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For the next week, Wang Chao experienced an unprecedented "New Year Atmosphere." Every household put up couplets, and red lanterns hung from the seemingly worn-out doorways. Everyone wore new clothes; although the colors and styles were somewhat plain, the fact that they could do this made everyone very happy. In the Safe Zone, the sound of firecrackers occasionally erupted. Though sporadic, it did not diminish the joy in people's hearts. All factories were closed today, and everyone was waiting for this historic moment.
The children in the Safe Zone were like wild horses, running around, chasing and playing. This scene inevitably reminded Wang Chao of the 1980s two centuries ago, which seemed identical to the present. Wang Chao had brought everyone to the capital city, where Zhao Lao's office was located in a spacious hall. On the sofa sat the current leaders of Northern Huaxia.
Wang Chao was naturally present, along with the Shen Sisters, Yang Mengying, Wu Wan'er, Big Strong Tang Feng, Zhuang Peng Shui Yun Er, Xiaowei Yiyi, and many others like Liu Jie who were professional soldiers. The lively gathering in the large hall felt a bit crowded. At that moment, Wang Chao sat on a sofa, boasting to Tang Feng and others about how he had pursued the campus beauty back in university. Knowing Wang Chao's background, Yang Mengying couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh while Shen Zhitao looked at him with disdain.
Shen Zhiying, Little Grudge, and Shui Yun'er were gathered around a small table whispering about something. Meanwhile, Big Strong Tang Feng, Liu Jie, and Ouyang En discussed recent events in their military camps and what kinds of monsters they had encountered in their respective Safe Zones. It seemed they were gearing up for a competition outside. Xiao Wei and Yiyi huddled in a corner, looking very affectionate together. Seeing this made Wang Chao—who had only found his partner after graduation—sigh; kids these days really grew up too fast!
In contrast, Xiao Cao, who had come along with Wang Chao, felt somewhat out of place. Aside from Shen Zhitao and Yang Mengying, Wang Chao hadn't revealed Xiao Cao's true background to anyone else. First, her background was too complex and mysterious; having more people know could complicate things later on. Second, if Da Qiang and Tang Feng found out about her, they might insist on competing with her, which could lead to uncontrollable situations.
Thus, only Wang Chao's two women—Yang Mengying and Shen Zhitao—were aware of this matter. Wang Chao found it quite troublesome; he could clearly sense that Shen Zhitao had feelings for him. Often their actions were ambiguous; however, Wang Chao had never entertained thoughts of sleeping with Shen Zhitao. Their most intimate interactions were limited to hugging.
This was entirely different from his relationship with Aivina. Wang Chao didn't like Aivina at all; instead, he felt she was too calculating and unlikable. Yet that night he had been intimate with Aivina because he knew there was no love between them—only physical attraction. As for Shen Zhitao, Wang Chao couldn't say he felt no love for her at all; thus he could only keep their relationship at its most dangerous point.
However, regarding this aspect of his life, Wang Chao was just a novice who had only dated twice!
As they ate and drank while playing games like Mahjong and Poker, it wasn't that they didn't want something more sophisticated; it was simply that there wasn't much else to play. After a few rounds, everyone noticed one problem: among the four players, Da Qiang seemed to be winning three hands out of four—it was incredible! Wang Chao never expected Da Qiang to be a genius at this!
Seeing everyone looking at him, Da Qiang scratched his head and said with a grin: "Hey everyone, I won't hide it from you—I used to be called the Prince of Mahjong! I hardly ever lost!"
Wang Chao rolled his eyes and pulled Xiao Cao closer. "Xiao Cao, you take care of him! Make sure you win against him!"
Xiao Cao tilted her head and replied: "I can play!"
Before long, Da Qiang was left in a state of disarray, nearly losing his oversized shorts in the process. With a mournful expression, he looked at Xiaocao and helplessly said, "I'm done playing. Where did this little girl come from? She's simply a god of luck!" With that, Da Qiang dared not linger any longer and dashed away. At that moment, Ouyang En strolled over and saw the aftermath. He remarked, "Oh, isn't this a case of three missing one? Let me join you for a few rounds. You know, back in high school dorms, they called me the Mahjong Prince..."
As time gradually approached midnight, everyone paused their activities and made their way outside. Wang Chao announced, "Wait a moment; I have something good to show you!"
"New Year’s is here! New Year’s is here!" With just a few minutes to go, everyone rushed outside, laughing and dancing, celebrating their survival over the past four years. In this cold yet warm world, amidst days filled with disappointment yet brimming with hope, they felt sadness and joy alike—this was the essence of those who lived with resilience!
Seemingly touched by the festive atmosphere, Xiaocao stood beside Wang Chao and whispered, "Is this what it means to be human?"
Only Wang Chao heard Xiaocao's words. On this holiday, he no longer thought about monsters or zombies or any conspiracies. He took Xiaocao's hand as if pulling along a neighbor's little sister and smiled at her, saying, "This is what it means to be human!"
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
"…"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Happy New Year!"
With the declaration of the New Year, countless fireworks erupted on stage. People were accustomed to such sounds; they were usually gunshots. But now, they witnessed fireworks—brilliant explosions lighting up the sky in vibrant colors. Yellow, red, and purple fireworks bloomed like flowers competing for attention in spring. What had once been an everyday sight transformed into something breathtaking at that moment, bringing tears to many eyes.
Seeing many people already shedding tears, the little grass, still tilting its head in confusion, asked Wang Chao, "Why are humans such easily tearful beings? They cry when they're sad, they cry when they're happy, and they cry when they're moved. When do humans not cry?"
Wang Chao truly could not comprehend what it felt like to be devoid of emotions. He couldn't answer the question. Instead, with tears in his eyes, he gazed at the fireworks still bursting in the sky and murmured, "Because humans have waited too long for this day."
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