Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

Lu Weiming carried his birthday gift and entered the inner hall of the building together with Sha Ou. There were already waiters waiting in the hall. Seeing them coming in, he hurriedly greeted them, wanting to take the gift box in Lu Weiming's hand, but he turned sideways to avoid it. opened.

"Need not."

That posture is like a three-and-a-half-year-old holding candy and not letting go.

They took the VIP elevator to the banquet hall on the top floor.

After getting out of the elevator, the huge glass door of the banquet hall is opposite. Shaou glanced lightly, and could see that the door was full of guests and friends, participating in the grand event.

The crystal chandelier on the top of the hall is clear and swaying, casting a circle of light like a cloud of smoke, and soothing piano music floats from the corner, the sound of the piano is lonely, and the soft melody flows in the air, seemingly real and unreal.

And Lu Wei said that he must do what he said, saying that Shaou didn't need to show up, so he really took him directly through the corridor, pushed open a mahogany side door connected to the banquet hall, and went straight to the terrace outside the hall.

There is a rest area on the terrace, surrounded by pure white sofas in a semi-curved shape, and fruit juices and exquisite refreshments are placed on the low coffee table.

Lu Weiming looked at Sha Ou and then at the gift box in his hand, and said, "Sit down and wait for me."

"Yeah." Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Sha Ou couldn't help being amused, pointed to the big box in his hand, and said, "Hold this one for you first?"

Lu Weiming gave a "tsk" and didn't say if it was okay.

Sha Ou sighed: "It's not possible, besides, you can't hold it to cut the cake."

"......Fine."

When Lu Weiming handed over the warm box to him, his expression was as reluctant as it could be.

Reluctantly, it was almost zero o'clock, so at the age of three and a half, Lu had no choice but to straighten his brand new shirt collar, wear the title of Young Master Lu, and hurried back to the banquet hall to cut the cake.

The night wind in early April was still slightly chilly. Shaou sat down in the rest area and put the gift box aside. From this angle, he could just see the magnificent panorama of the hall.

He saw Lu Weiming walk to the center of the venue, and whispered a few words with a man and a woman standing arm in arm, it should be his parents.Afterwards, the huge crystal chandelier in the center of the hall's ceiling dimmed instantly, leaving only the light of a dozen or so wall lamps around it. The warm tones illuminated the entire inner hall softly and warmly.

Suddenly, the melody of "Happy Birthday Song" sounded softly, and the surrounding guests clapped their hands along with the rhythm, and a chasing light hit Lu Weiming from top to bottom. He stood in the middle of the clear light and shadow, with a calm and elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, Watching the waiter push the cake trolley in front of him.

Although Lu Weiming never stopped complaining about his father, but at this moment, Lu Zhengting personally picked up the cake knife, handed it to him, and then patted him on the shoulder lightly.

This scene made Sha Ou, who was sitting on the terrace outside the hall, suddenly teary-eyed.

However, Lu Weiming didn't cut the cake directly, but took a few steps to the side, took old man Su's arm, and helped him to the cake cart kindly and respectfully.

In the end, it was grandpa who held his hand and jointly cut the knife that represented his coming-of-age ceremony.

If you are only a gentleman, you will be blessed.

When the lights in the hall came on, everyone applauded and blessed.

Sand Gull bent the corners of his mouth in the cool night wind, and said softly——

"Peter Pan, happy birthday."

The most important part of cake cutting is over, which means Licheng. Lu Weiming didn't have so much patience to wait for those who know or don't know to congratulate one by one, so he cut a cake with the number "eighteen" pattern, avoiding Everyone hurried back to the terrace.

When he saw Sha Ou was still sitting on the sofa waiting for him, he was obviously relieved, and the calm and steady look of a wealthy and noble son just now disappeared when he saw him.

Lu Weiming sat down beside Sha Ou, heaved a sigh of exhaustion, then handed him the cake tray, and said with a smile: "Try, does your birthday cake have an adult taste?"

Sha Ou took the tray and said with a chuckle, "Your metaphor..." He stopped half of the words, and then chuckled again, "Forget it."

Seeing the pattern on the cake, Shaou was a bit surprised: "Shouldn't you eat this piece by yourself?"

Lu Weiming unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt, and felt that his breathing was much easier. He sat down beside Sha Ou and said, "Let's eat together. When you celebrate your birthday, you have to have your piece too." My share, in exchange for something, I'm taking a seat first."

Sha Ou nodded and said, "Okay."

"You eat first, I will open the present!"

"..." Sha Ou paused slightly with his hand holding the fork, and gave him a complicated look: "Such things as opening gifts... must be done in front of the gift giver?"

"That must be!" Lu Weiming had already untied the ribbon knot, and replied naturally: "Is it forbidden to come in person for inspection!"

Sha Ou: "...No, if you are not satisfied, why do you want to withdraw?"

Lu Weiming kept his hands on, but his movements were very gentle. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled: "That can't be done, but I may ask to return to the factory, or...extra compensation?"

Sandgull: "..."

Another year has passed, and they are all adults, but Qingqi's brain circuits still haven't made any progress. From this, it can be seen that things like IQ really have nothing to do with age.

Although he complained so much in his heart, when Lu Weiming opened the whole box and took out the gift from it, Shaou still put the tray on the small table, paying attention to his expression.

And Lu Weiming, ever since he took out the thing, his eyes stayed on it from beginning to end, and he was silent for a moment.

He remained silent for a long time, without even a slight change in his expression. This situation really made Sha Ou feel a little nervous.

"You... don't like it?"

It was not until he heard his voice that Lu Weiming's shoulders trembled slightly, as if he had suddenly returned to reality from a dream, and the emotions on his face also had a sense of reality.

He heard his own voice trembling, but he couldn't control himself: "...No, I, I like it, I like it very much."

I like it so much that I can perform a live performance with tears in my eyes.

What Shaou sent him was a set of pure handmade models made in scale.

——It is a panoramic model of the main campus of BSU.

From the stone tablet walls on both sides of the gate, to the long stone piers carved with six gilded characters in the center, to the glazed archway standing not far from the school gate, and the first students of each school and department distributed in the huge campus. , the second teaching building, the training hall, the track and field, the ice sports center, and even the famous "Road to Champions" all have their place.

All the architectural models are made of cardboard shells according to the original architectural form, the outer layer is covered with a layer of cooked rice paper, and colored according to the pigments corresponding to the real objects.

I don't know how much energy and painstaking effort it will take to perfectly reproduce such a gift.

Lu Weiming's eyes flickered, and he almost exhausted all his strength to shift his gaze from the model in his hand to Shaou's body. His voice was still trembling, but he couldn't control it: "You gave me this..."

After hearing him say that he likes it, Sha Ou felt relieved, and the originally cool tone was subconsciously tinged with warmth.

He said with a smile: "I give you your Utopia. I hope that all your previous wishes will come true. After you become an adult, you will have no regrets."

May your life be smooth, that what you desire can be obtained, and what you expect can come true.

The night wind blows.

The young man in front of him had starry eyes and a light smile. For a moment, Lu Weiming almost thought that he would lose control.

He suddenly wanted to hug this person.

I want to tell him all the thoughts that I don't know how to say.

As evidenced by the starlight in the sky, every word cuts my heart.

However, the gift of a model in his hand stops him.

It shouldn't be the occasion, it shouldn't be the time.

His confession can only be cherished on the home field that belongs to the person in front of him.

While rationally pulling, he regained his voice: "Thank you, really...I...I don't know what to say..."

The smile in Sha Ou's eyes became more and more obvious: "Okay, I won't move you like this, don't cry again for a while."

Lu Weiming: "Do you need me to cry?"

Don't say it, he's really good now.

Sha Ou waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, I'm not good at coaxing people, especially not good at coaxing a crying bag who has just grown up, please bear with it."

Thinking that Lu Weiming had been sitting with him outside for a long time, and all the guests in the banquet hall hadn't left, since the presents had also been delivered, Shaou got up to bid farewell.

"Okay, I'm going home, and one last thing to say, happy birthday."

Lu Weiming also stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

"No need." Sha Ou pointed to the model he was reluctant to let go of, and said, "It's inconvenient for you to carry this out."

Lu Weiming: "But..."

Sha Ou joked, "Why don't you put it somewhere first?"

Lu Weiming shook his head decisively.

Sha Ou expected that he would refuse, so he only bent the corner of his lower lip, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "If you don't walk home, you will miss the time. You greet the guests, and I will go downstairs by myself."

Lu Weiming gave a "hmm" and watched him turn and walk towards the side door on the balcony.

But one second before Sha Ou pushed open the door, he suddenly called his name softly again.

"Sea Gull."

In fact, Lu Weiming used many private names for him on weekdays. In his memory, he called him "Xueba", "Mr. Xiaosha", and "God of Chef". Call him "same table".

So when he heard him call his name at first, Sha Ou felt a little curious and fresh.

He turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Weiming stared straight at the young man in the night wind, and unconsciously tightened his fingers holding the base of the model. His throat was sour and his eye sockets were swollen, but his voice was soft and steady.

"Wait a little longer, wait for me for three months."

Sha Ou instantly understood the metaphor in his words.

The beating frequency of the heart fluctuated, but Sha Ou's face remained calm, he just smiled and said: "Why, do you want to return the gift?"

Midsummer July is his birthday.

"Yes." Lu Weiming said, "I've been preparing for a long time, so don't refuse."

I want to put all that I can give, all, the best, and all, in your hands.

Sha Ou's hand in his pocket gradually formed a fist secretly, and after a while, he nodded very lightly.

He said, good.

I am waiting.

The author has something to say: Come on~ So what Xiaosha sent is indeed a handmade model, the little angels who guessed "three-dimensional model", "handmade landscaping", or directly guessed "model" in the comment area of ​​the last chapter are all good Amazing!The red envelope has been sent, please check it, mua~

This chapter, although a bit short, but!Can't stand it!sweet!Tomorrow I will try to grow thicker, so let's chat~

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