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Someone leaked false information about Jimang, saying that Jimang's first movie was based on the unspoken rules of the boss Yanwu, and the other party was very skilled in splashing dirty water. They also posted a few photos of Xu Zhile and Jimang having dinner alone. Knowing where to hire a little girl who claimed to be Xu Zhile's assistant, she made noise reduction treatment and said that Xu Zhile often asked Jimang out for dinner alone.

The rumors exploded one after another, and there were also a lot of black stories about Ji Mang. Regarding education, smoking, swearing, etc., now the public opinion is like a dam that has burst a dike, except for Ji Mang. Fans, everyone has different opinions, let him be dumb and unable to say anything, Xu Zhile called an emergency public relations clarification, and the company's lawyer's letter was one after another.

He has been so busy recently that he naturally has no time to find Wei Yang.

Wei Yang slowly finished Xu Zhile's clarification video. He bit the Coke straw and looked at the serious-looking person with blue eyes on the screen.

Xu Zhile's bow tie was crooked again, Wei Yang thought silently.

After staying at home for two days, he was called out by his high school classmates to go to an Internet cafe for two days. When he came back, he found Tang Lu was at home and cooked a table of dishes.

"How do you make so many dishes?"

Is it...

"I've been too busy recently, so I didn't cook a good meal for you. I feel like you're hungry and thin. Go wash your hands."

It wasn't that Xu Zhile would also come...

Wei Yang lowered his eyes, covering the loss that flashed across his eyes.

"I've been too busy recently, and the Internet public opinion is fermenting too fast now." Tang Lu pressed her neck, and she handed the packaged rice to Wei Yang, and picked up several ribs for him, "Eat more point."

Wei Yang: "Yes."

Tang Lu looked at Wei Yang's way of eating obediently with his head down, and thought to himself that Xu Zhile was really good at taking care of children. He could take care of the hard and cold temper when he was a child, but now he looks much softer, with the unique arrogance of young people on his body. Not to mention how handsome he is.

"Oh, by the way, Yang Yang, have you told your grandparents about your admission to university?" Tang Lu asked softly.

Wei Yang: "Say it."

Tang Lu paused with her chopsticks: "What about your father?"

Wei Yang slowed down his chewing, and replied quietly: "No."

Tang Lu picked up another chopsticks of green vegetables for him, and said that he wanted a combination of meat and vegetables, so she continued to ask.

After eating, Wei Yang helped Tang Lu put away the bowls, and she pushed her into the room to take a shower: "You must come back early when you go out to play tomorrow, oh yes, make NO.12 empty, don't forget."

NO.12 is Xu Zhile's birthday.

"I know." Wei Yang said in a low voice.

Wei Yang didn't think about buying a gift for Xu Zhile at first, but after watching the clarification video that made him panic, he went to the mall that afternoon to buy a tie clip, put it in his pocket, and went to a place with a lot of girls by the way. I bought a very beautiful box in the store, and was stopped by a few girls to ask for a WeChat.

"I don't play WeChat." Wei Yang said.

The leading girl twitched her lips in embarrassment: "Huh?"

Wei Yang nodded politely, then quickly left with the small box he had just bought through WeChat payment.

Xu Zhile was so busy that he didn't take the initiative to contact Wei Yang until the day before his birthday. He didn't even have a WeChat message. Wei Yang didn't feel that he was left out so clearly before, but it's just too boring recently. Tang Lu has to follow Jimang every day Running around all over the country, not staying at home very much, Wei Yang had to take care of his own life alone.

On Xu Zhile's birthday, Tang Lu was still on a business trip. She called Wei Yang and asked him to celebrate Xu Zhile's birthday, and Wei Yang obediently agreed.

In order to express his displeasure at being left out recently, Wei Yang did not stop by to send blessings to Xu Zhile as usual. He lingered at home until the afternoon, then went to the cake shop to pick up the cake, picked himself up, took a taxi to Xu Zhile went home.

Xu Zhile was not at home.

Wei Yang hesitated for a moment, but still didn't make a call.

He knew Xu Zhile's door lock code, opened the door and went to the living room to wait for him to come back. He didn't eat much at noon. The hungry young man felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he simply checked the recipe of Changshou noodles on the Internet. When he was off work, he looked through the ingredients in the refrigerator and started to make two longevity noodles.

It was egg noodles, and Wei Yang couldn't make them with more tricks. Looking at the two bowls of noodles propped up by two fried eggs, he took two photos with satisfaction.

The noodles were cooked early, and Xu Zhile hadn't come back yet.

Thinking that he is a birthday star, naturally the longevity noodles cannot be eaten first without the birthday star behind his back. Wei Yang lay back on the sofa again, and squinted after playing two games.

Xu Zhile, Shi Ke and the others were dizzy from drinking, and when they returned home drunk, they found that the light was turned on, and it was a sign that someone was there.

Shi Ke delivered him, and the task was completed, saying: "Happy birthday, brother, I'll leave first if I have nothing to do."

Xu Zhile rubbed his temples, waved his hands and said, "Okay, you can go."

He changed his shoes slowly, and walked into the living room in three steps and two steps.

"Are you back?" Wei Yang was woken up by the sound of his two talking, rubbing his eyes.

"Yangyang? Yangyang?" Xu Zhile opened his mouth like a drunkard, Wei Yang got up to support him, the smell of alcohol came over his face, making Wei Yang frown slightly.

He helped Xu Zhile to sit on the sofa: "Why did you drink so much?"

Xu Zhile burped, her cheeks were flushed and hot: "It's my birthday, I'm happy, so I drank more when I'm happy."

Wei Yang glanced at the time, it was only after nine o'clock, and there were still several hours left for Xu Zhile's birthday.

He poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Xu Zhile: "Have you eaten the cake yet?"

Xu Zhile raised his head, his eyes were foggy and he couldn't see clearly. He raised two fingers and said blankly, "Cake? It's been cut! It's been cut into two."

Cut one at work and another while drinking.

Wei Yang took a look at him, he had been waiting for him at home for several hours, but this person was celebrating his birthday with someone else outside, he was somewhat upset, but when he saw Xu Zhile's black pupils that looked like they had been washed with water, he was dumbfounded. Looking at himself innocently, Wei Yang couldn't help but soften his tone: "Then do you want to cut it? The cake I bought for you is Ultraman's."

He was cold and hungry waiting at home alone, but he was reluctant to lose his temper with Xu Zhile.

Xu Zhile grinned stupidly: "Why did you buy me Ultraman's cake? I'm already 28 years old."

He smiled like an eight-year-old child, with crooked eyes, like the bright moon hanging in the sky.

Wei Yang reached out and rubbed Xu Zhile's soft hair, as gentle as he stroked his head countless times: "28 years old can also have a childlike innocence."

Xu Zhile rubbed his face, cheered up: "Okay! Cut the cake."

Wei Yang took out the cake from the refrigerator, he asked Xu Zhile to sit on the table and wait, and went to find the lighter by himself.

"Hey? Where did you get the noodles?" Xu Zhile picked up the chopsticks and pulled the already lumpy noodles, "Why are they hard?"

Wei Yang came out with the cake. Hearing Xu Zhile's question, he was a little embarrassed: "I cooked it in the afternoon, it was left for too long, don't eat it, cut the cake."

"Did you cook it for me?" Xu Zhile tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were shining, and he looked straight at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang touched his nose uncomfortably, replied in a low voice, and then went forward to take the noodles away: "I've been waiting for you for too long, and it all fell off."

Xu Zhile held down the bowl, sniffed, and said, "I want to eat."

"It's already freezing." Wei Yang said helplessly.

"I just want to eat it. This is the first time you've cooked noodles for me." The drunk Xu Zhile was even clingier and coquettish than usual.

Wei Yang: "..."

Xu Zhile: "Are you okay?"

Wei Yang: "It's already lumpy."

Xu Zhile: "Just heat it up again, come on, let me heat it up."

As he said that, he staggered up and was about to go to the kitchen, but Wei Yang grabbed his wrist, and Wei Yang sighed: "...Let me cook you a new bowl."

Xu Zhile burst into joy instantly: "Yang Yang is the best."

Wei Yang's omelette this time was extremely beautiful, with a handful of green onions sprinkled on it, the appearance of the longevity noodles went up several notches, and when he brought it to Xu Zhile, he got a wave of rainbow farts as he wished.

"Happy birthday." Wei Yang coughed twice, a little afraid to look at him.

Xu Zhile's cheeks were flushed, and his eyebrows were curved: "Thank you, Yang Yang."

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