On how abusive essays become sweet essays

It's a drink like cola, like celebrating a child's birthday.

There were not many people present, but the man had a big appetite, and he didn't drink alcohol, so there was not much food left in the table, and it was only after eleven o'clock when the show ended.

After Cheng Yunchuan bid farewell to Ke Zicheng, he went downstairs with the motorcycle keys.

It was getting late outside, Cheng Yunchuan took out his mobile phone to light up, but suddenly found that the message he had written in the message box two hours ago was still in the message box and had not been sent, while Jian Ruo sent several messages .

[Jian Ruo: Brother, are you done? 】

【Jane Ruo: [Address]】

[Jian Ruo: Brother, I'm here, room 408. 】

[Jane Ruo: Brother, are you still busy? 】

[Jane Ruo: Brother, please send me a message when you are done, I will wait for you here. 】

Cheng Yunchuan directly dialed the phone, but it didn't answer, and the phone was turned off.

gone back already?

Cheng Yunchuan took the key and got on the motorcycle.

The first floor of the KTV is magnificently decorated, the tiles on the floor are smooth, hurried footsteps pass by, and the man's figure disappears into the elevator.

Cheng Yunchuan panted, and when he arrived at the door of box 308, the lights inside were dim, and he was relieved.

Sure enough, go back.

He pushed open the door of the box, and the light from outside slanted in. In the huge box, a figure could be vaguely seen lying on the sofa. Cheng Yunchuan didn't let go of his breath, and held it back again.

He fumbled for the switch on the wall, turned on the light in the box, went to the sofa and squatted down, "Jane Ruo?"

The air in the box was not very good, it was a bit stuffy, Jian Ruo's face was flushed, she was as pure as a little angel when she was sleeping with her eyes closed, Cheng Yunchuan shook his shoulder.

Jian Ruo woke up, he opened his eyes sleepily, saw Cheng Yunchuan, and sat up: "Brother, you are here."

He looked around for his phone, but when he found it, he found it was turned off.

"What time is it?" he asked.

Cheng Yunchuan: "Eleven forty-eight."

"It's not over yet." Jian Ruo let out a breath, got up from the sofa in a hurry, and opened the cardboard box on the table, which contained a complete cake.

Jian Ruo plugged in the candle, and there was no lighter, so Cheng Yunchuan gave him the lighter.

After a series of busy work, Jian Ruo pulled Cheng Yunchuan to blow the candles, Cheng Yunchuan asked him to blow it himself, but Jian Ruo insisted on letting him blow it, the two of them blew out the candles together, Jian Ruo turned around and hugged Cheng Yunchuan.

"I thought you weren't coming."

"If you don't come, you still wait." Cheng Yunchuan lowered his eyes, he didn't intend to come.

Everyone has a point in their heart that is most likely to be touched, and Cheng Yunchuan never expected that anyone would wait for him.

"Happy birthday, brother." Jian Ruo whispered in his ear, "It's a good thing you're here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to tell you personally. Am I the last person to say happy birthday to you today?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "...um."

It turned out he knew.

"Brother——I like you." Jian Ruo hugged his neck tightly and said, "I am sincere, can you, consider me?"

When he said this, his heart beat fast and heavy, as if it was about to pop out of his chest.

The author has something to say: Come~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 sweet wine baby;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Jiyuehan; 10 bottles of Hanye Qiqi is eleven ah; 7 bottles of Shuangshuang; 2 bottles of Wanzhao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!