Boss is not too cold

In my impression, Wei Fanshui basically never had a birthday. When I was young, my family didn’t have the time to celebrate it for her. When I grew up, her birthday happened to coincide with the '520' confession day. Everyone was too busy to show their love and there was no time. I don't think it's my birthday.

After a long time, even Wei Fanshui almost forgot his own birthday.In most cases, it took a long time to remember: Oh, it was my birthday two days ago.Otherwise, I still remember a few days before my birthday, and I will buy myself a small gift when my birthday is two days away, but when the day comes, I don’t know what I’m busy with and forget about it.

People who have eaten a lot of bitterness will always be happy when they taste a little bit of sweetness.

To be honest, today's "surprise" routine is really vulgar and can't be more vulgar. It is so old-fashioned that I don't bother to write idol dramas and don't want to act again, but Wei Fanshui was still moved just like that.

Although she said fiercely that she disliked Yun Qing's reckless spending of money and said that everyone was fooling around with Yun Qing, she still took this love deeply in her heart.In this era where interests are paramount, it is very difficult to meet a few friends who are willing to suspend business and put down work for a small birthday.

If the unsatisfactory experiences of the past 20 years were all for the purpose of accumulating good luck in exchange for a rebirth, in exchange for this meeting, Wei Fanshui felt that it was worth it.Especially Yun Qing, this is no longer worth it, it is simply a profit, a big profit!

On the way back from Sister Han's side, Wei Fanshui finally put away his paws that he had been waving all night, and solemnly thanked him again.Although she felt hypocritical when she said this, even though she felt goosebumps all over when she said it, even though Yun Qing didn't seem to be thanking her for this.

"Don't always say thank you or not, you don't owe anyone, never have. We are friends, aren't we? I still feel that I didn't prepare enough this time, and I didn't have a bigger and more lively birthday party for you. Then should I apologize to you?" Yun Qing's Mandarin is really getting more and more down-to-earth, not only the sentences are getting longer and longer, but the modal particles are also quite spiritual.

Sometimes Wei Fanshui would be in a little bit of a trance, feeling that the person next to him was not an overseas Chinese who had just returned to China, but a native mixed race who had only been studying abroad for a few years.

But now is obviously not the time to be dazzled, and the one who should express must hurry up, after this point, there will be no suitable opportunity to say these words again.

"I didn't think we were not friends, nor did I say that out of politeness to you. I really felt that I was very grateful, or should be said to be very grateful. Thank you for coming to my side and bringing me so many firsts. Time. To be honest, I haven’t celebrated my birthday for many, many years. I’m really touched today. I’m just a little embarrassed. I always feel that it’s too hypocritical to show such an emotional side in front of everyone. Maybe it’s because of my experience Less, I don’t know what kind of expression and reaction to use to face everyone. You also know that I will be 29 after my birthday, and I really can’t do those little girls’ gestures, so I can only use this method to tell everyone that I am I didn't treat you as outsiders." Wei Fanshui felt like crying as he spoke, and his sore nose and throat felt like a ball of cotton was blocked.

Yun Qing stopped at the right time, pulled her to stand next to a closed shop, hid the two of them in the shadow that was not easy to find, and also hid Wei Fanshui's side that he didn't want others to see, relying on his height advantage Holding her directly in his arms, he patted her on the back lightly, "You are fine, you deserve everything you have, and you deserve even better things than now."

It wasn't too late at the moment, and the shop next to it closed early because it was a breakfast shop.Passers-by came and went, and looked over curiously from time to time, Yun Qing hugged Wei Fanshui and turned around, facing outside so that she faced the wall, blocking the probing eyes of passers-by for her.

It is always embarrassing for a 29-year-old to cry in front of everyone, so Wei Fanshui's eyes were red several times when he faced a group of friends, and he tried hard to hold back.Now there is only one Yun Qing by her side, and the hugging posture prevents them from seeing each other's faces, Wei Fanshui finally let all the tears that have been suffocated all night flow out.

The tears of adults are often not because of sadness, and Wei Fanshui doesn't know that he is rich.source.all.reason.not yet.Know.number.What was the reason for crying, but the tears just flowed down and never stopped, and it took a long time for the sobbing to stop.

Yun Qing has been slowly patting Wei Fanshui's back, helping her to calm down and comforting her silently.The cool moisture on the side of her neck seeped into her heart along her pulse, making her feel even more distressed about this girl who seemed to care nothing but suffered too much grievance.

"Okay, let's go." Wei Fanshui lay on Yun Qing's shoulders and wiped away his tears before standing up straight, sniffing and holding the soaked tissue in his palm, he was embarrassed to lift his head.

Only a little bit of red nose can be vaguely seen on the plain and clean face, and it twitches from time to time. The jet-black hair hangs down to cover most of the cheeks, and also covers the pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which is even more obvious. Innocent is more pitiful.

There are still tear stains on the neck, and the wind is slightly cool.Yun Qing looked ahead and pretended not to see Wei Fanshui's rare fragility, but the hand hanging by his side had already taken the initiative to hold the tightly clenched fist.

Wei Fanshui does not belong to the skinny type, and his hands are also fleshy. It is very comfortable to hold the fleshy balls in his hands, unlike Yun Qing's hand joints, which are so painful that one can see them clearly.Yun Qing held it smoothly, and didn't let it go all the way, which also hurt Wei Fanshui, so he grabbed the paper towel all the way home, and the wet paper towel almost made her dry it with her body temperature.

Early on Monday morning, Wei Fanshui was sorting out the first draft of the graffiti comics. Feng Yucheng strolled over mysteriously, leaning against the table with his hands behind his back and not speaking, just staring at Wei Fanshui like that, staring at her all over. Goosebumps are almost up.

"Just say what you want to say, it's not like you to hide it." Wei Fanshui rubbed his arms, the company's air conditioner is a bit strong, and the jacket is really indispensable.

Feng Yucheng curled his lips and muttered, "It's getting less and less cute." He took out the things hidden behind him.It is a pretty delicate little box. When it is opened, it contains a perfume whose brand cannot be seen at a glance. The unique shape of the bottle is distorted.

Based on Wei Fanshui's understanding of Feng Yucheng, such carefully packaged things are definitely not easy to find in the market, but why are they suddenly given to her?

"Tsk, wasn't it your birthday yesterday. You didn't even tell me that I prepared a gift for you. How about it? Are you very touched? How about treating me to McDonald's at noon? It's been a long time since I've eaten fast food. I'm hungry." Feng Yucheng swallowed his saliva while talking, his expression made people doubt that he could rush to McDonald's directly in the next second.

Wei Fanshui himself only remembered about his birthday last night, and Feng Yucheng obviously only said that after knowing about last night's activities.So here comes the question, how did Feng Yucheng know about the birthday party held in Sister Han's store last night?

It's just a McDonald's, Wei Fanshui can still afford it, but Feng Yucheng's gossip is rare to see once.I usually hear him gossip about others, but today I can finally gossip about him once.Student Wei said: Don't miss this opportunity, take it well.

"So, you went to the store yesterday?" Facing a table of high-calorie food, Wei Fanshui felt guilty even if he wasn't losing weight. It was really hard for Feng Yucheng to order so much at once.

Just like what Feng Yucheng himself said, it's been a long time since he indulged in such high-calorie and less nutritious food.In daily life, although Feng Yucheng is not a person who is particularly healthy, his management of his skin is so delicate that even a woman like Wei Fanshui is amazed.

He can avoid drinking carbonated drinks, avoid eating junk food, control sugar intake with less oil and salt, avoid smoking and alcohol, and insist on making fruit and vegetable juices by hand.Even if I came out this time to kick off, I only ordered single servings of everything. There are many varieties, but the total amount is really not too much according to the food intake of two people.

At this time, the delicate boy Cheng was holding a piece of fried chicken and gnawed it carefully, resolutely not letting go of any flesh between the bones, "I didn't go, Sister Han told me."

"Sister Han? Tell you? Why?" Sister Han is free and easy by nature, but she is not a person who can talk to others. Being able to talk about these things with Feng Yucheng clearly shows that the relationship between the two is not normal.

Thinking of this, Wei Fanshui looked at Feng Yucheng with a more intriguing look in his eyes.I have long felt that Sister Han's attitude towards him is unusual, but I didn't expect it to be so unusual.

To deal with someone like Feng Yucheng who has a more delicate mind and better brain skills than girls, sometimes he can't speak too clearly. If he doesn't say a few words and gives a proper direction, he can make up a lot of things by himself.No, Wei Fanshui just asked a few questions, and most of them repeated his words, Feng Yucheng couldn't sit still.

"That's right, call me and ask me if I want to help prepare a gift. I said I can prepare it myself, otherwise there is no reason for you to invite me to dinner." After eating French fries, he bent over and buried his head on the table. From head to toe, there are four big characters written on the whole person: I want to hide it!

Wei Fanshui was very sure that there was definitely something going on between these two people!Feng Yucheng's temperament is not a secretive person, and if he can be so hesitant, it shows that there is definitely something ulterior in it.

But judging from his reaction, it didn't seem like he was particularly resistant, it could only be said that he was still hesitating.Tsk, arrogant person.

Gossip is okay, but don't involve people's privacy. Wei Fanshui still has this sense of propriety.Since Feng Yucheng didn't want to talk about it, Wei Fanshui wouldn't go to the bottom of it, so the topic changed to the bottle of perfume.

Although Wei Fanshui's life is very rough, so rough that he doesn't look like a girl, but he still has basic common sense.Judging from her little knowledge, that bottle of perfume is definitely not a common brand.

"Oh, a client once knew a friend who was a perfume maker. She provided the recipe and asked someone to make it. She used it for herself and gave some of it to a close friend. I have the cheek to say that they are willing to give me a bottle. Your meal is well deserved."

For things with a price but no market, this meal can be said to be quite a good deal.If he didn't think it was too aggressive and shameless, Wei Fanshui would have bought another bottle for another meal.According to her observation, her good roommate Yun Qing has a habit of collecting perfume.