There was almost no hesitation.

Qianye directly sealed the two hundred yuan converted into cash into a red envelope.

He folded his hands and held the red envelope in his hand.

Close your eyes slightly...

He was praying like a middle school boy.

for a long time.

Only then did Qianye open her eyes.

Then he tore open the red envelope and pulled out the cash inside...

"Wuhu! This is my lucky money!"

He held up the money and shouted into the dark night sky.

Even in woods that are not too dense.

There was also a slight echo...

His vague shadow was reflected in the lake.

"Yeah, just like an idiot."

After Qianye finished shouting, he put the money back into his pocket and complained to himself at the same time.

He has never received lucky money.

Use the things that always happen in romantic dramas to make up for your regrets.

Not much different from a silly roe deer...

He has always been used to being alone.

Although parents are not always a safe haven.

But occasionally.

Qianye would also envy those children whose parents picked them up after school...

They can act coquettishly in the hands of their parents.

You can make trouble and roll around on the ground to buy new toys.

When you do well in exams, you can reach out to your parents and expect rewards.

These.

Chino doesn't have any.

Since his birth.

It seems that he is destined to be a sensible big child...

You must know how to be diligent and thrifty.

You need to know how to bargain with the boss when going to the grocery store to buy food.

More to understand.

How much firewood, rice, oil and salt are left at home? How should we use the money in our pockets so as not to be unable to eat at the end of the month...

He won't act coquettishly.

There is no such thing as a beautiful and carefree childhood.

Whenever after school.

He had to go to his grandmother's fruit stall and sell those cheap fruits at the top of his lungs...

Such him.

There is no time to go to the busy game arcade.

Spending an afternoon throwing a few game coins into an arcade machine.

Chino's heart.

There has always been a dead child living...

The fallen leaves slowly drifted down with the wind and fell into the center of the originally calm lake.

There were ripples in circles.

Qianye took out his phone and checked the time.

It’s twelve o’clock until New Year’s Eve.

There are only two minutes left...

He threw these thoughts out of his mind, which were vague and could even be regarded as nonsense.

Looking up at the dark night sky.

Starting to look forward to...

moment.

As the first yellowish light rushed towards the sky, there was a loud noise and exploded into a beautiful cloud of light.

Immediately afterwards.

Countless rays of light pierce the sky.

Transformed into brilliant light, blooming like a flower in the dark night sky.

Dazzling light.

Turning this perfect dark night into a dazzling banquet...

Fireworks bloom overhead.

The sound of firecrackers keeps echoing in my ears...

Qianye remembered that her grandmother once told her.

Every New Year's Eve, a monster called "Nian" appears and destroys people's beautiful homes wantonly.

There is only enough dazzling light and firecrackers one after another.

Only then can the "Nian Beast" be scared away.

Let people have a good reunion...

Year.

For Chino, he is always a little lonely.

He looked at the beautiful and colorful fireworks in the sky and began to feel a little tired for no reason.

Tired of this kind of beauty that can be reached by reaching out.

Tired of all the bright lights, not a single hustle and bustle left for him...

The instant noodles have been blown cold by the wind.

There wasn't any hot air floating on the bowl either.

Qianye paused.

I thought I might as well go home and get a good night's sleep.

It will make you feel happier...

After throwing the finished instant noodle box into the trash can.

Qianye pushed his wheelchair.

Turn your back to the fireworks that are constantly shooting into the sky in this city.

Facing the silent and dark lake.

Leave slowly...

There is nothing to miss here.

He came here to eat a bowl of instant noodles, just to give himself the title of a lonely performance artist...

A wheelchair rolls over the park's flagstones.

The bamboo forest is illuminated by fireworks.

Seems to become more upright...

Suddenly.

Qianye felt like he heard something.

He turned his head and looked around.

Not very clear.
To be continued...