Tang Rong quietly lowered her head to eat, deciding not to engage in conversation anymore. Once she started speaking, she definitely wouldn’t be able to stop, and eventually, it could lead to a quarrel.
"Should we have so red wine? It’s rare for our daughter to co back, so let’s celebrate properly," Tang Rong’s father suggested.
"Then let’s have so. I’ll go get it," Tang Rong’s mother replied.
Tang Rong gratefully glanced at her father. The topic was thus promptly ended, and it was a relief.
Breaking up with Xiao Yifei, to be honest, wasn’t as painful as she imagined. She thought she’d be heartbroken to the point of not being able to eat, but actually, aside from feeling sad on the first night, by the second day, she was fine.
Perhaps all her affection had been exhausted over the long period, and in those last days with Xiao Yifei, she hadn’t received the love she wanted. So, frankly, this breakup wasn’t bitter at all; in a way, it was a release, although she still had so feelings for Xiao Yifei.
After dinner, Tang Rong wanted to go with her parents to watch fireworks at the square, but her mother flatly refused, saying it was too cold outside to go.
It was Tang Rong’s father who understood his daughter better, quickly saying, "I’ll go with you."
Tang Rong smiled and agreed. She hardly spent ti alone with her father, and even when they were together, she didn’t know what to say.
After dinner, the two of them went out, only to find that the streets were full of people, all heading toward the central square. As they walked side by side, Tang Rong hesitated for a mont but still extended her hand to hook her father’s arm.
Her father’s body suddenly beca a bit stiff; Tang Rong felt like he didn’t know how to walk anymore, with a suppressed smile on his face. Tang Rong gave him a look and secretly laughed too, as if at that mont, she found again that childhood feeling, being only with her father.
Arm in arm, they reached the central square, only to find it packed with people. They couldn’t even get in anymore and at most could only stand on the street closest to the square. Tang Rong realized for the first ti that this city could have so many people.
More and more people kept coming, and it seed like the whole city was filled with people. When the ti was right, a grand firework display began at the square, vibrant fireworks blossoming in the sky, and the crowd cheered joyfully, everyone chatting happily.
No matter how bad or wonderful the past year was, it has passed, and the new year is nearly here. No matter how much resentnt we’ve endured in the past, in the new year, we all have the courage to start anew. Standing with her father, Tang Rong suddenly felt incredibly happy.
Thinking about it, a sense of ceremony is an important thing. Various festivals, traditional or modern, are actually forms of relaxation and entertainnt for people. Like the Spring Festival, we can have a good holiday, enjoy so good food, take a break, and then engage in a new life with a fresh outlook.
Humans need festivals to live, people need sothing to look forward to. In school, we always looked forward to winter and sumr vacations, making ti pass quickly.
And festivals like New Year are truly hopeful. On this day, everyone writes down their wishes for the year, whether in their hearts or in a notebook. Although we don’t know if these wishes will co true, at least, at the mont of writing them down, everyone deeply believes they will achieve these wishes.
Xiao Yifei, in prison, had long forgotten the days. At night, they heard distant lively sounds. Xiao Yifei thought they were going to fight again, but Liu Rui said, "Did you forget what day it is today?"
Only then did Xiao Yifei rember; it was already the 31st. He hadn’t realized how fast ti had passed. Ti indeed flies faster year by year. When he was young, he didn’t even have the concept of the new year; it was only in recent years that the idea beca popular!
Chinese people value the traditional Spring Festival more, so January 1st is just an ordinary day. Only when the full fifteen days of the true Spring Festival are over does the new year truly begin. In his mory, the Spring Festival is always the most lively ti.
Xiao Yifei suddenly recalled that in elentary school, the class would hold a party on New Year’s Day. Everyone would bring so food from ho, then gather together to enjoy the food and perform skits. He wished to return to those carefree days.
Back then, he didn’t really understand what New Year ant; he just looked forward to the day when he didn’t have to attend classes and could eat delicious food. Xiao Yifei didn’t care about the reasons for celebrating; as long as he was happy, that was enough.
As for New Year’s mories, this is all Xiao Yifei could recall. In many monts, he would think of many such trivial little things, but it was precisely these small things that made him feel warm, giving life a touch of pleasure.
Soone online said that a sign of aging is starting to feel nostalgic. Xiao Yifei had begun frequently reminiscing about his past, not expecting that he would age so quickly, he thought sowhat wistfully.
He glanced at Liu Rui next to him, wondering what he was thinking at this mont. Liu Rui, noticing Xiao Yifei’s stare, simply turned his body, sitting with his back to Xiao Yifei.
Xiao Yifei considered whether to call Tang Rong, but then rembered that his phone was long dead and there was no signal here. He thought, in any case, there was no point in calling anyway. They had broken up and he shouldn’t disturb her life. Choosing this path ant he couldn’t give Tang Rong the life she wanted.
He did have regrets, but regarding matters of emotion, it’s better to make a clean break early on.
What Xiao Yifei didn’t know was that Tang Rong was also missing him now.
The few of them just sat in the room, with nothing good to eat. Just being able to fill their stomachs was hard enough, so they couldn’t even dream of eating sothing decent.
One of the four people went out for a bit and soon returned with so food. At last, it wasn’t compressed biscuits or sothing similar. To be honest, in recent days, Xiao Yifei was so sick of that stuff that even one more glance made him want to vomit.
There were even so beers; that person was really sothing. Xiao Yifei curiously asked, "Where did you get these things?" If it weren’t for courtesy, Xiao Yifei would have directly looked into the plastic bag to see what foods were there.
"As long as you have good connections, there’s always a way to get food," he boasted smugly, opening the bag to give everyone a share of the food. Xiao Yifei tried hard to contain his excitent. He had been quite lancholic, thinking this last night would end so miserably, but surprisingly, it had an unexpected turn.
Hearing the boast, soone couldn’t help but furrow their brow, but considering he brought food for everyone, that person said nothing. Actually, everyone in here was quite formidable outside, sent here only because they posed a serious threat to public safety. No one here was lesser than anyone else.
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