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Chapter 1377 The New Year
Lu Siming saw Chu Qingge talking with great joy. Although he felt that it was not good for Chu Qingge to show things from the original world, he did not stop him.
After all, he has shown his worth. Even if he is a "ghost", the current Lu family or the Ding'an Marquis Mansion will not do anything to him.
Of course, he won't tell Chu Qingge about this for the time being, otherwise this girl will not know how to restrain herself and does too many novel things... which will easily attract the attention of some people.
Chu Qingge talked happily. After briefly telling the main story of Dream of Red Mansions, he started to talk about the Legend of White Snake.
As for The Legend of White Snake, which involves the love between monsters and shemales, it is obviously more "curious" in nature.
Lu Yuanhua, who originally planned to just have a dinner and then leave, actually listened to Chu Qingge's story with great interest. Not only did he not let Aunt Qiu play the piano and sing, but he also forgot about his health-preserving principle of never staying up late.
It’s the first time to keep the New Year’s Eve...
As someone's firecrackers went off, everyone finally ushered in the first moment of the new year.
"Firecrackers, firecrackers..."
Xiaochunhe shouted happily, not feeling sleepy at all.
As one family's firecrackers sounded, other families also sounded the sound of firecrackers one after another.
It is rare that there is no curfew in the entire capital, and when the sound of firecrackers is lingering, in an inconspicuous two-door courtyard in the southeast of the capital, an elderly man is also watching the New Year.
He sat alone on the walkway extending from the main house, looking at the snow falling in the courtyard.
Listening to the sound of firecrackers, the corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.
"New Year..."
"Another year..."
The blood buried in the snow was completely forgotten by the world.
But he still remembered the way those people who shouldn't have died screamed and fell, their blood staining the snow red.
"It's pretty good." The middle-aged man drank by himself and looked at the snowy sky. "Enjoy yourself in Pingjing City. This will be the last peaceful, quiet, and lively New Year you enjoy..."
……
On the first day of the new year, Chu Qingge couldn't get up.
There is no way, the debt owed must be repaid, the things said must be done, and the promises given must be kept.
If someone hadn't watched her tell a story for a long time, and stayed up all night because of staying up late, she would be really tired.
She might be able to sleep until the afternoon of the next day...
"What time is it now?" Chu Qingge asked subconsciously, originally thinking that the person who responded to her was Zhuiyue.
But she didn't expect a slightly low-pitched male voice to answer her question, and a particularly nice-sounding male voice, "About ten o'clock."
ten o'clock?
Chu Qing's fans were confused and didn't realize the problem with the sound. They subconsciously wanted to say, it's okay.
I thought I would sleep until twelve o'clock.
But when she remembered, no, she was wearing it, even though Zhuiyue was used to her asking the time and what time it was.
But every time Zhuiyue answered, it was always in terms of time, never what time...
Especially this voice...
She turned to look, and then she saw a handsome face that seemed to have its own filter, and turned to look at her.
Chu Qingge was stunned for a moment, "Lu Siming?" You didn't go to school... She didn't say the next words.
Because she quickly realized that Lu Siming was on holiday, and last night was New Year's Eve, so they kept a vigil.
After they dispersed to rest, she paid off her debt silently, feeling like she didn't fall asleep until early in the morning.
"Dizziness."
Chu Qingge muttered a little, and Lu Siming put down the book in his hand and helped Chu Qingge sit up.
A trace of guilt flashed across his handsome face, but it disappeared quickly, as if it had never appeared.
After all, he has shown his worth. Even if he is a "ghost", the current Lu family or the Ding'an Marquis Mansion will not do anything to him.
Of course, he won't tell Chu Qingge about this for the time being, otherwise this girl will not know how to restrain herself and does too many novel things... which will easily attract the attention of some people.
Chu Qingge talked happily. After briefly telling the main story of Dream of Red Mansions, he started to talk about the Legend of White Snake.
As for The Legend of White Snake, which involves the love between monsters and shemales, it is obviously more "curious" in nature.
Lu Yuanhua, who originally planned to just have a dinner and then leave, actually listened to Chu Qingge's story with great interest. Not only did he not let Aunt Qiu play the piano and sing, but he also forgot about his health-preserving principle of never staying up late.
It’s the first time to keep the New Year’s Eve...
As someone's firecrackers went off, everyone finally ushered in the first moment of the new year.
"Firecrackers, firecrackers..."
Xiaochunhe shouted happily, not feeling sleepy at all.
As one family's firecrackers sounded, other families also sounded the sound of firecrackers one after another.
It is rare that there is no curfew in the entire capital, and when the sound of firecrackers is lingering, in an inconspicuous two-door courtyard in the southeast of the capital, an elderly man is also watching the New Year.
He sat alone on the walkway extending from the main house, looking at the snow falling in the courtyard.
Listening to the sound of firecrackers, the corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.
"New Year..."
"Another year..."
The blood buried in the snow was completely forgotten by the world.
But he still remembered the way those people who shouldn't have died screamed and fell, their blood staining the snow red.
"It's pretty good." The middle-aged man drank by himself and looked at the snowy sky. "Enjoy yourself in Pingjing City. This will be the last peaceful, quiet, and lively New Year you enjoy..."
……
On the first day of the new year, Chu Qingge couldn't get up.
There is no way, the debt owed must be repaid, the things said must be done, and the promises given must be kept.
If someone hadn't watched her tell a story for a long time, and stayed up all night because of staying up late, she would be really tired.
She might be able to sleep until the afternoon of the next day...
"What time is it now?" Chu Qingge asked subconsciously, originally thinking that the person who responded to her was Zhuiyue.
But she didn't expect a slightly low-pitched male voice to answer her question, and a particularly nice-sounding male voice, "About ten o'clock."
ten o'clock?
Chu Qing's fans were confused and didn't realize the problem with the sound. They subconsciously wanted to say, it's okay.
I thought I would sleep until twelve o'clock.
But when she remembered, no, she was wearing it, even though Zhuiyue was used to her asking the time and what time it was.
But every time Zhuiyue answered, it was always in terms of time, never what time...
Especially this voice...
She turned to look, and then she saw a handsome face that seemed to have its own filter, and turned to look at her.
Chu Qingge was stunned for a moment, "Lu Siming?" You didn't go to school... She didn't say the next words.
Because she quickly realized that Lu Siming was on holiday, and last night was New Year's Eve, so they kept a vigil.
After they dispersed to rest, she paid off her debt silently, feeling like she didn't fall asleep until early in the morning.
"Dizziness."
Chu Qingge muttered a little, and Lu Siming put down the book in his hand and helped Chu Qingge sit up.
A trace of guilt flashed across his handsome face, but it disappeared quickly, as if it had never appeared.
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