Silent Night (Upper)

  A semester has passed quickly, and with the arrival of December 1st, everyone is getting excited, Christmas is just around the corner.

  High school students are confused about the definition of Christmas. Under the multi-promotion of newspapers, idol dramas and comics, they have a kind of inexplicable yearning for this holiday, but who to spend it with, how to spend it, where to get so much money to celebrate, these kinds of holidays are all good opportunities for businesses to make money, so in the end they all become fantasies indulged in front of the desk lamp.

  This year's Christmas has special significance for two people.

  When Zhao Shuiguan dragged the drunk woman out of the "Su" place, she thought of a line from the French movie "The 400 Blows": "Friends are like glasses, at first you think they look good, but later you find that you can't get rid of them. If you're lucky, you can pick a good pair." Obviously, Xi Miao is just like the glass bottle on Harry Potter's nose bridge.

  "Xiao Guang, ah, come on, let sister take a good look at you. It's been so long since you came back, this heartless kid..." Xi Miao Hou kept talking nonstop on Zhao Shui Guang's body.

  Zhao Shuiguang was helpless, after 9 o'clock, doing his homework at home, when he received a call from a woman. Before he could even respond, the other end shouted "Merry Christmas" and hung up. Zhao Shuiguang had no choice but to pack up his things and tell his parents that he was going to Liu Jialun's house to work on their homework together, then slipped out.

  The culprit is now hanging on the trash can behind "Su" and vomiting happily.

  A cold wind blows, in a quiet and deserted alley, there is a girl with an extremely large backpack looking dazed, and a very lewd-looking woman who is still hiccuping from drinking, it's very eerie.

  Zhao Shuiguan helped Xi Miyou stand up and saw that the makeup on her face was ruined by sweat and tears, so he handed her a tissue.

  Two people stumbled out and found a person standing under the streetlight, leaning against the utility pole smoking. As they came out, he raised his head, with piercing eyes, a resolute face, and a faint stubble on his chin. A gust of wind blew by, and the hem of his black windbreaker fluttered.

  Zhao Shuiguang was delighted, if it wasn't Danyang who had been missing for two years, then who was it?

  Next to her, someone had reacted before she did. Xi Miao Ba Ba's long hair was blown in front of her face by the wind, and she walked forward with a "tata" sound on her high heels. Zhao Shui Guang knew that this queen wanted to maintain her noble image, but unfortunately, she was already drunk and couldn't even stand steadily, which made it especially funny.

  Duan Yang pinched his cigarette and stood under the streetlight, a pair of eyes shining with a moving light.

  Xi Miao twisted her waist and walked forward step by step, her body already slightly leaning forward in a betraying manner.

  She finally stood under the streetlight, in his shadow, gently lifted her head and stretched out her slender right hand.

  "Get out... of my sight!" She pinched his face as if saying.

  He laughed as if he had found his organization, and stretched out his right hand, with a playful smile on his face: "Old lady, I'm leaving, where can you find someone like me who is more handsome than you!" His movements were gentle, carefully removing the tissue paper stuck to her face.

  Under the streetlight, her face was green and flowery. He smiled brightly without fear. Oh, why did I meet you at such a lewd moment!

  Zhao Shuiguang walked out of the alley with a big smile on her face, tonight she was completely satisfied.

  "Men are all like this, violent, harsh and love to bully people, the most hateful!" The girl who said this sentence also used to blush and look up at the boy she had a crush on.

  She had also experienced such a Christmas, casually putting the bag into the trunk and saying "Here's your Christmas present!" The person was overjoyed, immediately grabbing the bag and pulling out the scarf, happily putting it on and saying "I'll wear it to school tomorrow!" Zhao smiled and said "What's the rush? Wear it or not, it's up to you." But in his heart, he was delighted, couldn't help but feel happy. I had spent an entire afternoon picking it out!

  Why can't she remember the color of that scarf now, but still recall that smiling face?