Zhuang Fanxin sat under the wall with his legs crossed, hugging the cake, the candle was half burned, but he was reluctant to blow it out. Gu Zhuoyan squatted in front of him, stroking his calf with his arm, urging him: "Blow it, how can you eat if you don't blow it?" "
After blowing, there will only be street lamps left, no good."
As if once it was extinguished, the current good times would disappear. Gu Zhuoyan stared at the dancing flames and thought of something: "Fool, haven't you made a wish yet?" Zhuang Fanxin
said, "No need to make a wish."
The hypocrisy of writing on it is not mainstream, and they don't care about making wishes on their birthdays. "I don't understand." Zhuang Fanxin said philosophically, "People have no regrets and extravagant desires, so there is no need to make wishes."
Gu Zhuoyan seemed to understand: "Translate."
Zhuang Fanxin said: "I am so happy now No need to make a wish."
A gust of wind blew, Gu Zhuoyan raised his palm to protect the candlelight, he couldn't watch the art exhibition together, and he didn't go to the reserved restaurant, so he could only sit in a corner, cold and hard The bluestone slabs are all fucking like this, Zhuang Fanxin said that he was so happy that he didn't need to make a wish.
"I'm sorry." His voice was hoarse.
Zhuang Fanxin grabbed Gu Zhuoyan's hand, held it, bowed his head and kissed the back of Gu Zhuoyan's hand: "When you celebrate your birthday in March, if I stand here with a cake, I'll call you baby too."
Gu Zhuoyan smiled He had to choke: "Then I don't want to make a wish, I am so happy that I am with you, really."
Zhuang Fanxin put his hands together: "Yes! I hope everyone is so happy that there is no wish!" , the candles burning into small lumps were blown out, darkened, and each other's faces became particularly soft.
Gu Zhuoyan took out two forks and asked, "Did you have dinner tonight?"
"We got together, and the barbecue I ate was enough to kill me." Zhuang Fanxin said, Gu Zhuoyan touched his belly, it was so flat, there was no need to pierce it. He chuckled: "I miss you...so I ate two vegetable leaves."
Both of them felt hungry, so they started to eat the cake without cutting it. Gu Zhuoyan went down with a fork and made a hole. Although he didn't write a blessing, the taste was beautiful, and Qi Nan could be forgiven for being unreliable.
There is a layer of ice cream in the middle, and there is a small night breeze. Zhuang Fanxin shivered while eating, but he did not forget to care about the trivial skin: "How much did you buy it for, is there a discount?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "Six hundred."
"What?!" Zhuang Fan Xin roared, and the wild cat in the dark yelled at him for being a fool, "Qi Nan actually killed my man? I'll clean him up on Monday!"
Gu Zhuoyan laughed: "How do you clean up? Share it with him. Is there a link to the song "You Don't Have Good Results"?"
"You don't look down on me." Zhuang Fanxin lifted his bangs to reveal his forehead, and said proudly, "Don't you realize it? I slammed into it and it was very lethal. Big."
Seriously, Gu Zhuoyan didn't expect Zhuang Fanxin to rush over to protect him, he even got distracted and worried, fearing that the chaotic situation would frighten Zhuang Fanxin.
After eating a whole birthday cake together, Zhuang Fanxin put the bottom of the plate aside, and the wild cat who was awakened by him jumped over to lick the cream. He pouted, for fear that Gu Zhuoyan could not see what was on his lips, and when Gu Zhuoyan came over, he nodded slightly and pretended to be embarrassed. Both vulgar and pretentious, people kiss him softly, meow, and the wild cats they recruit always want to call him an idiot. After licking the cream clean, Gu Zhuoyan seduced him,
"Do you want a gift?" "I do."
Delusion, the eyelid fluttering intently to wink like a thread, but actually rolled his eyes at the big one.
Gu Zhuoyan squatted for a long time, got up and staggered into the shade of the tree, and took out a large bag from behind the sturdy tree trunk. It was so big that it could fit Zhuang Fan's heart into it.
Zhuang Fanxin sat upright with his knees in his arms, staring straight at his eyes, before Gu Zhuoyan came over, he was moved and said, "Dear, I'll cost you money..."
Even the title was changed, Gu Zhuoyan first took out the paint that Gu Baoyan gave him, and repeatedly emphasized that he spent his sister's dowry money, so that Zhuang Fanxin would stop poisoning the little girl's girlish heart in the future.
Next is the pink-purple gift box tied with a bow. It turned out that there was a line of words on it that was a good fit for a hundred years. Zhuang Fanxin opened the box amidst the strong smell of marriage, lifted off a layer of dustproof cloth, and immediately screamed in surprise: "—Oh my God!"
Gu Zhuoyan slapped his mouth and said, "Mute."
Let go Hand, Zhuang Fanxin showed seven or eight white teeth, and shouted in a low voice: "Fencing uniform! It's actually a fencing uniform!"
"Do you like it?" Gu Zhuoyan asked knowingly.
Zhuang Fan was so excited that he wanted to cry, he picked up the clothes and gestured on his body, the clothes mask, metal jacket, gloves and stockings, fencing shoes, everything fit his size. His parents didn't know that well, so he asked: "How do you know my number?" And
"Yeah", pretending to be good, Gu Zhuoyan pretended to say: "I'll know about it with a glance at you."
Outside It was not easy to wear, so Zhuang Fanxin only put on his fencing shoes, held the sword and wore a mask, and stabbed back and forth under the broken street lamp. Gu Zhuoyan sat on the bluestone slab as an audience, holding the wild cat while watching.
"Hey!" Zhuang Fan suddenly turned over and stood still, holding a sword flower.
"What are you doing?"
"Take a picture of me."
Gu Zhuoyan took out his phone to take a picture: "Okay."
Zhuang Fanxin took off his helmet and carried it, posing as if he was walking, and smiled, "Here's another one."
Gu Zhuo Yan felt very familiar: "...you fucking borrowed from me again." A
gust of wind hit Gu Zhuoyan, and the cat in Gu Zhuoyan's arms was pushed away by the rushing Zhuang Fanxin. He hugged him and hugged Zhuang Fanxin on his lap. I want to laugh for no reason, laughing that Zhuang Fanxin is so easy to be happy, the posture of laughing is weird, laughing flowers are so beautiful and the moon is so round.
After touching the last small box, Gu Zhuoyan said, "Open it and have a look."
Zhuang Fan lowered his head and opened it. Inside was a medal. He remembered that Gu Zhuoyan was wearing it in the photos of the fencing competition. Leaning on Gu Zhuoyan's neck, he said, "Maybe I was moved when I saw the photo of your fencing."
Gu Zhuoyan held a grudge: "Then what are you tossing about when I confess?"
"I, I will test you. ." Zhuang Fan said frantically, and Gu Zhuoyan was given a medal when he lowered his hair in the circle of friends. When he checked the picture of holding a sword, he couldn't think of any words to go with it, so he stuffed it with others, "Help me edit it."
"Is my boyfriend responsible for a bit too much?"
"Aren't you the first prize in the composition competition ? Those who can do more work."
Gu Zhuoyan edited the short words and clicked to send with the photo of holding the sword. Zhuang Fanxin grabbed it and looked at it, what is it?
"I signed up." Gu Zhuoyan pecked his ear.
The early morning had already passed, and no one spoke any more after that, so they just hugged quietly under the wall. If it wasn't too cold, I'd probably spend it until dawn.
Gu Zhuoyan took Zhuang Fanxin back with the bag. The wind in the hall was fierce. He pushed open the door and quickly put people in: "Don't say good night, go back to sleep."
Zhuang Fanxin stood in the door, closed the door little by little, locked it Stayed, but stopped behind the door and didn't move. There were no footsteps outside, and he knew that Gu Zhuoyan had not left, and was standing over the gap.
"It was the best birthday I've ever had," he said.
"Every year in the future will be so good." Gu Zhuoyan said.
After staring at the gap in the iron gate for a long time, I felt dizzy, and Zhuang Fanxin's voice became softer: "Your mother...you don't have any doubts, right?" She refrained from asking all night, but she was actually worried.
"No." Gu Zhuoyan smiled softly, "You acted so well, she didn't see anything."
Zhuang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "I think your mother is very gentle."
Gu Zhuoyan rolled his eyes silently, Xue Manzi was at the level of a white bone spirit, and Zhuang Fanxin was a little monk who had just come down the mountain.
Reassuring the little monk, Gu Zhuoyan went home to rest, and when she opened her eyes again, Sister Hu had just cooked her lunch.
At the dining table, three generations lived together, and Xue Manzi sat at the table in her plain nightdress. At this moment, she revealed her true tenderness. Gu Zhuoyan ate with his short hair in a frying pan, and half-awake tickled: "Sister Hu, why do I still have boiled eggs in my bowl?"
"I'll let it cook." Xue Manzi said, "rub her face to reduce swelling."
Gu Zhuoyan He kept silent, the slap was not strong, he fed the eggs to Bond, and when he was picking vegetables, he caught Gu Baoyan's hair, and was about to have a seizure, when he noticed that the little girl was wearing a fancy dress from Lian Yiming.
"Aladdin's girlfriend, right?"
Gu Baoyan said, "It's called Princess Jasmine."
Xue Manzi looked at them and smiled, served her daughter a bowl of soup, and deliberately asked, "Baoyan, do you like brother Lian Yiming?
" I like it." Gu Baoyan replied, "But I like Brother Xiaozhuang the most."
Gu Zhuoyan nibbled at the ribs in silence, as if watching a good show, Xue Manzi glanced at him and asked, "Why do you like Brother Xiaozhuang the most?"
Gu Baoyan asked back: " Why do you like Daddy?"
Still an arrogant elementary school student, Gu Zhuoyan shrugged his shoulders and smiled, adding a piece of fish to Gu Baoyan. Xue Maochen smiled and said: "Xiao Zhuang looks handsome, can draw, and has a good personality. It's normal for little girls to like him."
Xue Manzi muttered, more than just a little girl.
After dinner, the old man took a nap, the little one walked the dog, and the mother and son were still sitting at the dining table. Gu Zhuoyan peeled the pistachios and ate them, frowning and not looking at Xue Manzi. In fact, he was stubborn and unrepentant.
"I thought about what you said yesterday." Xue Manzi said, "Your father and I really didn't care enough since you were young. It was our negligence."
Parents are too good, they value career too much, and gradually they only care about whether the child is good or not and the future of the child, she said: "You are right, the root cause is that me and your father sent you here, but we are not self-defeating, it is because you are a Now that you are an adult with thoughts and actions, we can't control you. Similarly, we can't force you to break up."
Gu Zhuoyan looked up, thinking that his mother had changed.
"We will change slowly from now on, and I hope it's not too late." Xue Manzi looked at him, "but your academic future is a part of your life, and I will never relax my demands on you in this regard."
It seems that there is no change , or her, but Gu Zhuoyan was very satisfied. He went upstairs and returned with a pen and paper: "I'm not a fool who only knows about love. I also value what you value, but I can't break up with Zhuang Fanxin."
Xue Manzi said: "You can't prove it, you have to ask I promise."
"Isn't this the right thing to write?" Gu Zhuoyan said, "Actually, I'm determined to get into Harvard, and I didn't have time to tell you yesterday."
Xue Manzi was even more vengeful: "Skipping class can get into Harvard?"
Written all over a sheet of paper , Gu Zhuoyan said: "I hereby promise that I will never skip classes, fight, or affect my studies because of love, so that I can only advance in the exam and never retreat, and make unremitting efforts with the goal of Harvard."
Xue Manzi said: "Anyway, no one will watch it. Watching you."
"...Then don't leave." Gu Zhuoyan added, "You must give me enough trust. Or, like a purchasing agent, I will live broadcast a small learning video for you?"
Xue Manzi couldn't help laughing She kicked Gu Zhuoyan under the table, put away this crude letter of guarantee, and handed over a handful of peeled pistachios.
She really didn't want to leave, so she asked: "Son, can I stay for two more days?"
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't hold back his lips: "Your father's house, who cares about you."
He naively thought that Xue Manzi would really stay for two more days. God, but in less than half an hour, Xue Manzi booked the plane ticket as soon as he answered the phone, and he hadn't even finished eating the handful of pistachios when he left.
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't help wondering whether Xue Manzi's temporary non-intervention was just because of lack of skills.
The sun was shining brightly, and Zhuang Fan was drawing pictures in his study. On the second day of his birthday, he officially started designing the 18th birthday present for Gu Zhuoyan. When the time came, he wanted Gu Zhuoyan to be as excited as he was when he saw the fencing uniform.
The off-road vehicle passed by, Zhuang Fanxin went to the window to look out, but he didn't expect Xue Manzi to leave so soon. He waved his hands self-consciously, and pointed into the distance: "Goodbye, Auntie..."
Then he said affectionately: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of your son.
" It was Pei Zhi who had been missing all day.
The author has something to say: I interviewed Ms. Xue Manzi on the way to the airport. Q: Did you really think about it all night? Answer: Really, I heard my son was having a tryst outside. Q: How do you feel? Answer: More romantic than his father when he was young. Q: What do you think about your daughter also liking Zhuang Fanxin? Answer: I think she is choking. Q: Please tell readers and friends something from your heart. Answer: Rest tomorrow.