Ji Guang

Lin Ji's birthday is July [-]th.

When Lin Duanyi and Jiang Yue were alive, no matter how long they had been away from home, Lin Duanyi would go home every day, and Jiang Yue would cook a table of sumptuous meals.Her craftsmanship is not very good, but after her death, Lin Ji never tasted that kind of taste from other people.

All of this was done in silence, there was no conversation between the three of them, they finished their meal in silence, and then cut the cake, Lin Ji always felt angry at that time, perhaps because eating can be regarded as an ordinary physiological need , while the cake clearly shows the special nature of that day.The sense of ritual it represents makes their respective behaviors all the more weird and embarrassing.

He usually just takes a token bite and puts it down, but every time he eats anyway.

It's like he has no interest in Lin Duanyi and Jiang Yue's gifts, but every time he still sits quietly on the chair, waiting for them to bring out the gifts, and then leave after taking them.

He didn't want anything from them, but after returning to the room, he opened it one by one.

He never used those things either, and after taking a look at them, he threw them back into the dusty box, but those things were always kept, and he never threw them away, following him from one place to another.

The night was dark, and there was silence inside and outside the room. After Lin Ji agreed to move out, the atmosphere at home eased up a little in the past two days. Song Lingran finally stopped the sleepless surveillance, and even went into the kitchen to cook during the day.

Xiang Huai was very excited, feeling that Song Lingran and Xiang Qi had finally started to loosen up, and in a few days they would be able to figure it out thoroughly and agree that he and Lin Ji would be together.

"I'm finally fucking coming to an end." After a few more days, Xiang Huai felt that he was about to be depressed by the oppressive atmosphere at home.

Lin Ji didn't know how to tell Xiang Huai about moving out. A few days later, he still couldn't speak.

Lin Ji stared at the night sky for a while, then opened the drawer next to him, took out a small box, opened it, and inside were the nineteen commemorative coins Xiang Huai gave him.

The one on the far side is from this year. Lin Ji picked it up and stroked the concave and convex patterns on it with his fingertips, feeling a little dazed.

Half of the year has passed, and many things are not in his own hands.

There was a rustling sound at the door, Lin Ji put the coins back into the box, closed the drawer, and turned around to face Xiang Huai's head poking in from the door.

The corridor and the room were dark, and Xiang Huai was the only light source. He was holding a small cake in his hand, and the candles on it illuminated his clear and beautiful pupils.

He looked straight into Lin Ji's eyes and smiled brightly. After entering, he locked the door and sang the birthday song softly.

"Happy birthday to you," he said terribly out of tune, all in his own tune, but sang very seriously, his gentle voice covered everything up, "Happy birthday to Lin Ji..."

He walked towards Lin Ji step by step, and finally sat down on the floor in front of Lin Ji, holding the cake and looking up at him with a smile: "Happy birthday to my boyfriend."

Lin Ji stared at him for a moment, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

He didn't expect Xiang Huai to remember.

Xiang Huai grabbed one of his hands, shook it, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Ji pursed his lips and smiled, looking a little shy.He took Xiang Huai's hand back, scratched his palm, and said softly, "Thank you."

"No," Xiang Huai said suddenly, "Although I really want to kiss you right now, I still have to blow out the candles first."

He smiled and said, "Quickly make a wish!"

"You make a wish," Lin Ji looked at him and said softly, "Didn't you regret not making a wish on your birthday before, and make it up this time."

"Give it to me?" Xiang Huai asked.

Lin Ji nodded, Xiang Huai didn't make any further excuses, he closed his eyes obediently, his expression became serious immediately, and his voice was also very serious: "I hope to be with Lin Ji forever, from, to 80 years old, always together."

You have to whisper your wish to God, and God will help you realize it, but Xiang Huai said it carelessly, because his wish was not for God, but for Lin Ji.

Xiang Huai opened his eyes, and blew out the candle in one breath. The room suddenly darkened, and the moonlight gradually gained a sense of presence. It poured in through the window and sprinkled the two of them.

Lin Ji leaned over, squeezed Xiang Huai's chin and kissed him, he kissed so tenderly and tenderly, Xiang Huai's nose was sour.

After the kiss was over, Xiang Huai wiped his eyes fiercely, and said with a smile, "Do you want a gift?"

Lin Ji said cooperatively, "I think so."

"Then guess what it is?" Xiang Huai asked, tilting his head while propping his chin.

"Bricks you picked up on the side of the road are fine." Lin Ji smiled.

This bastard!Xiang Huai said, "It's really a brick."

"Then I like it too." Lin Ji said.

Seeing his awareness, Xiang Huai recalled his answer back then, and was willing to bow down.

Xiang Huai raised his hand, then let go, a black rope hung down, and a silvery white light shone at the end of the rope, like moonlight.

That's a ring.

"You always say that I only look at the present and don't think about the future. I don't know how many difficulties there will be," Xiang Huai said, "Now I think about it, and I have been thinking about it for a long, long time."

"No matter when I think, no matter what happens, my thoughts are the same as now. I love you and I just want to be with you."

Xiang Huai didn't say "love" very often. This word was too serious and not as casual as "like". However, now, it was very normal to say this word so naturally. Feeling solemn, he thought so in his heart, and said so in his mouth.

"So," the ring shook slightly, Xiang Huai stared into Lin Ji's eyes, and said softly, "This is the future I want."

Lin Ji's gaze was fixed on the slightly dangling ring in front of him, which was stained with moonlight and became more silvery white.He raised his hand, squeezed the ring into his palm, and kissed it on his lips.

"Thank you." Lin Ji smiled, "This is the best birthday present I've ever received."

Xiang Huai blushed.

He didn't feel ashamed at all when he said a lot of nasty words before, but now for some reason, seeing Lin Ji put the black rope tied with the ring around his neck, he almost forgot to breathe.

Lin Ji pulled Xiang Huai into his arms, kissed him, and reached into his collar. With his fingers, he hooked the ring hanging from Xiang Huai's neck. The two rings were put together, exactly the same size, exactly the same The style is a natural match.

Looking at it, Lin Ji's ears also turned red quietly.

Xiang Huai couldn't help laughing, and reached out to rub his red ears, but was pulled down by Lin Ji and held in his arms.

Lin Ji hugged him tightly, buried his face in his neck, and said softly: "Did you just buy the size blindly? Don't just look at it and not wear it."

Although he knew that he was changing the subject, Xiang Huai was successfully tricked by him, but his focus was on the second half of the sentence: "When? When?"

"In the future, when we can wear it dignifiedly," Lin Ji said, "when we get married someday in the future."

Xiang Huai didn't move at all for a long time, Lin Ji hugged him enough, and let go of him slightly, only then did he see Xiang Huai's flushed face.

Xiang Huai jumped out of his arms and rummaged around looking for the remote control of the air conditioner: "Is the air conditioner in your room broken? Why is it so hot!"

Lin Ji just looked at him and smiled, and danced towards Huai for a long time. Seeing Lin Ji's appearance, his heart was sour and sweet.

He pressed Lin Ji on the bed, and gently grabbed his black hair.

"Remember what you said," Xiang Huai said, "Me too, me too..."

His voice was barely audible.

"Huaibao," Lin Ji looked up at him, Lin Ji's eyes are so beautiful, as if the night sky is in the crescent moon, and his voice is like a raving from the moon, "I love you too."

Xiang Huai's ears were numb.

He lowered his head, and kissed Lin Ji's lips tenderly and respectfully, the moonlight shone on them, only the moonlight.

On July [-]th, Lin Ji's birthday, there were no noisy voices and blessings, no piles of expensive gifts, only a cake, a ring, and Xiang Huai.

Lin Ji has grown up quietly like this.