Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

This is the first happy birthday Song Zui has heard since he was 19 years old. The other party's tone is very solemn, as if it is very important to seriously say your birthday in his ear.

His hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he still couldn't help reminding: "Today is not my birthday."

His birthday passed as early as last month, and today is just an ordinary day at the age of 19. The man hummed softly: "I know."

Even if it was just an ordinary day, I still wanted to say happy birthday to him. He suddenly felt that his birthday was not too bad. He received a birthday cake and gifts, even though the gifts were not something he could take, and someone said happy birthday to him, This is his most official birthday yet.

There was a strong smell of nepeta flowers in the night wind, and the heart under his chest was filled with the temperature of summer, so much so that he forgot to ask why the other party knew that he was 19 years old.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

he asked boldly.

Song Zui is always inexplicably uneasy in front of the other party, not because he has worldly thoughts about that face, it's purely because the other party has a big temper and a small mind, and because of the man's poor background, he doesn't have the same knowledge as the other party.

But he regretted it after saying this, it seemed to remind the other party of his unhappiness in the morning, and the originally peaceful atmosphere was undercurrent.

"not angry."

It seemed that he was thinking too much. The voice from the receiver sounded too gentle. He squeezed the phone tightly and was almost bewitched. The cold material of the fuselage made his mind clearer.

Song Zui thinks that in a strict sense, the phrase "women's heart is needled under the sea" contains sexism, because men's minds can't be guessed, such as the one who is talking to him.

The other party put down the milk tea coldly during the day and left, and called him at night to say happy birthday to him. Guessing his mind is harder than proving the decay of photons.

Just as this thought appeared in his mind, a man's rambling voice came from his ear.

"Why is Dad angry with his son?"

Song Zui: ...

In the banquet hall, Bai Wenqiu stood in the corner. In the past, he was the focus of the crowd, and everyone would turn around him, but now some people looked at him with contempt.

If his parents hadn't told him to stay with Xu Ning, he definitely wouldn't have stayed in this place. Now Xu Ning has become their family's lifeline, but he didn't see Xu Ning's figure in a daze.

"I heard that their family went bankrupt last year. They pretended to be rich and procrastinated until now. They owed a lot of debts, and they always said they had to pay it back. This time, even the He family fell into it."

"I have always been afraid to say something, because I was afraid that you would not believe me if I said it. When he was studying at Columbia University, someone poured red paint on his class, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to read the book."

"Ah, I thought he was returning to China for Xu Ning."

Bai Wenqiu listened to his name being discussed unscrupulously. The people who used to be submissive in front of him are now commenting so high that his fingernails are going to dig into his flesh. Fortunately, the banquet is about to end, so not so many people pay attention.

But who knew that Jin Ming who was following behind him confirmed with wide-eyed eyes: "Your family has no money?"

Jin Ming was still counting on Bai Wenqiu to introduce him to a good family. He felt that he had no room for promotion in the Xu family, and the Xu family could only be regarded as an upstart who could not meet his expectations. Finally, he found a place beside Bai Wenqiu. It never occurred to me that the other party had no money.

He was used to speaking in a rough voice, and he stood out from the crowd in the quiet hall, and most people's eyes turned to Bai Wenqiu again.

"Has he left yet?"

"If I were him, he wouldn't be able to lift his head at all."

"Is this the Bai family that has been rich for generations? They even dare to steal from my boyfriend's uncle. My watch disappeared last time. I don't know if it has something to do with him."

Bai Wenqiu's face turns blue and white, and strong anger flashes in his eyes. He always thinks that he is popular because of his excellence, but now he realizes that it is only because of his family background.

If nothing happened to his family, these people would rush to beg him, and they would not dare to talk about it behind his back.

When his family background was no longer there, these people began to make trouble, and white could be called black. When this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly remembered Song Zui who had been kicked out.

At that time, he stood high on the escalator and watched the young man leave in embarrassment, with the superiority of a winner on his face, but he never imagined that today he was even more embarrassed than the young man.

Just when Bai Wenqiu couldn't bear the humiliation and was about to leave alone, Xu Ning, who had been calm for a long time, walked in from outside the hall.

Bai Wenqiu stopped as if he saw a savior. Xu Ning was still in his life. It is true that the Xu family is not a well-established family. With Xu Ning's obedience to him, he will definitely help their family for his own sake.

Bai Wenqiu walked to the hall door: "Where did you go just now? I didn't even see you."

He knew that Xu Ning couldn't resist his tears at all, and he couldn't see him cry when he was in high school.

"I just went out and thought a lot." Xu Ning's voice was rare and contemplative, "Isn't it because of me that you came back to China? Don't rush to deny it, I know I'm not smart but don't take me for a fool."

He likes Bai Wenqiu.

Because of this, he didn't want the pure relationship between the two of them to be involved in other things. It was best to be separated for a while, so that both of them had time to think clearly.

Bai Wenqiu was stunned when he heard Xu Ning's words. He didn't expect Xu Ning to doubt him. He felt that the other party had changed slightly. If it was the old Xu Ning, he should be busy comforting him.

He nodded without rebuttal.

Just when Xu Ning was about to talk about the separation, Bai Wenqiu suddenly said, "I admit that I lied to you."

"But do you know how I got here during the time I was abroad?" Bai Wenqiu raised his head and his eyes were wet, "Someone splashed red paint on my school, and someone threatened me to die if I didn't pay back the money. I live alone The apartment was really terrified, and there was no way to apply for a leave of absence from school to return home."

"After returning to China, I found a job." His voice became more and more trembling. "Although the monthly salary is only 3000 yuan, I am still very uneasy. I am afraid that someone will come to my door. I met you at this time."

"With you by my side, I can finally study and work with peace of mind. I'm sorry I lied to you." Bai Wenqiu's voice was choked up, "I just think my experience is too embarrassing. If you want to break up, break up."

After hearing Bai Wenqiu's words, Xu Ning's original thoughts disappeared completely, and there was only endless distress in his heart. He couldn't imagine how Bai Wenqiu, who was spoiled and brought up, could live in an ordinary apartment with a meager salary. .

Xu Ning shook Bai Wenqiu's hand: "Why would I break up with you? But my uncle is very angry today, you have to make amends no matter what."

He is well aware of his uncle's methods, if he doesn't make amends, more terrible things will happen next.

"Why did you steal my uncle's imperial green?" Xu Ning's tone was full of complaints, just thinking about it gave him a headache.

Bai Wenqiu's face had returned to peace, but when he heard that cold water poured on the prefix of the word "stole" as if a layer of ice had formed, he pinched his fingertips.

He felt like he was dreaming, and after just one banquet, he became a thief that everyone could step on, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Bai Wenqiu thought at first that Xu Ning would believe him, but he didn't expect Xu Ning to blame him for stealing. The quiet and frail face of a young man inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes, and an unspeakable feeling crossed his heart.

He believed that this was the boy's revenge, so he stole Emperor Green from He Shanting's house and planted it on his own head, but Song Zui was no better than him.

He can still remember the boy standing alone in the corner at the birthday party. No one remembered Song Zui's birthday, and no one said happy birthday to Song Zui.

Song Zui hung up the phone and walked towards the dormitory in the North District. At night, a small stall was set up in the North District, which looked like small lights from a distance.

Most of the stalls sell food, such as grilled squid, sizzling tofu, and grilled cold noodles. Just by smelling the aroma, you can imagine how delicious it is.

Compared with the bland taste of the cafeteria, it exudes a seductive atmosphere. The forum joked that no one can resist the small stalls in the North District of Shanghai University.

However, he walked through the small stall without looking sideways, and just stopped by the grilled squid stall. The boss took care of him enthusiastically: "Ten skewers are only 20 yuan."

"no need."

The boy shook his head and continued walking.

After all, his living expenses of only 600 yuan a month may seem small in the eyes of others, but it is already quite a generous standard for him.

He took out a piece of Swiss sugar from his pocket, peeled off the sugar coating, put it in his mouth and sipped it lightly, blowing the warm summer wind, the sweet and sour taste permeated the tip of his tongue, he squinted his slender phoenix eyes, suddenly felt emotional very good.

And Wu Zhen in the dormitory was reading and previewing in his seat. The Physics Department of Shanghai University really lived up to the reputation of the department of death. Not only did the graduation rate rank among the bottom of Shanghai University, but each professional course was more difficult than the other.

Unlike Song Zui, who has a strong learning ability, he has learned the contents of the textbook in class, and has enough time to read foreign literature after class. He is a solid academic seedling, and it is very difficult for him just to understand the textbook.

He glanced at the opposite bed, the thin quilt was neatly folded, Song Tiantian was lying on the quilt and sleeping soundly, and there was a pot of fragrant wood with round leaves on the head of the bed.

I heard from the boy that this plant has the effect of repelling insects. Putting it next to the bed can save money on mosquito coils. The clothes hanger hanging under the bed hangs old clothes to dry. The clothes hanger is folded by the boy himself with wire.

If it wasn't for the fact that the dormitory bed didn't charge money, Wu Zhen had no doubt that Song Zui could make a bed with his bare hands, or that if Shanghai University allowed camping, the boy could build a wooden tent for himself on the spot, with a string of small bells hanging on the top.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the dormitory. Wu Zhen was afraid that the other party was the committee member who inspected the cleanliness, so he put all his dirty clothes on the balcony, and then hid the kettle in the closet before opening the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Wu Zhen was stunned, his mouth opened into a perfect circle and he couldn't speak. When the staff politely confirmed whether it was Song Zui's dormitory, he regained his senses and nodded blankly.

Song Zui was walking slowly back to the dormitory, when suddenly Wu Zhen couldn't hide a call to him: "Come back and see the dormitory."

He didn't think the old dormitory was very attractive. If he hadn't pasted the wallpaper on the first day of school, white dust would fall on the ceiling on time, but he still quickened his pace when he heard the other party's anxiety.

Although there are cleaning staff to clean every day, there are still many dead spots in the dormitory buildings of the previous year, the corridors are covered with light gray, and the window glass is dirty.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, he paused. What he saw was nothing but a room full of gifts, with his name written on them. On an ordinary day when he was 19 years old——

Had a house full of birthday presents.