Time flies so fast that even winter is coming to an end.

During the Chinese New Year, Xia Xiqing did not return to Xia's house. It was not his home originally. Anyway, he had long been used to spending the New Year alone, so he didn't think it was important. But this time, Zhou Ziheng accompanied him until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and he went to Xishan Villa on New Year's Eve.

The house was bustling and there were people everywhere. Zhou Ziheng took off his scarf and down jacket and handed it to Aunt Hong. His father was entertaining relatives in the living room. There was a young girl sitting next to him, as if it was brought by a family. Zhou Ziheng took the initiative to say hello and greet him, and then got into the kitchen.

"mom."

Zhou's mother was scooping a spoonful of chicken soup from the casserole to taste the taste. When her son came back, she quickly put the spoon to Zhou Ziheng's mouth, "Hengheng, help me try it, is it lacking salt?" Zhou Ziheng blew twice and drank the soup, "It's delicious." He licked his lips, "Mom, how many days has your research institute been on?"

"I have to go back early on the eighth day of the lunar month, but I have to go back early. There is a very important project that is still on hold. I will make some delicious food for you at home these days."

Seeing that his mother was very happy, Zhou Ziheng hugged her arm and asked tentatively, "Mom, who is the person outside?"

"Your father's childhood friend, I used to grow up in a courtyard." Mom took out the cut fruit and inserted a piece of dragon fruit with a toothpick to feed it to Zhou Ziheng's mouth. He quickly took the toothpick and asked again, "Where is the girl next to me..."

"I'm my beloved daughter." Mom smiled, as if she was deliberately teasing Zhou Ziheng, "How about it, are you beautiful?"

When it comes to the word "beauty", Zhou Ziheng's only mind is Xia Xiqing who is sitting in front of the drawing board and drawing quietly.

"Don't tell me about marriage. It's the age, and there is such an arranged marriage." Zhou Ziheng didn't realize that he was completely here without any silver.

Zhou's mother glanced at him and closed the kitchen door, "I'll tease you, I'll say so much." She lowered her head to cut spring bamboo shoots. Zhou Ziheng wanted to help but couldn't get into it, just like he couldn't get into it either.

"Mom, I actually have..."

"I know what you are going to say." Mom raised her head and her face was very calm, "Your sister-in-law told me."

"Sister-in-law? She..." Zhou Ziheng didn't expect that Jiang Yin would tell his mother that the news caught him off guard, "How could sister-in-law..."

"I found something was wrong when you were in confinement. I asked her several times before she was willing to tell me, and asked me to hide it for you." Zhou's mother put the chopped bamboo shoots into the chicken soup and covered it with a lid. "Although I don't know if you were born or changed later." She looked at Zhou Ziheng's eyes, "But if it was a whim, there was no need to say it."

"No." Zhou Ziheng retorted immediately, but he felt that his tone was a bit too extreme, so he had to slow down a little, "I'm not on a whim, I really like him. No..." Zhou Ziheng was dissatisfied with his words, "I love him very much."

Zhou's mother put down what she had in her hand and turned to Zhou Ziheng. She gave birth to him very early. Even now, it seems that her face does not have many traces of time, but a kind of wise mature beauty. She looked quietly for a while, as if she was trying hard to understand the expression on her son's face.

"Actually, I couldn't accept it at the beginning. I couldn't sleep for several nights in a row. I felt very regretful. I felt that I shouldn't let you enter that circle. You should study hard and do research like me. This is very natural."

She lowered her eyes, "But your sister-in-law told me with certainty that you were not affected by the circle, you were still the one you in the past, and became more complete. But even if she said that, I still couldn't accept it. It was not that I wanted to deprive you of the right to like someone, it was that this was beyond my imagination."

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and opened his mouth. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. As a son, he really didn't have the courage to show off.

"Our family is considered happy and happy compared to many people. Although you were in the entertainment industry since childhood, we have never ignored the education and concern for you. I don't know which link was wrong." My mother's brow frowned slightly, as if she was confused.

Zhou Ziheng looked at her, and the confusion in his mother's eyes touched a weak point in Zhou Ziheng's heart. He was actually afraid that his mother would be injured.

Compared to whether she could accept it, Zhou Ziheng was more afraid that she blamed her love for a man on her negligent care.

This did not hold true, so Zhou Ziheng was afraid.

But the next second, my mother's brows stretched out and her eyes were filled with relief.

"But then I figured it out."

She raised her head, reached out and touched Zhou Ziheng's cheek, "I did not make any mistakes, nor did you."

"My son just fell in love with someone, who was just right, and he was also a boy." She smiled, "This logic is actually very simple, right?"

Zhou Ziheng's nose felt sore. He actually had a lot to say, but at this moment his emotions had surpassed rational logical thinking. He did not expect that his mother had thought silently for so many days and nights for his feelings. As a mother, she must have struggled and panicked. After all, she was not on the mainstream path.

But Zhou Ziheng has never taken the mainstream path since he was a child.

He stopped his throat and paused for a long time before he said calmly, "Mom, thank you."

"Don't cry for a big holiday." She patted Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, "Don't say this at the dinner table today. Your father doesn't know anything. He is impatient. We have long-term plans. If you really like others, your mother will help you."

In fact, this was once the most tormenting part of Zhou Ziheng. Although he had made the worst plan, he believed that the possibility of not being blessed by his family would not cause much harm to him. As long as he did not lose Xia Xiqing, he could sacrifice part of his perfection.

However, for a child like him who has lived in a happy family since childhood, the proportion of family in his heart is so important.

He is willing to give up this important part, and he is mentally prepared. But now, this important part in turn tells him that you are not wrong.

You won't lose me.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Early in the morning of the first day of the Chinese New Year, Zhou Ziheng rushed back to Haidian. His mother specially gave him a lot of supplements, nominally for him, but when he left, he kept winking, "Say happy new year for me."

Zhou's father, who came out to see him off, looked puzzled, "Who do you want to tell me about a happy New Year?"

The mother and son spoke in unison, "Tell me~"

Before returning home, Zhou Ziheng thought that Xia Xiqing must be sleeping, but as soon as he opened the door, he found that he was not at his home, so he ran back to the opposite door and opened his door. He saw Xia Xiqing standing on a chair and wiping the floor-to-ceiling window. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head, "Why are you back so early?"

Zhou Ziheng put down the supplement and rushed over, hugged Xia Xiqing's legs all at once, and was strongly resisted by him, "What are you doing, I'm working."

"Why are you so hardworking, my little painter?" Zhou Ziheng hugged him from the chair and turned around before putting it down. He pressed his shoulders and kissed his cheeks, "So good."

"Hi-sigh." Xia Xiqing wiped his face with disgust, looked at his shoes and couldn't help but curse, "Why are you here wearing shoes? Come out to change shoes for me quickly. I'm so annoying to you."

Zhou Ziheng stuck out his tongue and ran back to the entrance to change his shoes obediently. Regarding what his mother knew, he wanted to wait until everything was done before telling Xia Xiqing to avoid worrying.

"I won't buy such a big house in the future, and I'm so tired to clean it." Xia Xiqing sat on the floor and unscrewed a bottle of water.

When Zhou Ziheng heard his words about buying a house in the future, he felt inexplicably touched his heart, and it seemed that the future scene suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Call me, the cleaning lady." Zhou Ziheng came over and sat down, hugged him in his arms.

Xia Xiqing's eyes were empty, as if she was really tired, and she spoke slowly, like an exhausted kitten, "I have to clean it myself during the Chinese New Year."

"You are so cute, too."

"Get out, you're cute."

"It's the cutest thing that doesn't admit that I'm cute!"

“…It’s time to fight during the Chinese New Year, right?”

The two were making a fuss, and a call came in. Xia Zhixu called them over to have dinner. Before Xia Xiqing agreed, Zhou Ziheng was very happy and kept interrupting from the side. Xia Xiqing had no choice but to agree. The two of them took action separately, entered through different gates in the community where Xia Zhixu lived, and arrived at his house.

"Like a Mission: Impossible, you have a relationship. "Xia Zhixu opened the door to Zhou Ziheng who arrived later. Zhou Ziheng took off his hat and mask and walked in. He saw Xia Xiqing, who had arrived for a while, sitting at the table in the restaurant to help Xu Qichen make dumplings.

"Brother Ziheng!"

Before he could react, a figure rushed over and hugged him, like a small bomb. He looked down and saw that this was not Xia Xiuze, "Are you here too?"

"Yes, I'm Xia Zhixu too..." Halfway through his words, Xia Zhixu kicked him in the calf and kicked him back in the second half of the sentence, "Hehe, I heard that my brother is coming, so I'll come here."

Zhou Ziheng walked to Xia Xiqing with a smile on his face, "Is this the dumpling you made? It's not artistic at all."

Xia Xi gave him a clean look, "I think you're just looking for a fight."

Originally, he was not a good cook, and he even stuffed dumplings one by one to reveal his stuffing, so he had to ask Xian to ask Zhou Ziheng to take over his position to help Xu Qichen make dumplings. Xia Zhixu was playing games with Xia Xiuze, but Xia Xiuze lost in the pan, which made Xia Xiqing almost roll up his sleeves, "Can you do it? If you don't, just put it down."

Xia Xiuze pursed his mouth and moved his butt, "Then you win it back for me."

"Don't worry." Xia Xiqing snatched the handle, "Look at my brother, I won't leave any armor."

Xia Zhixu sneered, "Stop setting a flag for yourself. Chen Fang will come over and we will have a three-person game."

"Come on."

"What should I do if I lose?"

"It's up to you."

Xia Xiu Zedong looked around and found that there was nothing to do in the corner of the living room with Lao Gao, "Zhi Xu... Brother, what is this?"

After hearing his call out to his brother, Xia Zhixu then turned around and explained, "My mother asked me to move from home two days ago, saying that the old things from the past were left without a place."

"Old things?" Xia Xiuze laughed, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to pick and choose, "I like old things the most."

"Then you can pick it up, and if you like it, take it back."

"Um!"

In fact, there is nothing special. Most of them are Xia Zhixu's previous hard drives, and some books are basically related to programming and physics. Xia Xiuze went to the bottom and found a large photo album.

"Wow, so many photos of you when you were a kid."

Xu Qichen quickly wrapped the last one, washed his hands and ran over, "I want to see."

"Brother Chenchen, have you not seen it?" Xia Xiuze asked with his head turned around.

Xu Qichen shook his head, "Some have read it, but this one doesn't seem to be there." He looked down at the yellowed old photo, "I'm telling Xu that your tiger teeth were too obvious when you were a child. How could you change your teeth? He also had tiger teeth before changing your teeth." He flipped back and found a photo of two children, both of whom were only three or four years old, and they were made of glutinous rice dumplings, sitting next to a small stool.

Xu Qichen was a little confused, "Is this next to you your brother? It doesn't seem so small." He raised the album and let Xia Zhixu look at it. Xia Zhixu glanced at it, "That's Xia Xiqing."

"You two looked like you when you were young, even more like your brothers." Xu Qichen added in a low voice, hitting Xia Xiuze's shoulder, "But your brother is still more beautiful, right?"

Xia Xiuze nodded and said in a low voice, "My brother looked like a girl when he was a child."

"You say it again?"

"I didn't say anything!" Xia Xiuze hid beside Xu Qichen like a little mouse, lowered his head and flipped the album backwards.

Zhou Ziheng heard them talking from afar and wanted to go over and see, but there were still several pieces of leather at hand that were not wrapped, so he had to speed up his movements. Finally, he finished the last dumpling, and neatly sorted it out, washed his hands quickly and walked to the living room.

"Hey, who is this picture?" Xu Qichen held down one of them and no one turned it around. Xia Xiuze pointed to the person on it, "Who is this little girl?"

Zhou Ziheng sat down next to Xu Qichen, and saw the photo of his finger, his heart suddenly jumped twice.

A vague and vague childhood memories suddenly flashed through my mind.

A girl in a white dress handed him the white rose in her hand, "Hold it, don't cry anymore. I'll take you to find your mother."
To be continued...