[Comprehensive] Your wish, I will come true

一

"Huh—huh—" April [-]st went through a lot of hard work, and finally got rid of those ghosts and ghosts that always haunted him, and returned home before dark.

"I'm back!"

Shouting cheerfully to the empty room, she carefully put the gift box on the table, turned around and arranged the changed shoes, and put the slightly dirty clothes that were dusty and slightly dirty from running into the washing machine , Pour in the washing powder, press the switch, and then quickly clean up the house.

After finishing everything, he sat down at the table again, carefully and solemnly opened the small gift box on the table.

Seeing that the things inside were basically the same as before, and hadn't been deformed due to violent exercise, April [-]st cheered and ran to the kitchen to take out the knife and fork.

Inside the box was a small, delicate cake.

Today is April [-]st.

Take out the treasured candles, count the number, carefully insert them on the cake, light them one by one, then fold your hands together, and say silently in your heart:

"Wish me a happy birthday!"

Make a wish, open your eyes, the flickering flame light on the candle is reflected in the eyes of April [-]st, like the light of hope.

With a bang, the candles were blown out.

His name is Jun Xun on April [-]st, and today is April [-]st, his birthday.

two

"On April [-]st, the appetizers are gone, so hurry up and do it!"

Miss Yuko held a small wine glass in one hand, while turning her head to give instructions to April [-]st who was washing clothes.

"Appetizers! Appetizers! Hurry up and make appetizers on April [-]st!"

Mo Ke took a wine bottle in his arms, shook it, jumped up and down to echo Miss Yuzu's words, and also yelled at April [-]st.

"Miss Yuko! You have already drank a lot of wine today! You can't drink any more!" April [-]st clenched his fists, and there was still foamy water dripping from them.Some of the water ran down his arms, soaking April [-]st's clothes.

A few "crossroads" popped up on April [-]st: "Besides, I'm doing laundry now, so I don't have time to make appetizers!"

"What's the matter~" Perhaps it was because she had drunk too much, and Miss Yuko's face appeared reddish, like a child.

"Who made the snacks made on April [-]st so delicious!"

"Really..." Knowing that once Ms. Yuzi became self-willed, he would definitely not be able to hold back. On April [-]st, he wiped his hands resignedly and prepared to cook.

"Speaking of which, today is still—"

Because he turned around, April [-]st did not see the smiles of Miss Yuko and Mokona behind him, as if their plan had succeeded.

It didn't take long to prepare the dishes. When April [-] came out with freshly made appetizers, he was unprepared and his face was covered in cakes.

Hearing the merciless laughter of Miss Yuko and Mo Kena, April [-]st had a face full of cakes, and still didn't understand what happened with Daiji.

until he heard—

"Happy Birthday April [-]st!"

After taking a closer look, he realized that not only Miss Yuko, Mo Ke Na, Quan Lu Duo Lu, but also Bai Mu Gui and Xiao Kui had come.

There was also a huge cake in the middle of the living room with a piece missing - it was now on his face.

So—are they celebrating his birthday?

"Okay! In order to celebrate our birthday on April [-]st, let's open our bellies and drink today!"

Yuko pointed, "April [-]st, hurry up and make more food for drinking!"

"Yes, yes." Reluctantly turned around and walked into the kitchen again, the tone on April [-]st was full of resignation.

But his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his raised mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

Today is April [-]st, his birthday.

three

"what happened?"

Lying on the sofa on April [-]st, looking at the young man in front of him, he frowned slightly.

The person in front of him has faded from his youthful innocence, and his facial features are more profound.In short, it is the type that will be screamed "male god" by nympho on the street.

Baimugui didn't speak, just put the exquisite food box in his hand on the table, and then sat cross-legged on the ground silently.

"This is?" Putting down the bong and opening the box, April Yi was slightly taken aback by what was inside.

Inside the box are some very delicate pastries.There are cherry blossom pancakes with pink color, small and cute macarons, fluffy and soft tiramisu, and golden calyx burnt with attractive fragrance...

On April [-]st, he looked at Baimugui with some doubts. He didn't know what day it was, but this person brought so many things here.

Baimugui was looking at April [-]st's eyes, the eyes were still deep and calm.

"Today is April [-]st." He just looked at April [-]st firmly and said word by word.

"Today is your birthday."

For some reason, looking into that person's eyes, April [-]st suddenly felt embarrassed.Averting his eyes, he picked up the bong again, and the smoke was lingering, blocking the man's burning gaze.

"yes……"

I really don't remember April [-]st. Today is April [-]st, which is his birthday.

"For me, it doesn't matter if I don't have my birthday." He smiled self-deprecatingly, with a hint of bitterness unknowingly in his smile.

"I have to pass." Baimugui still looked at April [-]st with a firm tone.

"Your birthday is going to be celebrated."

On April [-]st, I didn't know how to answer this person.Sighing helplessly, he turned his head and asked, "So what do you want to eat today?"

"Omurice."

Today is April [-]st, his birthday.

four

He woke up early today.

It's strange that he can even sleep for a whole day when there are no guests.

Anyway—there was no one else in the shop except him.

So why, did he wake up so early today?

He felt that something should happen today.But what it was, he couldn't tell.This feeling made him a little irritable.

And...he had a very vague feeling—today, at least today, the store shouldn't be so deserted.

Anyway, he was already up, and he had nothing to do. He went in and out of the inner hall, backyard, and grocery room, picked up a lot of things, and moved them to the backyard to dry.

Obviously it doesn't need to be so troublesome - for him, a simple cleaning technique is enough, why bother to clean it up by himself?

But he also felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Maybe he has cleaned like this before?After all, he has lived for so long, so long that he can't remember how many years he has lived.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, he was wearing a single shirt, sitting on the floor with one hand propped behind his back, and the other hand was holding an exquisite red bong with intricate and delicate patterns of silver and white on it.

To be honest, he couldn't remember when he started smoking, let alone where he got this beautiful lady's bong.

He has lived too long.

He waited until night, but he didn't wait for anyone to come, and nothing special happened.

Maybe he made a mistake?

But there was always a voice echoing in his heart——

It shouldn't be like this, today shouldn't be so deserted.

But he really couldn't remember.

He didn't know what day it was, and he didn't know what day it was.