After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

"They are going around, pay attention to the back, disperse and disperse!"

In the Apocalypse Club, the sound of typing on the keyboard even overwhelmed the voice of speaking.

"Support, support, Huang Zai, come and support!"

Xin Yu was able to regain his senses after Ai Yawei yelled: "Oh, here we come."

Originally, it was planned to celebrate Yan Xiwen's birthday together, but Xiao Bao's sudden visit disrupted all plans.

"Seal the smoke and seal the smoke, there are snipers over there, and the leaves are crawling into the smoke."

"Huangzi, why are you staring blankly, set up a gun, I'll help someone, direction 105! Don't go there!"

There was an angry shout, but it was obviously too late.

Now Xin Yu's whole heart is in a mess, he doesn't even know what he is doing at all, he only has the wall clock on the wall in his eyes, and the time is passing by every minute and every second.

The hour hand pointed to eleven, and the night outside the window fell heavily, making Xin Yu a little out of breath.

"Oh, Brother Xiao Bao is indeed Brother Bao, we are really willing to bow down." As soon as the simulation match ended, Ai Yawei immediately stepped forward to flatter him.

"I probably looked at your combat routines. To be honest, it's okay. There are no major problems, but there are too many small shortcomings that need to be paid attention to."

"Brother Bao, give us some pointers."

"Okay, let's have a brief meeting while there is still some time."

"Ah? Still driving?" Xin Yu was anxious.

Little Brother Bao gave him a strange look, and said, "Yes, there are some issues that must be discussed."

Xin Yu planned to hold a small meeting to talk about the problems in the game. It shouldn't take too long, half an hour at most, and it only took ten minutes to get to Yan Xiwen's house from here, and he should be able to get there before twelve o'clock. .

As a result, things often backfire, and plans never keep up with changes.

He didn't know before that Brother Xiaobao was so talkative, he could repeat a nonsense over and over again, and he said it was a simple meeting, but it turned out to be a meeting of the National People's Congress. Head to listen to the precautions in the game explained by Brother Xiaobao.

Xin Yu remembered that he should send Yan Xiwen a text message in advance, but he went to take out his mobile phone and didn't take it out for a long time. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be in the lounge.

Damn it, why did everything rush to this day.

The minute hand moved forward at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it quietly pointed to fifty——

"sorry!"

Just as Little Bao was spitting and talking, Xin Yu suddenly got up and interrupted him shamelessly.

Everyone was stunned and looked around in surprise.

Brother Xiaobao's face darkened immediately.

"I'm really sorry, Brother Bao, I have something urgent to do today, so I have to go now." After finishing speaking, Xin Yu rushed out the door almost without looking back.

Little Bao and Ai Yawei were left looking at each other.

Xin Yu ran to the lounge to get his cell phone and put on his jacket. When he turned on the cell phone, he saw several missed calls on the screen.

He immediately felt as if he had been hit in the head, and hurriedly opened the missed call, but unexpectedly found that the dozen or so calls were from the old lady, and the call couldn't get through, so the old lady simply sent a text message, asking him for his ID number, Said that she was in the insurance company to help him insure.

After a while, I said no, my mother had already told her.

Xin Yu flipped through the call records, but for the first time, Yan Xiwen didn't even have a single inquiry message.

The pace that was moving forward suddenly stopped.

Yes, maybe people are just asking politely, maybe now, they have already lived a wonderful two-person world with the person they like, so if they go by themselves, will it be an interruption?

Xin Yu walked forward aimlessly. When he passed the central square, the hour hand of the standing clock in the center of the square happened to point to twelve.

The drunk who came home late swayed and sang loudly and walked over, bumping into Xin Yu hard.

Xin Yu couldn't dodge in time, he staggered to the ground, and the cake in his hand fell to the ground.

"Boy! You don't have long eyes when you walk!" The drunk cursed angrily, then continued to walk forward while staggering and singing.

Xin Yu sat on the ground for a long time before he picked up the cake and patted the dirt on his body.

Although, the cake still has to be delivered, maybe they are still waiting for their cake to arrive.

By the time Xin Yu arrived at Yan Xiwen's house, it was already past 40:[-] at night. From a distance, his small villa was shrouded in the cold winter night, and the two stone lamps at the door gave off a warm light with tiredness. .

Xin Yu took a deep breath and walked slowly, thinking whether to stay for a while symbolically before leaving, but unexpectedly, he saw Yan Xiwen standing at the door with his head bowed, wearing only a thin shirt.

Xin Yu thought that Yan Xiwen had finished the birthday party and came out to watch the "Are you dating?" leave, so he stayed where he was for a while, making sure that the person would not come back before walking over cautiously.

Yan Xiwen looked very cold, his lips were lavender, his hair was wet with night dew, his body was still shaking slightly, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I was delayed by something urgent tonight. I bought the cake." As he spoke, Xin Yu also showed the crumpled cake box to Yan Xiwen.

Yan Xiwen didn't move, and didn't look at him, but just stared forward with distracted eyes.

"Where are your friends, are they all gone? Are they all waiting for my cake?" Xin Yu forced the corners of his mouth to smile.

Yan Xiwen didn't speak, turned his head and walked into the house.

Xin Yu hurriedly followed, smiling apologetically: "I'm really sorry, there is also an emergency on my side, and I can't get away."

Yan Xiwen felt that the fault was not the late cake, nor Xin Yu who was too busy to leave, but his ridiculous expectations and obsessions.

When he heard the doorbell rang, he opened the door a little nervously and excitedly, but there was a real estate agent standing at the door, asking him to park the car and not block the road at the door.

Since then, he has been standing at the door, waiting for someone who should appear.

An hour, two hours, finally, twelve o'clock, the birthday passed, as usual, but not quite the same.

At the beginning, he patiently comforted himself, because he must have been delayed by something, or there was a traffic jam in the evening rush hour, but he was still forced to smile afterwards, telling himself that he was not the kind of person who broke his word, maybe it was because of urgent facts that it was difficult to get out.

I wanted to make a phone call to ask, but I was afraid that he was dealing with urgent matters and calling would disturb him, so I kept waiting.

In the end, Yan Xiwen was even worried that something had happened to him on the road, and just as he was about to call him, he saw a figure poking his head, sneaking over like a thief.

Obviously he is here, but why do I still feel lost?

"How long have you been standing outside, why don't you wear more clothes, it's as cold as ice."

When Xin Yu accidentally touched Yan Xiwen's body, he realized that he had been standing at the door for a long time.

"Cut the cake. I also bought a twelve-inch one. It seems that the two of us can't finish it." Xin Yu's smile was filled with bitterness.

He opened the cake box, and the aroma of cream came to his face immediately, but the delicate fruit cake and the chubby little fat pig were all rotten into a lump and a mess.

Maybe it was smashed by the drunk when he came over just now.

Xin Yu stared blankly at the cake, feeling dead silent in his heart.

"Even though it doesn't look very good, it's still edible." Xin Yu worked hard to mobilize the muscles on his face to make his smile not so ugly.

Yan Xiwen didn't speak, but just stood quietly, looking at the rotten cake, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." At this moment, apart from apologizing, Xin Yu didn't know what to say.

I am such a spoilsport.

"Don't say I'm sorry, I don't like these three words." After a long time, Yan Xiwen finally opened his mouth slowly, "Besides, you didn't apologize to me at all."

Speaking of it, I really didn't mean to blame him, but I was somewhat disappointed in my heart.

My parents have been abroad and rarely come back, so no one celebrated my birthday when I was a child, and my parents would only make a symbolic blessing on an ocean phone call, and the nanny would never think of buying me a cake to celebrate.

After growing up, I have tens of millions of fans. Every year, countless fans come from all over the country to celebrate my birthday. The cakes are often piled up on the table, but the manager keeps telling me that high-calorie things are not good. You can eat, and you must keep in good shape.

So in the end, those cakes were just used to pose for pictures to please fans.

For a long time, Yan Xiwen's biggest doubt was what the cake tasted like, whether it was sweet, sour, or bitter.

Once the beating incident was exposed, his popularity was greatly reduced, but unexpectedly, Yan Xiwen felt that this was not a bad thing. If so, why not get the freedom that he has been looking for so hard.

So this kind of expectation brings with it a trace of persistence.

I thought it could be achieved today, but this person, even if he couldn't get away from something, didn't remember to call to inform him, so that he stood like an idiot in thin clothes for more than three days in the weather with only a few degrees Hour.

At last he came, and brought with him a cake that had been smashed to pieces.

The more Yan Xiwen thought about it, the more wronged she became, and the more she thought about it, the more pitiful she felt, so her eyes blushed uncontrollably inadvertently.

Xin Yu looked at him cautiously, and suddenly saw his red eye sockets, and was a little at a loss for a while, so he quickly took out a tissue and awkwardly wiped his eyes.

Yan Xiwen pushed him away: "What to do, I won't shed tears over such trivial things."

Xin Yu withdrew his hand awkwardly, looked at him, with an unpredictable expression on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, otherwise, I'll make another cake for you tomorrow, and it won't break again this time .”

In Xin Yu's impression, Yan Xiwen has always been the kind of high-ranking, arrogant and rude type, but today he accidentally ran into him because of a cake, he was wronged like a puppy.

Looking at the neatly arranged and untouched dinner, Xin Yu wondered if the person he liked didn't come, which made him so disappointed.

It turned out that he just needed someone to accompany him.

It turns out that the taller a person stands, the lonelier he will be.

"Wait for me, wait for me." Xin Yu suddenly realized something, and quickly comforted Yan Xiwen to sit down.

"Why." With an aggrieved expression.

"Wait for me, soon."

After finishing speaking, Xin Yu hurried out of Yan Xiwen's house.

He walked around the commercial street and saw that all the pastry shops were closed, except for a 24-hour convenience store.

He bought fresh eggs and milk bread, picked out some fresh ones from the pile of overnighted fruits, bought chocolates and flower decorators, and finally carried a plastic bag full of ingredients in a hurry. rush back.

When he went back, Yan Xiwen was sitting on the sofa with his head propped up in a daze. When he saw Xin Yu, he glanced at him, then turned his head away from him.

Xin Yu opened the webpage and found the tutorial, and followed the online steps to beat egg whites, add oil, add milk and sugar, and finally made a soft lump of cream, then he arranged the bread tightly into a square, spread the cream around, and used a mounting device A row of decorative cream flowers was crookedly mounted, and the cut fruits were arranged as nicely as possible. Finally, the words "Happy Birthday" were written on the chocolate with syrup.

Yan Xiwen, who had been sitting in a daze in the living room, waited for half an hour, when he heard the sound of a war in the kitchen, and just wanted to go over to see what this kid was doing——

The lights suddenly went out, and he was plunged into darkness.

But in this darkness, a faint yellow light appeared.

Behind the warm candlelight was a slightly nervous little face.

The out-of-tune and ugly birthday song sounded, and every note spared no effort to shake my heart.

"The cake shop is closed, so I can only make it myself. It's my first work, it's a bit ugly, and maybe it doesn't taste very good, don't mind." Xin Yu gently put the cake on the table, and smiled shyly.

Yan Xiwen stared at him blankly, suddenly he didn't know how to place his hands.

He could only stare blankly, at a loss, looking at him——

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and make a wish." Xin Yu couldn't help urging.

When Yan Xiwen heard this, he put his hands together quickly, closed his eyes nervously, and played back his wish in his mind over and over again like a naive elementary school student:

I wish you all the best in your future days.

Opening his eyes, he carefully blew out the candle, and then Yan Xiwen directly took down the piece of chocolate with his hand, took a bite, and tasted it carefully.

"How does it taste?" Xin Yu asked expectantly.

"bitter."

"what?"

"It's a little bit sweeter, but only a little bit." As he spoke, Yan Xiwen stretched out his hand and gestured.

Xin Yu smiled and pushed the cake to his hand: "It's all yours, eat slowly."

After that, whenever Yan Xiwen recalled the special cake that night, he could answer with certainty that the cake was sweet, very sweet, almost melting the taste buds.