He took one photo after another, and the scenery of the city at night was particularly beautiful.

Sometimes Ning An would play with little candies, and he would watch from the sidelines.

The fireworks are bright and the crowds are surging.

Song Shaoyan was glad that he survived the mining accident. It would have been a pity if he had not survived. He would never see his wife and daughter again.

Playing until very late, Little Candy fell asleep in Ning'an's arms.

"It's time to go home." Ning An said, "It's a bit cold. Little Candy fell asleep and will catch a cold."

"Well, let's go, I'll see you off."

Song Shaoyan's driver took them downstairs of the community. Song Shaoyan did not get up and smiled at her.

The night wind was very cold, but his smile was very warm.

Ning An's heart trembled.

When Song Shaoyan laughs, he is really a monster who brings disaster to the country and the people.

New Year's Eve in New York City doesn't have a grand and lively atmosphere, but the night wind has its own charm.

Song Shaoyan returned to the hotel.

He waited until twelve o'clock at night and sent her a message on time: Happy New Year.

Ning An didn't sleep either. She was lying on the bed looking at her phone. When she saw WeChat light up, she clicked on it.

Ning'an: Happy New Year! Do you want to give me a red envelope?

When Song Shaoyan saw her reply, he turned over it with joy: Here it is!

He directly transferred 1314 to her.

Ning An smiled and took it away.

The light from the screen shone on her clean and fair face, creating a shallow halo.

She suddenly closed her eyes. This was not the first New Year she had spent with him, it was the year of her wedding.

They were newly married that year, and grandpa called them to dinner on New Year's Eve, and the family had a reunion dinner together.

Mr. Song was still there at that time, and he kept saying that he hoped to have his great-grandson soon.

She was smiling the whole time, talking to Mr. Song, and bringing delicious dishes to Mr. Song. However, Song Shaoyan had an indifferent expression, as if he was born cold and didn't say a word.

When she talks to him, he only responds word by word, often only a few words, with distant eyes.

In front of grandpa, he would act with her, playing the role of a loving couple, but as soon as grandpa left, his face changed.

Thinking of these, Ning An opened his eyes.

Song Shaoyan sent her another long message, to the effect that he still wanted to spend the next New Year with her, and the next New Year... many, many New Years...

She looked at the screen and sent him a message: Song Shaoyan, do you know how much you went too far before?

Song Shaoyan was confused, what did this mean?

Ning'an: Do you still remember the only New Year we spent before?

Song Shaoyan wanted to shake his head, but his memory didn't allow it.

He even thought, how come the mining accident didn't cause him to lose his memory?

Ning'an: That night when I came back from my grandfather's house, you made sarcastic remarks to me as soon as I got in the car...

Song Shaoyan immediately made a "kneel down" expression: An An, I was wrong.

Song Shaoyan covered his face, could you please not settle old scores...

He really doesn't want to be a human being anymore.

It’s so hard to be a human being!

Ning'an: Song Shaoyan, you can't tell, his acting skills are very good, he pretends to be serious in front of his grandfather.

Song Shaoyan sent another "crying with tears" emoticon: I was wrong, I was really wrong, An'an, let's not say anything unhappy during the Chinese New Year, right?

Ning'an: I just want to say it.

Song Shaoyan: Then I have no choice but to... kneel down.

He sent several "kneel down" emoticons in succession. He was really wrong...

Ning'an:......

Song Shaoyan: (grievance)

Ning'an: After your operation is successful, kneel on the durian.
Chapter completed!