Liu Cheng nodded, looked at the huge office, and said with a smile: "Brother, I will definitely return home next year, but it won't work now, I'm really busy."

It’s not that Liu Cheng doesn’t want to go back, it’s just that he really can’t go back this year.

Liu Hong redirected the information of Kewei and had a meal with Liu Cheng before returning to his Beijing Normal University dormitory, and headed towards the West Station with his suitcase.

Tickets are hard to buy during the Spring Festival, so they have already bought them.

After Liu Cheng bid farewell to Liu Hong, before he could recover, Liu Yinuo also pulled his suitcase up and was taken to the airport by Liu Cheng.

"What a poor brother, I'm spending the New Year alone in Yanjing. My sister booked the tickets and came back on the third day of the New Year." Liu Yinuo let go of her suitcase and hugged Liu Cheng tightly.

Liu Cheng said comfortingly: "It's okay, don't quarrel with your parents at home, do you hear that you don't hear it?"

"You're okay, Xiao Chengcheng is okay." Liu Yinuo pursed his lips, said with a smile, let go of Liu Cheng, and said with great certainty: "You wait for me, I'll go home for five days and come back soon."

"Especially Xiao Chengcheng, don't worry, now my sister is the only one left, it's so pitiful."

Liu Yinuo turned around and was very arrogant. After all, it was not that he would only go home for a few days if he didn't come back.

Liu Cheng sat in the car and looked out the window with some regret. The winter wind was very cold, and when he entered his collar, he was like sharp blades, making people tremble.

The winter in Yanjing is not as cold as the winter in the Demon City, which is his intuitive feeling.

When I was in the Magic City, the wind with sleet and bones was cold in the bones, and there was no floor heating. The slightly wet beachside made people tremble.

When he was in the Demon City, he had spent several years himself, and at that time, he did not go home.

It’s not that he didn’t want to go back, but at that time he was running away from going home.

At that time, he had been wandering outside for many years, and had accomplished nothing at all at the age of time. He could not return home in glory and even showed jokes to his neighbors.

Big cities are not doing well, small cities are not favored, they are vast and have almost no place to live.

Many of the students around me have returned to their hometowns and taken civil servants to get ashore. Some of the students from junior and senior high school have their children, but they are still half a bottle of jealousy at the age of their age.

At that time, he would ask himself, how long can he last? Has he taken the wrong path?

At that time, every time during the Chinese New Year, he was always extremely panicked.

On the night of New Year's Eve, firecrackers rang, and the host on TV happily counted down the New Year's bells.

But he always involuntarily remembered Lu Xun's words: The joys and sorrows of human beings are not consistent, I just think they are noisy.

Because every New Year he will grow one year older, and when he just graduated, he can comfort himself, it's okay, he is still young.

But at his age, he can no longer comfort himself by "I am still young".

At that time, he always wanted to give himself a long vacation, worry-free, but he couldn't have any slight slackness.

At that time, many young people were like him and dared not go home or escape.

Some people are afraid of being forced to get married, and they have a headache when they hear their parents’ nagging;

Some people are afraid of being compared and cannot stand the swords and shadows in the clinking and drinking;

Some are afraid of the saliva of their relatives and want to avoid verbal confrontation without a sense of boundaries.

Liu Cheng sat in the car blankly and drove back to 1707, Building 16, Zijing Huating. This is the previous information about Kuway, where he lives now.

The original conference room had been completely vacated and was planned to be a study room by Liu Yinuo. After all the workstations in the living room were demolished, Liu Yinuo planned to build a living room, and Liu Cheng would still live here, and Jizhibao's computer room was also here.

Liu Cheng turned on the music on the table, began to shake his head and continue his work. He worked hard to enrich his work plan and then made a Gantt chart.

He checked the server operation and maintenance again, and then updated the database of many vulnerability features, attack feature library and Trojan fingerprint library that were collected today.

Finally, he pushed today's security daily to all his users. This is his trick. Network security is a relatively broad concept, and some people even don't know that they are protected at all.

Liu Cheng made a daily report with the user's current data as the main source and supplemented by Kewei Information Security Line to push it to customers.

How many times have you been attacked, how many vulnerabilities have you fixed, how many crawlers have you been, where the attacks come from, etc. are all automatically generated in templates. Today's security incidents and other content are written by Liu Cheng himself.

He leaned on the computer chair. It was completely dark. Liu Cheng remembered that he had not eaten lunch or lunch. He was busy and had no time to remind him, so he naturally forgot.

Only then did he remember that when Liu Yinuo left, he left the key to himself and purchased the New Year's goods in advance so that Liu Cheng would not starve to death in Yanjing.

Liu Cheng turned off the computer monitor and staggered towards Building 501, 15. It was Liu Yinuo's home.

He looked at the empty home, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and sat on the sofa, feeling a sense of loneliness for no reason.

He turned on the TV, and the joy of the New Year was everywhere. He turned off the TV, a little confused, and then he remembered that he was preparing to cook for himself.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, he still didn't plan to cook...

Liu Cheng patted his forehead, took out two tomatoes, an egg, and a handful of lettuce, and took some noodles, preparing to make noodle soup to fill his stomach.

He has excellent cooking skills, but he is the only one, so he is too lazy to make trouble, just fill his stomach.

He suddenly opened the refrigerator again, and the 500L refrigerator was stuffed with everything.

"Sister is really, can I eat so much by myself? I still buy so much." Liu Cheng looked at the vegetables and meat in the refrigerator and shook his head. Two or three people were more than enough to eat.

After Liu Cheng casually dealt with himself, he turned on the TV and the Wii in front of the TV again, turned on a few games, but finally turned it off, which was extremely boring.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell suddenly rang, and Liu Cheng suddenly shuddered, looked through the cat's eyes, and opened the door.

Wang Weiru stood outside the door, and she stood in front of the door, looking around.

Liu Cheng opened the door, had been in a state of emotion for a long time, and asked a little dull, "Have you eaten?"

A very ordinary greeting is close to the exhaustion of words.

Wang Weiru was holding a food box in her hand, and a chill came from her down jacket and pink scarf.

"Can I go in?" Wang Weiru asked, stomping her feet, and the temperature inside and outside the house was very different.

Liu Cheng scratched his head, opened the door and said, "Ah, please come in quickly."

"Is it a surprise?" Wang Weiru walked into the house and asked hesitantly.

"It's a surprise, I thought you've already gone home."

Wang Weiru bit her lip and said, "I'll settle the score with you."
Chapter completed!