Before, celebrating the New Year meant crossing into the new year.
On Lunar New Yearâs Eve, families would gather in front of the TV, eating dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala, enjoying the warmth of togetherness.
After the new century, with the economy climbing upward, the demand for entertainment grew. For young people, the Spring Festival Gala⦠a stale old thing, who would watch it!
The turning point came one year with the explosive debut of a phenomenon-level variety show, âSuper Girlâ.
At first, the show received a lukewarm response, but after more than a yearâs buildup, Super Girl became a sensation in every street and alley. The Xiangnan channel thought, canât waste this Super Girl fame.
It was winter, and the Xiangnan channelâs Spring Gala was all set. But it was too far from the Spring Festival, and it didnât make sense to just wait, so a group of planners set their sights on the end of the year.
And so, the first New Yearâs Eve concert was born, forcefully carving out a niche for a âNew Yearâs Eve concertâ before the Spring Festival Gala and Lantern Festival Gala. Later, other satellite channels followed suit.
Gradually, the New Yearâs Eve gala changed the meaning of the words.
Frankly, itâs just a commercially driven term, like Double Eleven, June 18. A frenzy planned for a particular group of people.
Once you enter society, celebrating the New Year loses its flavor. Young people talk about the New Year with little enthusiasmârelatives are too nosy, the Spring Gala isnât good, the pressure to marryâ¦
But New Yearâs Eve is young⦠a celebration among friends, everyone has their darkest moments. Life is so exhausting, sometimes you really want to end it all.
At the end of the year, on this particular day, you give it a sense of ceremony. Or rather, you give it some⦠reason to keep living.
Ending one yearâs suffering, looking forward to a new life.
The significance of celebrating New Yearâs Eve is probably⦠life is always hard, you canât wait for hardships to be over before you start being happy. The distant mountains should not wait to see me, but I shall see the distant mountains.@@novelbin@@
âTeacher Xu, what fruit tea would you like?â Qi Ting turned and asked, Lin Wanzhou was also looking at him.
The two women were wearing winter coats, their breath turning white as they spoke. If they were celebrating New Yearâs Eve in Yang City, probably a short-sleeved shirt would be enough to go out.
Lin Wanzhou knew he didnât like milk tea, at most he would drink fruit tea. Most likely it was her who told Qi Ting first, then had Qi Ting act as the intermediary.
âGrape,â he said.
Not far from where the two women stood by the stall was a busy intersection, ablaze with lights.
He stood on the roadside watching people argue, New Yearâs Eve brought out the anger in people, if they werenât booking hotel rooms, they were fighting.
The man was staring neck out, âI canât change, Iâm like this for life. If you canât stand it, find someone else, why make a scene in the streets, are you sick?â
The woman said, âDo you want me to die?â
With a smack, the woman started slapping her own face. The man got scared too, rushed up and grabbed the womanâs hand, while a crowd of people around them busily tried to break up the fight.
Smack! Another slap to her own face.
âWhat are you looking at?â Lin Wanzhou stood beside him, handing him the fruit tea, âRoom temperature, itâs too cold now, no different from iced.â
âWatching people argue.â Saying so, he crouched down at this spot with a good view.
âOh, why are they fighting?â Lin Wanzhou wore a mask, only her bright eyes visible, and squatted down with a lime fruit tea in her hand.
Behind them, Qi Ting held a milk tea and watched the two squatting in a row, feeling somewhat speechless.
âProbably too much pressure, huh⦠Even the best of couples argue,â Xu Qingyan watched the man and woman at the street corner, âBasically, they are venting their emotions.â
âWe spectators are also part of their play, those who advise to break up or make up. You never know what theyâll do once they turn around, maybe theyâll continue to argue.â
âOr maybe they just like to fight in front of others, wanting to be judged. When no oneâs around, they reconcile, as loving as ever, who knows.â
âDo couples have to fight?â Lin Wanzhou squatted, turning to look at him.
More people gathered around the street corner, and the place where Xu Qingyan squatted was enclosed in front, leaving a fan-shaped view unblocked.
âGenerally, they do, to address problems and seek solutions and such,â Xu Qingyan had to rely on what he had seen to give a limited explanation.
âSpecifically, Iâm not sure, maybe they keep bringing up old issues, then cool down for a while before giving each other a way out. But some couples are quite extraordinary, do or die.â
Lin Wanzhou thought for a moment, then said solemnly.
âIf it were up to me, I definitely wouldnât argue.â
âReally? Are you serious?â Xu Qingyan was taken aback, assuming it was casual talk, âYouâre not the hands-on type, are you?â
âWhatâs⦠the hands-on type?â Lin Wanzhou looked puzzled.
âI had a friend I met off campus during university,â Xu Qingyan said with a smile, âI hitched a ride in their car, sitting in the back, while they argued in the front.â
âJustâ¦â As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to indicate the intensity of the argument, âFraming each otherâs faces, I was almost scared to death in the back.â
Lin Wanzhou giggled at this, her eyes crinkling into crescents.
âWhat happened then?â
âHis wife opened the car door and tried to jump out, he didnât stop the car, still in drive, also tried to jump. I was in the back, watching the car glide, then pulling the handbrake fiercely,â Xu Qingyan recounted.
âAlso, I had a colleague. Her friend and her boyfriend fought; she pushed him into a river. She got a bamboo pole and a lifebuoy to fish him out.â
âIsnât that too dangerous?â Lin Wanzhou exclaimed.
âWell, this world is inherently crazy,â Xu Qingyan waved his hand dismissively, âIâm still alive today, all thanks to my tough fate.â
âI definitely wouldnât,â Lin Wanzhou shook her head firmly like a rattle drum.
âThen youâre really great.â
âYes, I am.â
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