out loud, wrapped the string of lights around her wrist, and said with a smile: "Then you make up your mind and I will do my best, so I can do whatever you want me to do?"

Yan Shu just wanted to say "no", but then thought of the scene of climbing up and down by himself just now, but the result was not good after tossing for a long time, and suddenly felt that Song Zhilin's suggestion was not bad.

Rather than neither of them being able to see the effect of hanging it up, and tossing about like headless chickens, it's better for her to see the effect and let Song Zhilin adjust it.

Yan Shu pointed to the door and said, "Hang it up first."

She raised her chin slightly, pretending to be very impatient, Song Zhilin stood up from the sofa, pinched her face, and went to hang the string of lights.

Yan Shu was very dissatisfied and asked, "Why are you pinching me!"

Song Zhilin hung the string of lights on the location designated by Yan Shu, and replied casually: "Pinch it if you want."

Yan Shu puffed up her cheeks. She wanted to refute something, but she couldn't tell Song Zhilin that she couldn't pinch her cheeks. Song Zhilin was her girlfriend.

Song Zhilin hung up the string of lights, jumped down from the chair, saw that Yan Shu still had that tangled expression, smiled, walked over and pinched her face again: "I think you are cute, just pinch."

Yan Shu grabbed a string of lights on the table, and directed blindly in the room: "Hang up, hang up!"

Song Zhilin heard the words: "Don't be so general, I don't know where to hang it."

Yan Shu stood up from the chair, walked to the wall a few steps, and said, "Why are you so stupid, this is the place."

Song Zhilin smiled and said, "You never called me stupid before."

Don't talk about her stupidity, Yan Shu in the past didn't even add a single negative word to Song Zhilin, even when teasing or being coquettish, Yan Shu didn't dare to say such a word, for fear that Song Zhilin would have something to say. Misunderstand.

As soon as she said this, she felt a little awkward, especially after Song Zhilin said that, Yan Shu felt even more awkward.

She looked at Song Zhilin anxiously. After Song Zhilin hung up the string of lights, she looked at her expression again and knew that she was thinking too much.

"what happened?"

Song Zhilin reached out to her: "Is there anything else to hang up?"

"It's nothing, it's just what I said just now, don't take it to heart, I was just joking..." Yan Shu rummaged in the plastic bag, and it took a while to find the window grille, "This is also posted."

"I know you're joking."

Song Zhilin sighed: "Don't be too tense."

Of course Song Zhilin could feel Yan Shu's carefulness. She could feel it a long time ago that the girl who laughed and invited her to eat ice cream under the scorching sun was actually not as open and upright as she appeared on the surface.

Many times, Song Zhilin could catch a trace of worry flashing across Yan Shu's eyes.

Song Zhilin knew what it was - it was a subtle, indescribable worry, worried that she would leave, worried that she didn't like her that much in her heart, worried about all kinds of small and inarticulate things.

The reason why she understands so well is because she also has such concerns.

In the past, Song Zhilin often felt that there was a delicate balance between her and Yan Shu.

They treat each other carefully, give each other the best everything, and make their relationship into a crystal clear crystal, without any flaws.

Song Zhilin felt strange about this, but didn't know what to do.

Isn't textbook-style beautiful love enviable?Why is she still scared?

Maybe I was too worried.Song Zhilin had no choice but to say this to herself.

After so many years, when Yan Shu said that sentence, Song Zhilin suddenly understood that there is no need for so many scruples between lovers, and the extra politeness between her and Yan Shu finally disappeared.

She pasted the window grille on the glass windows, and the small apartment immediately became warmer.

"Wait for us to fix it here, and go to your house later." Yan Shu flipped through the plastic bag, counted the number of window grilles, and suddenly exclaimed, "I bought a few window grilles, what should I do, I won't be enough later ..."

Yan Shu is having a headache, which windows will not be pasted up. Song Zhilin's house is big, and there are always a few rooms that will not be used. After a while, those windows will not be pasted up. You can go again tomorrow. supermarket……

"How many are missing? I will buy window grilles downstairs later, and my grandma and I will just cut them out."

Song Zhilin put on the last grille and said to Yan Shu relaxedly.

Yan Shu's eyes widened immediately: "You can also cut window grilles?!"

Song Zhilin tidied up the things scattered on the table and said, "I often cut them when I was young. We cut dozens of pieces a night, and the next day we can sell them to earn some pocket money."

She spoke lightly, and she was no longer worried about what Yan Shu would think about it.

Yan Shu knew exactly what kind of family she grew up in. Those days when Song Zhilin ran from the east of the city to the west of the city to work, and was still reciting vocabulary on the bus, Yan Shu was with her.

Yan Shu's eyes really lit up: "Then show me the cut later!"

Song Zhilin picked up the shopping bag and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll cut it for you later."

Sitting in the car heading to Song Zhilin's house, Yan Shu suddenly thought of something.

"I'm going to your house for Chinese New Year, what does your grandma think?"

Song Zhilin drove the car and said seriously: "I probably think you are my girlfriend."

"Then do you need to tell her?" Yan Shu was worried.

Song Zhilin turned a corner and said, "In fact, she already knows."

Last time, when Grandma Song called her, she first gave her a routine greeting, and then said that she would come back to spend the Chinese New Year together. Song Zhilin originally planned to do so, so she naturally agreed.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, grandma still had no intention of hanging up the phone. Song Zhilin couldn't help but ask after hearing her hesitation, "What's the matter, grandma?"

Grandma Song hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Is Xiaoyan at home for the Chinese New Year?"

Song Zhilin said, "She's coming."

Grandma Song immediately cheered up and said, "Then I'll give you croquettes, and I'll add some sausages this year!"

Yan Shu stared at Song Zhilin dumbfounded, she had no idea when Grandma Song would know about their relationship.

When I went to Song Zhilin's house last time, didn't grandma think they were good friends?

"When did you know..."

Yan Shu turned pale and asked nervously.

Song Zhilin looked at the traffic lights ahead, knowing that Yan Shu would definitely be nervous, but said in a relaxed tone: "She noticed it last time, when I took you to change clothes."

"But she didn't say anything!"

Yan Shu said: "If you don't say it, it means you don't know!"

Song Zhilin looked at her with a smile: "She called me and asked if you would come to celebrate the New Year, and said she would give you croquettes."

Although Yan Shu wanted to eat croquettes, she was still shocked when she heard the news suddenly.

She is still planning how to pretend to be more like a friend today, so that Grandma Song can dispel her doubts about their relationship, and then tell her slowly in the future, she didn't expect that she would know that!

Yan Shu was completely unprepared. For the convenience of her work, she didn't even put on makeup. Now she was sitting in the co-pilot, looking through the drawers in the car, trying to find a lipstick to at least brighten her complexion.

Seeing her busy for a long time, Song Zhilin couldn't help but said, "Actually, there's no need to do this, my grandma doesn't understand..."

Yan Shu: "It's different! I'm going to meet my parents!"