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Jiang Bai's birthday was at the beginning of the year. At that time, the Spring Festival had just passed a few days, and everyone was still on vacation. Qin Ang thought about calling a group of people to help Jiang Bai celebrate his birthday in a serious way. .

He has always done what he said, especially in the case of Jiang Bai, and he is absolutely unambiguous.A few days before the birthday party, he specially pulled up a small group, secretly plotting big things under Jiang Bai's nose.

Little Overlord of the Municipal Bureau: Hurry up!How do you usually celebrate your birthday?Come on someone with an idea! !

Decimal multiplication and division: huh?Team Qin, it's your birthday!

Little Overlord of the Municipal Bureau: No, it's you, Reporter Xiaojiang!

Decimal Multiplication Table: ! !shock!Why didn't you say it earlier!when is itIs it too late for me to prepare a present?

Worried grandma: Wow, happy birthday to reporter Xiaojiang!

No. [-] Gao Fushuai: Wow, I wish reporter Xiaojiang a happy birthday!

The unknown Xiao Zhang next door: Wow, happy birthday to reporter Xiao Jiang!

Being a brother during the day and being a father at night: What?Is it Jiang Bai's birthday?Why didn't he say it?Wow, happy birthday to reporter Xiaojiang! (copied above)

City Bureau Bully: . . .What's the use of telling me, he's not in the group. . . .

Everyone:. . . . .

Little Overlord of the Municipal Bureau: I wanted to have a birthday for him, so I invited a few people to celebrate it for him. As you all know, he didn't celebrate his birthday very much.

No. [-] Gao Fushuai: All right, no problem, how do you want to live, I will pay for it!

Decimal Multiplication Table: Guard!It is reasonable to suspect that Team Qin was waiting for your words when he pulled you in, hahaha.

Bully of the Municipal Bureau: No way, he has money.

The first tall, rich and handsome:. . . . .

After a few nights of thoughtful planning by the city bureau team, coupled with the money blessing of the rich and handsome Wei Yun, the secret plan for Jiang Bai's birthday is quite perfect-of course, it is another matter if the implementation is not perfect.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Qin Ang specially got up early and made two breakfast sandwiches, thinking about waiting for the soy milk to be squeezed before going to wake up Jiang Bai who always sleeps until ninety o'clock.

But that guy was very obedient today, before Qin Ang was busy calling for someone, he had already got up in a daze.

When Qin Ang entered the room, he happened to see a sleepy-eyed man, with a dazed expression on his face for a moment, staring at his pillow absently, maybe he wasn't awake, or he was thinking about something else.

It's a bit like a child's sense of loss when he wakes up in the morning and finds that no one is with him.

Qin Ang's heart was lightly pricked by something, it was neither painful nor itchy, but a little uncomfortable.

He stood at the door and called softly, "Jiang Bai."

Jiang Bai blinked his eyes, suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly turned his head to look at him, his blank pupils lit up, and he raised the corners of his lips, "Good morning."

Qin Ang walked up to him, pinched the man's chin, bowed his head and kissed him.

The winter in the south is dry, and there is no heating in the house. He often wakes up with chapped lips. Qin Ang can feel the wrinkles on Jiang Bai's lips, thinking to himself, should I buy a lipstick?This guy will use it.

His original intention was to kiss and touch to appease and appease people, and it was almost time to have breakfast, but he just forgot that Jiang Bai is a person who pushes his feet.

Jiang Bai pulled his collar and bit his upper lip unceremoniously. He hissed in pain. This guy took advantage of this moment to pry open his teeth and drove straight in, his lips and teeth intersecting.

Public prostitution in the daytime, that's all.

Qin Ang's whole body was pulled down, one of them couldn't support it, and the two of them fell on the bed, their jaws were smashed together, and the pain caused them to wink at each other.

Qin Ang propped up his hands and lowered his eyebrows to look at the instigator, "Still laughing?"

Jiang Bai rubbed his lips, pretending to be innocent, "It still hurts."

"Go," Qin Ang stared at him, "Brush your teeth and get ready for breakfast."

Jiang Bai watched Qin Ang get up, straighten his clothes like a gentleman, and couldn't help but sneer, "You, deputy head of the Municipal Bureau, cook and wash clothes for me at home every day, I'm quite embarrassed. "

Qin Ang paused, and looked down at him, "Tsk, what do you mean, do you want to cook by yourself?"

Jiang Bai opened his eyes slightly, got up suddenly, pressed the back of Qin Ang's head and slapped him on the face, and then ran to the bathroom at a lightning speed, "No, I encourage you to keep working hard!"

Qin Ang scolded with a smile, "Get lost!"

Jiang Bai is a very lazy person. Since Meng Yang came back to the present, he can basically stay out of the house by recuperating his injuries. Some people will be willing to hold him in the days when clothes come to stretch out his hands and rice comes to open his mouth, like a big master.

According to the past, Qin Ang would not take people out in such sub-zero weather.But not today, no matter what, I have to take people out for a walk today, and I have to give Zheng Er and his group a chance to arrange a birthday scene.

"No," Jiang Bai looked at Qin Ang incomprehensibly after going out with a face of cold wind, "Why do you have to go to the supermarket in this cold weather, isn't there everything at home?"

"Who told you that there is no shortage," Qin Ang put the woolen cap in his hand on Jiang Bai's head involuntarily, "You don't cook, sweep the floor, or wash clothes, how can you know what is missing at home?"

"..." Jiang Bai rarely choked, and laughed speechlessly, "Go, go! Just follow you, go anywhere!"

The weather was cold, and there were not many people in the supermarket. Jiang Bai pushed the shopping cart and followed Qin Ang obediently, watching the tall man with a height of 1.8 meters picking vegetables with the aunts in the vegetable area. This picture is No matter how you look at it, there is a sense of violation.

Qin Ang is wearing a nylon coat today. The coat is longer than the thighs, making the legs straighter. The neck looks extraordinarily slender under the turtleneck sweater. The cuffs are rolled up habitually, revealing the protruding wrist. wrist.

In the crowd, he is the most outstanding existence, not only in appearance, but also in ability.

But he is such an excellent person. The most embarrassing appearance Jiang Bai has seen him is crying like a child by his hospital bed, and he has also seen him cook and clean himself.

In front of others, he is always excellent and capable, and he gave all his tenderness and love to himself.

Jiang Bai's heart warmed, he subconsciously bent his eyebrows, and a smile jumped to the end of his eyes.

Qin Ang turned back, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing," Jiang Bai shrugged, his eyes fell on the bottle in Qin Ang's hand, "Why do you choose canned soy milk?"

"Ping An doesn't like this very much."

"? Is she coming at night?"

Qin Ang was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he had almost revealed his secrets by accident, "No, I didn't hear Zheng Er said it, but let's buy it first, maybe Ping An will come tomorrow."

Jiang Bai didn't doubt that there was him, took the can of soy milk, and continued to walk forward with Qin Ang in disgust, "I don't know who inherited the strong taste."

"She only has one father, who else can she inherit from?" Qin Ang paused and looked at him amusedly, "I heard from Zheng Er, have you personally brought Ping An for a while?"

Jiang Bai raised his eyebrows, "Yes, I just came back to Huaicheng, and I'm not familiar with the place, so I can only rely on Zheng Er to help me find a way, and in return I will help him bring safety."

It's also funny to say that he, a person who has held a knife since he was a child, can still get along with a child and make trouble.When Zheng Er was not around, Jiang Bai relied on the note left by Zheng Er to make milk powder for Ping An, change diapers, and think of ways to coax him to sleep. During that time, he was simply forced to become a nanny. Fortunately, I am gay, so I don't need to bring up children in the future.

But that child in Ping An is also very kind to him, and will ask him if he is in pain or tired after eating.The child's concern was pure and straightforward, and it was given to him safely.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bai's heart softened, and he silently took another can of soy milk from the shelf.

Qin Ang watched his behavior and couldn't help laughing.

Qin Ang led people around outside until the sunset and then returned home. Jiang Bai looked at the big bag of things in the trunk, and suddenly his flesh hurts—why does this guy spend so much money?Is it easy to get a salary these days?

He looked sideways at Qin Ang who was standing at the front of the car and was talking on the phone furtively, wondering in his heart, why would he talk so far away from him?

"No, what are you going to do with the flowers? Do you think he likes that thing?" Qin Ang complained to Wei Yun on the phone in a low voice, "Why don't you buy a firecracker? Shall I go downstairs and put it away?"

Wei Yun's voice came indistinctly from the phone, and Qin Ang's expression was instantly indifferent, "...Are you really ready? Your uncle."

"Huh? What uncle?" Jiang Bai's doubtful voice suddenly came from behind. The guilty Qin Ang almost jumped, and hung up the phone on the spot. "You walk without sound?"

Jiang Bai, "...who's calling?"

Qin Ang regained his composure, and took the things in Jiang Bai's hands calmly, "That idiot Wei Yun bought firecrackers and flowers for him to celebrate his birthday."

"Hahaha firecrackers and flowers, are you sure it's not for his father to celebrate?" Jiang Bai smiled.

Qin Ang paused, looked back at him with an unpredictable expression, "It's not impossible to think so."

When he reached the door of the house, Qin Ang raised his hand, revealing his trouser pocket, "Open the door."

Jiang Bai lazily stuffed it into Qin Ang's pocket, took out the key, and when he inserted it into the keyhole, Qin Ang couldn't help swallowing nervously, suddenly looking forward to Jiang Bai seeing the scene set up at home. What kind of expression.

Be happy, surprised, maybe happy.

However, Jiang Bai didn't unscrew the door right away, but looked back at him with the doorknob, "I always feel that you are plotting something?"

Qin Ang's eyelids twitched, "What's the plot? What day is it today? Isn't it just the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"

Jiang Bai was taken aback, "It seems to be the same."

Qin Ang laughed—it was something.

With a "click", Jiang Bai turned around and opened the door. The curtains were closed at some point in the room. In the evening, it was like a big dark night. I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only catch a glimpse of a black shadow flashing in front of me. The feeling is that the alarm bell in my brain is immediately sounded.

As soon as Qin Ang stepped into the door, he heard the sound of fists hitting the flesh in the room, followed by Zhou Xiaoshou's screams - "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Tap reporter Xiaojiang, it's me!!"

Jiang Bai and Qin Ang were taken aback at the same time, the difference was that Qin Ang had 1 mothers in his heart, and he suddenly realized that he should have known that giving Jiang Bai a surprise would be like this.

But Jiang Bai was really stunned, and it was only through the obscure light that he saw that the person who was pressed against the wall by himself was Zhou Xiaoshou.

"!?" He stepped back abruptly, "Officer Xiao Zhou? Why are you here?"

At this time, the lights in the room were turned on, and Jiang Bai's eyes lit up. He saw various balloons floating in the living room, and the four characters "Happy Birthday" were clearly pasted on the wall. Wei Yun and Zheng Zheng were crowded in front of them. You and others, Zheng Ping squeezed aside and smiled at him.

Jiang Bai raised his eyebrows, and looked at several big men in blank dismay.

An awkward atmosphere spread quietly.

. . . . . .

Behind him, Qin Ang pressed his temple with a headache. Why did he ask these people in the first place, and why did he adopt the plan to give Jiang Bai a birthday surprise?

Hu Yue took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, and took a few steps forward with a cake in his hand.The cake was of a mediocre style, with only one candle lit, and the words Happy Birthday crookedly written in chocolate sauce, it was ugly no matter how you looked at it.

He smiled dryly, "Haha, happy birthday, Reporter Xiaojiang."

Happy birthday?

A trace of daze flashed in Jiang Bai's eyes, and he remembered belatedly, the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, it was his birthday.

How did he forget this.

Qin Ang touched him from behind, "What's the matter? Don't make a wish? Zhou Xiaoshou, turn off the light."

"okay!"

The room fell into darkness again, and Jiang Bai only had a candle on the cake in front of him, and the candle flame flickered in his dark pupils.

He took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"Don't thank you, it's all Qin Ang's idea." Wei Yun took over the words, "Quick, make a wish, blow out candles, and eat a cake."

Qin Ang pressed his shoulder, "Make a wish."

Jiang Bai glanced at Qin Ang, then lightly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling under the candlelight.

——I don't have any wish, only one, I hope that the people I love and those who love me will be well.

"Huh", the candle was lightly blown out, and a cloud of white smoke carried his wish away, hoping that his wish would come true.

"Yeah, yeah," Ping An applauded enthusiastically, "you can eat cake!"

Jiang Bai couldn't help laughing, squatting down, "Zheng Ping'an, you need a gift to eat cake."

"Humph," Ping An pouted, "I bought it! Barbie!"

She struggled to find the Barbie doll she chose on the sofa, and handed it to Jiang Bai, "No, the most beautiful."

Jiang Bai couldn't laugh or cry, "Zheng Ping'an, I'm a man."

Pingan was puzzled, "Can't boys like Barbie dolls? Anyway, they won't give you armored warriors. Armored warriors are too ugly."

Tsk, good guy, remember this, buckle down a can of soy milk!

Jiang Bai took the Barbie doll reluctantly, and caught a glimpse of a bunch of flowers on the sofa from the corner of his eye, "This is..."

"It's me, it's me," Wei Yun casually held the flowers in front of Jiang Bai, "Come on, reporter Xiao Jiang, happy birthday."

Jiang Bai subconsciously went to look at Qin Ang, that guy was obviously secretly laughing - he dared to believe that the so-called "Wei Yun's father" was himself, tsk, this was taken advantage of.

Qin Ang cheerfully took the flowers for Jiang Bai, "Thank you."

Wei Yun, "It's not for you, who still disliked it just now?"

"Hey, Jiang Bai's is mine. Don't you and your boyfriend still share yours and mine?"

Wei Yun, "..."

"Change me, change me," Zhou Xiaoshu squeezed through the crowd, "Reporter Xiaojiang, I don't know what to buy, so I ordered Huaji, which is absolutely delicious!"

Jiang Bai took the Beggar Chicken with a smile, and looked at Zhou Xiaoshu's blushing cheeks with a little apology, "I'm sorry, Officer Xiao Zhou, I was a bit harsh just now."

Zhou Xiaoshu rubbed his head, "It's okay, it's a small problem."

"Xiaobai," Ping An tugged at Jiang Bai's sleeve, "Can I eat cake? I'm hungry."

Jiang Bai gently pinched the bridge of Ping An's nose, "Eat it, can you eat it right away?"

"Okay!" The child's eyes widened, with light shining inside.

The lights in the room were turned on again, and the six-inch cake was carefully divided into several parts by Jiang Bai. The scene was quite strange. Several big men brought a child to celebrate their birthday here. The key point is that the birthday protagonist is not a child.

But......

Jiang Bai leaned on one side, looking at the bustling living room, his eyes flickering.

He likes the atmosphere.

There are many kinds of happiness in the world, and the company of relatives and lovers is the best, and these were once Jiang Bai's unattainable things, even looking at them from afar is a luxury.

But these happiness, after crossing the mountains and rivers and wading through the thorns, he finally saw and possessed them.He has nothing to regret, and he will feel no more regrets.

Speaking of birthdays, Jiang Bai should have never had one since he was seven years old. After all, people like Qi Yao, who are always thinking about playing with him to death, will not remember his birthday. Not to mention that he himself has lost his memory.

If you want to say it reluctantly, Jiang Bai said a gift called a birthday gift once in San Francisco.

That year, he had just arrived in San Francisco with Mr. Jiang, and he hadn't adapted to the climate there, so he had a high fever from time to time at night.It was approaching Christmas Eve at that time, and there were few vehicles at night, not to mention it was snowing, so there was no way to hail a car.

Teacher Jiang was afraid that Jiang Bai's brain would become stupid, so he had the cheek to borrow a car from the neighbor's house, and took Jiang Bai to the hospital overnight.

Because there were no beds, they huddled in the corridor and drank the bottle.In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy, and the snow almost covered the ground. The draft in the corridor of the hospital was howling, piercing directly into the body of the person.

At that time, Jiang Bai was already ten years old, but his skeleton grew slowly, and he looked like a malnourished seven or eight-year-old child.At the end of the year, Mr. Zhongjiang wrapped him in his arms and coaxed him to sleep.Xiao Jiang Bai fell asleep in a daze, chanting unintelligible sleep talk, and holding Teacher Jiang's skirt tightly with his little hands, it seemed that this would allow him to find a sense of security in his dream and fall asleep better.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, a bell rang suddenly from the opposite ward, and cheers suppressed in the throat gradually spread to the corridor. Someone went over curiously and took a look. It turned out that it was a birthday.

Xiao Jiang Bai was woken up, opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Mr. Jiang in a daze, and muttered, "Are we going home?"

Teacher Jiang smiled, "No, you continue to sleep?"

Jiang Bai got up, shook his head, looked curiously at the opposite ward, and saw a child surrounded by a crowd wearing a birthday crown, "Ah, birthday?"

"Yeah." Teacher Jiang nodded, he looked at Jiang Bai's slightly lost and envious face, "What's the matter, do you want to celebrate your birthday too?"

Jiang Bai looked up at Mr. Jiang, his eyes filled with sadness, "But I don't even know my birthday."

Teacher Jiang was stunned, and gently rubbed Jiang Bai's hair, "Well, Xiaobai..."

Before Teacher Jiang finished speaking, Jiang Bai buried his head in Teacher Jiang's arms again, "It's nothing but a broken birthday, I don't care too much."

Teacher Jiang looked at the back of Jiang Bai's head, lost his voice for a while, and finally could only give up and pat the child's back to lull him to sleep.

It was already dawn when I went home, and the distance gradually became white, and misty clouds lingered in the sky like a veil.

Teacher Jiang carried Xiao Jiang Bai home, leaving a series of footprints on the long road covered by heavy snow, which was covered by the wind and snow in an instant.Teacher Jiang glanced back at the white snow, and suddenly said, "Xiaobai, can I give you a present, please, as a birthday present."

It was a letter written by Mu Chu at the beginning. There was no beginning, no inscription, and only one line of poetry - as the sun rises and the moon lasts.

That was Mu Chu's greatest expectation for him, and it was sent to him by Mr. Jiang in a subtle way.

A pair of hands suddenly wrapped around his waist, and Jiang Bai fell into a warm hug, with a familiar smell lingering on the tip of his nose, "What are you thinking? You stood on the balcony for a long time after the people dispersed."

He smiled, turned his head and raised his eyes to meet Qin Ang's, "No, I just remembered something from the past."

"what's up?"

Jiang Bai broke away from Qin Ang's hand, stood face to face with him, and asked another question, "Where is my gift?"

Qin Ang was stunned, "What gift?"

"Tsk, don't you have to give gifts on birthdays? What about mine?"

"No."

"?" Jiang Bai grabbed Qin Ang's collar and lowered his eyes deliberately, "No? As a boyfriend, you have nothing prepared?"

"Hey, don't label things indiscriminately. I remember the birthday, I called the person, and I picked the cake myself. What do you mean you didn't prepare anything?"

Jiang Bai was taken aback for a while, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Qin Ang laughed lowly, "But it's not impossible to ask for gifts."

"Oh, what gift?"

The wind coming from the north seemed to be coming to a grand appointment, so it came with great vigor and vigor, wishing to let everyone know its arrival.

On the balcony, Qin Ang gave Jiang Bai a deep kiss in response to the north wind, which fell between his lips and teeth, hidden in his heart.

How could Jiang Bai withstand such an offensive, even the cold north wind could not wake him up a bit, his feet were weak, and Qin Ang could barely stand with his arms around his waist.

Suddenly, his wrist froze, and he lowered his head to see that a red rope was wrapped around his wrist.

Qin Ang hugged him, "I asked for it early yesterday morning. I heard that it can keep marriage and safety. I hope you have both. Happy birthday, Jiang Bai."

There is no decoration on the rope, just two tightly entangled together, and finally tied a knot on Jiang Bai's wrist.

It is love and blessing.

The light in Jiang Bai's eyes flickered, and he pulled off Qin Ang's collar, wrapped it around his neck, and kissed him again without saying a word.

They stumbled into the room, and as soon as the curtain fell, they could only glimpse two tightly entangled figures, which were engraved on the curtain, and then fell into darkness, and love fell silent in a place only they knew.

The author says:

Everyone, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Happy National Day, October will always be happy

(I finally finished writing this episode on the tail of the double section. I haven’t written it for a long time. Many places are not well written. I hope you can forgive me~~~ I don’t know that they discussed that the birthday surprise that came out a few nights would be like this , just.......~~)