he can fly

98.

But she lay all the time,

There was no way to get out of bed.

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It was only eight o'clock in the evening when Yan Tang took Ai Bao to the milk tea shop.

It is the best time for commercial street business.

Ai Bao's favorite milk tea shop belongs to an Internet celebrity milk tea shop. The shop is not big, and the main income is takeaway.Yan Tang and Ai Bao waited in line for a long time before they could buy the black pearl milk tea and small glutinous rice ball milk tea that Ai Bao wanted to drink.

Yan Tang finally complied with Ai Bao's wishes, and the waiter who didn't call for milk tea only made half of it.

Anyway, Ai Bao stared at him with his big round eyes and pouted his small mouth, Yan Tang basically had no choice but to surrender.

If Ai Bao still shakes Yan Tang's hand coquettishly, Yan Tang might endure humiliation and lose power, and sign a series of unfair treaties with Ai Bao.

In short, it was only to blame that the enemy's firepower was strong, biting Yan Tang's Achilles' heel.

"I can only drink half a cup, do you hear me, baby?" Yan Tang handed the Heizhuzhu milk tea with the straw poked to Ai Bao, and he held another cup of small glutinous rice ball milk tea in his hand.

He still has to make the last struggle.

A half glass is better than a full glass too, right?

Ai Bao nodded humbly, and he readily agreed when he took the milk tea, "Ai Bao heard it!"

He stretched out his fat hand to take some cold milk tea.

Aibao lowered his head and took a deep breath.

"Yan Yan also drinks!" While chewing the black beads in his mouth, he raised his hand and passed the milk tea to Yan Tang to drink.

Yan Tang had no interest in milk tea.

But when Ai Bao shared milk tea with him, the look on Xiaoyuan's face, the anticipation and excitement when sharing what he liked with others was too obvious, the joy in his eyes was about to jump out, and he couldn't ignore it.

So Yan Tang could only bow his head and take a symbolic sip.

"Very sweet." Yan Tang swallowed the milk tea and commented.

Even milk tea with half sugar is surprisingly sweet.

But Yan Tang thought it was too sweet, but Ai Bao drank it very satisfied.

He held the milk tea and drank it happily and freely.

Yan Tang took Ai Bao by the hand, and the two of them took a walk in the park next to the milk tea shop, treating it as a way to digest food.

Originally, Yan Tang wanted to take Ai Bao to buy some small cakes, but Ai Bao said that he was too full to eat small cakes.

He discussed with Yan Tang that he would save this opportunity to "eat cake with Yan Yan" for the next time.

Yan Tang nodded, that's fine.

The park next to the milk tea shop is not as big as the sandy park that Ai Bao and Yan Tang went to before the Spring Festival, and there are not many people in it.

Yan Tang and Ai Bao went in, and all the way down, they just met people walking their dogs and chatting in twos and threes.

"Yanyan's birthday is going to be tomorrow!" As he walked, Ai Bao suddenly remembered this.

He stretched out his hand and gestured.

Yan Tang affirmed, "That's right, it's the day after tomorrow. Baby, tomorrow's tomorrow means the day after tomorrow."

Abbot snorted.

"Then how will Ai Bao and Yan Yan celebrate their birthday?" He asked, "Is it a day to eat a big cake?"

Ai Bao tried hard to recall how he spent his birthday.

But that was too far away for him.

Yan Tang rubbed his head, "Yes, we will eat a big cake that day."

"Then what are we going to do then?" Ai Bao asked again.

He blinked his eyes wide and followed Yan Tang with interest.

They walked to the lake in the park. The lake is lively in summer, with cicadas singing and trees singing one after another.

"I don't know too much, baby." Yan Tang thought for a long time, but found nothing.

His birthday was too far away for him, too.

He hasn't had a birthday at home since the year his mother left them.

When they were in high school, Xu Zhengshen and Guo Jiayi celebrated Yan Tang's birthday once or twice.

Among them, what they do seems to be eating cakes and blowing out candles.

Yan Tang still remembers that when he was 16 years old, on his birthday night, Xu Zhengshen and Guo Jiayi dragged him into his home, pulled him out of the bed, and even carried him into the back mountain of the school.

When he was bitten all over his leg by mosquitoes, the two of them brought out the candled cake and wished him a happy birthday.

It's hard to imagine that Xu Zhengshen, who has always looked rational and calm, would make such a "surprise" with Guo Jiayi.

That was probably the happiest birthday in Yan Tang's memory.

Although the mosquitoes were fed all night, the cake was not big, and the three big boys ate it in a few bites.

But at that time, everything hadn't started yet.

Everything is not over yet.

"Okay then." Ai Bao thought for a while, "What will Ai Bao do on Yan Yan's birthday?"

He suddenly remembered, "Is there a birthday gift?"

Yan Tang vaguely remembered this.

But he didn't care too much.

"It's nothing, baby, you don't need to bother so much, just the two of us." Yan Tang pinched Ai Bao's small face and said.

Abbot groaned again.

He took a few sips of milk tea.

The black beads are soft and sticky, they roll around in Ai Bao's mouth.

"Doesn't Yan Yan like birthdays?" Ai Bao swallowed his mouth full of milk tea, and suddenly looked up at Yan Tang and asked.

There was pure curiosity in his almond eyes.

Yan Tang was stopped by Ai Bao for a moment.

He froze for a moment, wondering why Ai Bao thought he didn't like birthdays?

"Baby, why do you ask me this question?" Yan Tang asked.

Ai Bao raised his head as it should and said, "Because Ai Bao feels that Yan Yan is a little bit unhappy."

He stretched out his hand, pressing his index finger and thumb together, making a little distance.

"When Yan Yan told Ai Bao about his birthday, Ai Bao felt that Yan Yan was a little unhappy." He said.

Yan Tang did not expect Ai Bao to be so sensitive.

He lowered his head to look at Ai Bao who was beside him.

Ai Bao's eyes were shining, he looked at Yan Tang, as if saying to him, 'Ai Bao knows everything! '

Yan Tang touched his forehead.

Don't like birthdays, it's really true.

However, he didn't think that the reason why he didn't like birthday was suitable for Aibao to tell.

And he didn't know what to say.

"...How should I put it, baby," Yan Tang said slowly, "It's not that I hate birthdays, but there were two bad things that happened on my birthday, so I don't celebrate it much..."

When Yan Tang was 14 years old, his mother left Yan Dong and him.

In the same year, on his birthday, he broke his father's secret.

Since then, he has avoided birthdays like a snake and a scorpion.

He tried his best not to think about it, tried his best to forget those disgusting and dirty things.

Just when Yan Tang thought he had almost digested it, and could accept some things calmly——

On his 17th birthday, he saw his good buddy kissing his first love in the woods.

Xu Zhengshen reached into Guo Jiayi's clothes.

He stroked Guo Jiayi's thin back.

Guo Jiayi turned his back to Yan Tang, he was moaning, twisting like a snake, asking Xu Zhengshen to touch it harder.

Xu Zhengshen faced Yan Tang, he licked Guo Jiayi's ear with his tongue, and kissed Guo Jiayi's side face.

He looked at the startled Yan Tang, and slowly smiled at Yan Tang.

Xu Zheng's scarlet tongue, and his weird smile still make Yan Tang feel sick to this day.

They are equally disgusting and dirty.

Since then, Yan Tang never had a birthday.

He gradually forgot about his birthday.

Yan Tang didn't know how to tell Ai Bao about this.

The entanglements in it are too complicated, and the logic in it is also a mess.

Moreover, it is not suitable for Ai Bao to know.

Yan Tang found that he couldn't think of anything to explain why he didn't like birthdays.

He walked hand in hand with Ai Bao a little silently.

Ai Bao took Yan Tang's hand, shook it a few times, and broke the silence first.

"That's too bad!"

He said.

Ai Bao didn't ask Yan Tang why, or what was wrong.

He only held Yan Tang's hand, and they walked slowly around the lake together.

The lake is very big. In a sense, it is a small sea. Like the big sea, it is very quiet.

It looked at Yan Tang quietly, and also looked at Ai Bao quietly.

It doesn't bother these two.

Ai Bao thought for a while, then suddenly said, "When Dad was not sick, every time Ai Bao celebrated his birthday, he would buy a big cake and celebrate Ai Bao's birthday with his mother."

"Father said, 'Ai Bao is his and his mother's little prince, and he and his mother will buy birthday cakes for Ai Bao every year'." He raised his head and looked at Yan Tang, his chubby face was full of calm.

"But Dad was gone, and before Dad left, Elbo asked Dad, 'Could Dad not go?'—like Elbow asked the second mom, but Dad said, 'I'm sorry, Elbow, Dad will Always loved you', and then he left."

Ai Bao said, "After my father left, my mother always wanted to leave. She was so sad, it was raining every day, and Ai Bao and Ai Bao's birthdays were also forgotten."

The moonlight sprinkled on Ai Bao's fair face, and it spread into Ai Bao's eyes, illuminating Ai Bao's eyes brightly.

Yan Tang looked at Ai Bao and didn't know what to say for a while.

He always knew that Abbott had a troubled past.

Maybe during the years when his father was alive, he lived happily.

In Ai Bao's description, his father would take him to fly a kite, read story books with him, and praise Ai Bao as the smartest child in the world.

But such happiness is short-lived.

The 17-year-old Aibao was just happy for a short time.

"So, Ai Bao doesn't like birthdays either," Ai Bao held Yan Tang's hand tightly, and he continued, "Both Ai Bao and Ai Bao's birthdays are forgotten, and Ai Bao doesn't like birthdays either." .”

Yan Tang holds Ai Bao back.

"It's okay, baby, I remember your birthday, your birthday is November 11th, and I remember you too," Yan Tang put his arms around Ai Bao gently, and said to him, "Every year from now on, I will accompany you It's your birthday."

Ai Bao held the black pearl milk tea that he still had a small half, and rubbed it back into Yan Tang's arms.

"Ai Bao wants to accompany Yan Yan to celebrate her birthday every year." He said.

Yan Tang hugged Ai Bao, and they stood by the lake.

A gust of wind blows from the lake, it carries the scorching heat of summer, and also carries the fragrance of unknown, small flowers in the grass.

Ai Bao's curly hair trembled with the wind.

"Yan Yan, who doesn't like birthdays, and Ai Bao, who also doesn't like birthdays," he looked up at Yan Tang from Yan Tang's arms.

"Yan Yan, who doesn't like birthdays, and Ai Bao, who doesn't like birthdays, celebrate birthdays together, will they start to like birthdays a little bit?"

Abbot asked.

Yan Tang was not in a hurry to answer Ai Bao's question.

His fingers carefully scraped Ai Bao's cheeks, and brushed a strand of curly hair that escaped around behind Ai Bao's ears.

"I think, yes," Yan Tang said.

"My baby and I would love birthdays."

He said.

Ai Bao curled up in Yan Tang's arms and laughed.

The moonlight turned into a crescent moon in Ai Bao's eyes.

Ai Bao took a few sips of the black pearl milk tea, and now he felt happy again.