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Yu Chengsong stared at the hung up call page for a while before putting down his phone. When he looked up, Zhou Zheyu stared at him like two searchlights.

"You scared me so much," Yu Chengsong casually picked up the needle and poked it at the cloth, "Snap back your eyeballs."

"Now I believe it." Zhou Zheyu said suddenly.

"What do you believe?" Yu Chengsong searched for the needle's eye for a long time, suspecting that he was blind.

"You like him," Zhou Zheyu said while helping him sort out the materials, "It's too obvious, you were not like this before."

"Obviously right," Yu Chengsong moved his fingertips, and the thread finally went in. "What are you doing if you like it? It's not shameful."

"As expected of me, Brother Song!" Zhou Zheyu clapped his hands.

"Stupid." Yu Chengsong looked at him amusedly.

Yu Chengsong has always thought that he is a very casual person, he does everything to be happy, and he is too lazy to look at the unhappy ones—but today, including the next few days, he has to be very happy for his super invincibility— —Student Yin Gu, to face countless little unhappiness that made him gnash his teeth.

……

"Fuck, it's over!" Zhou Zheyu held the flaming head of the freshly sewn Band-Aid, tears welling up in his eyes, "Damn it, I've never done such a delicate job in my life!"

"Where are the cigarettes?" Yu Chengsong leaned against the head of the bed, as if his neck was about to break, he searched twice but couldn't find it, he didn't want to smoke anymore, tired, "I'll go back later, take a rest."

"You can just live here," Zhou Zheyu admired over and over again, "Just say I don't want to live anymore, just watch—fuck me?"

"Huh?" Yu Chengsong glanced at him.

"Fuck|Fuck|Fuck..." Zhou Zheyu looked at the small piece of cloth over and over again, and looked up in a panic, "That's not right, Cheng Song!"

Yu Chengsong broke out in a cold sweat, and sat up suddenly to watch with him.

... There is a piece of needles on the back of Xiong Xiong's head, and it is also threaded.

Had to take it apart and resewn it.

"..." Yu Chengsong.

"Brother Song! Dad Song! Dad! You can't do it!" Zhou Zheyu hugged him and pressed his hand and howled.

Yu Chengsong felt that it took him all his life to resist jumping off the stairs with the bear in his arms.

Fuck!

Returning home with a fucking mood, Yu Chengsong took out his pocket and found nothing.

No keys in the morning.

Can only knock on the door.

He felt that he was short of a spark right now, but if one fell on him, he would be able to explode on the spot and fly into the sky.

When Yin Gu opened the door and saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his face: "What's the matter, you look unhappy."

"No..." Yin Gu might have just taken a shower, and his fingertips were still smeared with water vapor. The swipe on his face along with his fingers extinguished his anger, and made him a little more gentle. Unable to hold back a grin, "I bumped into an idiot on the road and cursed a few times."

While washing his face, Yin Gu stood behind him leaning against the door and looked at him, Yu Chengsong felt his back was hot, and his heart was even hotter.

The mood of "I'm going to kill a bear today" turned 180 degrees and turned into "how can a bear be so cute to kill a bear".

"There is freshly squeezed watermelon juice in the refrigerator, drink some later?" Yin Gu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Yu Chengsong glanced at him, amused, "When did you buy it?"

"In the evening," Yin Gu also smiled, "Chengdi said he wanted to drink, so I brought you a drink."

"Just get used to him," Yu Chengsong said, "Give him whatever you want."

"Is there?" Yin Gu looked at him, "I'm going to spoil you."

"Then I am very grateful," Yu Chengsong said in a long voice, not daring to turn his head, fearing that all the emotions in his eyes would be seen, "Is that all right?"

"Okay." Yin Gu smiled.

Yu Chengsong didn't pay attention during the day, but Yu Chengsong felt a headache in his fingers when he was sleeping at night.

I don't know how many times I pricked it, but there were several small blood drops, I didn't feel it when I was angry, but now it's calm, but it's a throbbing throbbing pain.

It won't be swollen tomorrow, it will affect the performance.

Why don't you just sleep at Zhou Zheyu's house and sew until midnight?

"Are you asleep?" Yin Gu whispered suddenly.

"Not asleep yet." Yu Chengsong turned over and looked at him.

"Oh." Yin Gu leaned over.

Yu Chengsong smelled the sandalwood on his body, moved his fingers, and resisted not pulling him to kiss him.

"What?" he asked, his throat dry.

"I want to tell you..." Yin Gu leaned into his ear and whispered, "Good night."

"Huh?" Yu Chengsong was taken aback for a moment, then kicked him, "I'm f**king looking for a beating."

"No," Yin Gu smiled and lay back down, turned over and looked at the ceiling, "I'm going to sleep."

"What's the matter?" Yu Chengsong pushed his shoulder, "Tell me quickly."

He has so many regrets and so many expectations... You fucking fell asleep?

"Then..." Yin Gu turned his head to look at him, "You stretch out your hand."

"What are you doing?" Yu Chengsong stretched out his hand, and the palm rushed forward: "If you dare to take pictures of me today, I am without you."

"Don't shoot," Yin Gu stretched out his hand, grabbed his palm, then quickly withdrew it, turned his back to him, "Good night!"

"Fuck..." Yu Chengsong cursed, and then started to laugh for some reason, and couldn't stop laughing, and said, "Did you lose your mind, Gu Gu?"

Yin Gu turned around again, and said seriously, "You didn't say that."

"Huh?" Yu Chengsong didn't react, "What didn't you say? Oh...good night."

"Well," Yin Gu laughed, "good night and sweet dreams."

Yu Chengsong worked overtime and "coaxed" Zhou Zheyu for three days before he solved all the bears and cakes.

The bitterness and pain during this period is unbearable to look back on. Yin Gu looked at his fingers several times and asked if they touched somewhere, but he prevaricated.

It was already swollen visible to the naked eye, but fortunately, the hard work paid off, and it was stitched up last night.

Thinking of the little note in the hidden button, Yu Chengsong couldn't help but wake up with joy.

Today, May 31st, is Yin Gu's birthday.

It's now... He picked up his phone and looked at it, it was ten past six.

Yu Chengsong got off the bed lightly, Yin Gu was still sleeping, he woke up in an instant with a handsome sleeping face, touched the air above Yin Gu's head with his hand, and then quietly walked out of the bedroom door.

Yu Chengsong started to cook porridge after Yu Chengdi was sent to school with a huge pocket money of 50 yuan.

If he wanted to finish the menu for at least three hours, he would have to fill his stomach in the morning, otherwise he would suffer from hunger cramps.

The porridge with preserved egg and lean meat was almost done, so Yu Chengsong went back to the bedroom to call for someone.

"This classmate," he squatted beside the bed, rubbed Yin Gu's hair, and whispered, "Wake up, happy birthday."

The classmate blinked struggling, grabbed his hand and put it on the pillow, pressed his head down, trying to escape from reality because of sleepiness.

"Don't resist," Yu Chengsong rubbed his head with the other hand while laughing, "Get up quickly, birthday boy, the meal is ready."

Yin Gu sighed, opened his eyes, and smiled helplessly: "I thought I could sleep in on my birthday."

"Sleep again on my birthday next year." Yu Chengsong pulled him up by the shoulders and pulled him up. "Get up and eat now, and help me after eating. I will cook all the dishes for the whole table by myself until the afternoon."

"Got it," Yin Gu yawned lazily, "Where's Chengdi?"

"Go to school." Yu Chengsong handed him the clothes.

The two hastily ate a mouthful of porridge to fill their stomachs, and Yu Chengsong couldn't eat any more after eating half a bowl.

excited.

"I'm going to the kitchen first, come find me after you finish eating." Yu Chengsong said as he stood up.

"I'm a birthday star." Yin Gu took a sip of porridge, his eyes were full of smiles, "Is this the treatment?"

"Porridge," Yu Chengsong pointed to the bowl in front of him, "I made it, and I will make the whole table later, what's wrong with this treatment?"

"Super VIP." Yin Gu gave him a thumbs up.

Yu Chengsong couldn't help but giggle when he was washing the vegetables, and was stunned when he looked up and saw his face on the glass.

fuck me?so stupid?He squeezed his face and suppressed the smirk, but it reappeared when he let go.

……

Young man, you are very excited, I understand, but can you be a little mysterious before the surprise...

"What are you doing?" Yin Gu stood at the door with a bowl in his hand and looked at him, "You don't feel well?"

"Oh," Yu Chengsong squeezed again, "I'm a bit disobedient."

"Then you should hit it." Yin Gu suggested.

"I should hit you." Yu Chengsong glanced at him.

"Don't," Yin Gu put the things in the sink, and said happily, "It's my birthday today."

"That's why I didn't do anything." Yu Chengsong said.

"So what is the surprise?" Yin Gu asked suddenly, "Can't we say it now?"

"What do you think?" The corner of Yu Chengsong's mouth couldn't help but take off again, and he pressed it back mercilessly.

"I guess..." Yin Gu looked expectant, "Full banquet?"

"Do you want to celebrate your last birthday?" Yu Chengsong raised his middle finger.

Yin Gu laughed so hard that the bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The chef has always been accurate in estimating the time. It took Yu Chengsong almost three hours to cook all the meals. Just as the last fish soup was on the table, the doorbell rang.

Yin Gu subconsciously went to open the door, but before he raised his hand, Yu Chengsong suddenly called out.

"Don't move!" He pointed to the bedroom, "Go in, don't come out until I tell you."

"Okay," Yin Gu said happily, withdrew his hand, and walked obediently to the bedroom, "What else can I order?"

"No more," Yu Chengsong walked to the door and turned to look at him, "Hurry up."

"Immediately." Yin Gu walked in, and closed the door very considerately.

Yu Chengsong felt that he was like a thief, so he quickly took the cake from the clerk's hand and closed the door.

Holding the cake, I ran to the table to unpack it. My hands were shaking, and I finally took it out. I quickly checked it carefully, and found that it was not damaged.

He moved the dishes to the side, put the cake in the middle, looked for the angle, and finally found the "middle".

The store sent a lot of gadgets, and he took them out to have a look. There were candles, knives and forks, trays... and a little lotus that was said to be able to sing and burst into flames.

He held the lotus flower for a long time and didn't know where to insert it. Any insertion would destroy the pattern he carefully drew.

Forget it, he put it directly on the table, Yin Gu can put it wherever he wants.

After setting up the pose, Yu Chengsong took out his mobile phone to take several photos, took out the little bear and hid it on the sofa, turned over the hidden button of the Band-Aid bear, checked that the thing was inside, and then covered it with clothes, and shouted to the bedroom.

"Come out!"

Yin Gu opened the door, saw the cake on the table at a glance, and the corner of his mouth instantly raised: "Did you make it?"

"It would be embarrassing for you to ask this if it wasn't for me." Yu Chengsong followed with joy.

Today he will become the god of smirking, trying to laugh out all the 18 years.

"Then you owe me a cake." Yin Gu walked over.

"It's your birthday, you can be ashamed as you like," Yu Chengsong greeted him, "Come here, take two photos, I didn't look good."

"Keep it if it doesn't look good," Yin Gu turned on the camera, and took pictures around the cake. "It's good to have a comparison in the future."

"If it wasn't your birthday today, the cake would definitely hit your face." Yu Chengsong said.

Yin Gu smiled without retorting, and concentrated on looking for an angle.

The cakes are really nice looking and not at all unprofessional.

But he just felt that Yu Chengsong did it himself, definitely, definitely, must.

He rarely has 100% confidence in others, but for Yu Chengsong, he has.

The decoration of the cake is very delicate, surrounded by red strawberry jam, wrapped in a drop shape, decorated with a circle of evenly sized strawberry slices, with Y and G written on the strawberries, and happy birthday.

Writing with cream can't stop Yu Chengsong's chic handwriting that takes off immediately, and you can tell who wrote it at a glance.

The front is more refined, with a golden-haired head with an open mouth and a smile drawn with jam, next to an Alaska who is squinting at people, and there is an upright walking...little turtle under the two heads?

"This turtle..." He couldn't help asking.

"Yu Chengdi." Yu Chengsong said.

"Ouch," Yin Gu hurriedly took another close-up of the little turtle, "Don't let him know, he has to fight you."

"You little idiot can't beat me," Yu Chengsong stepped back a few steps, "Stand here and don't move, I'll take a photo with you and the cake."

Yin Gu quickly put down his phone, and made a gesture of being photographed, "Isn't it stupid to stand like this?"

"Not stupid," Yu Chengsong bent down to look for an angle, "I can hold my face."

Yin Gu watched Yu Chengsong squatting, standing, and sideways for a while, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "How many pictures have you taken?"

"It's too many to count," Yu Chengsong flipped through the photo album, and was occupied by Yin Gu and Cake again after Yin Gu's women's clothing, "Why don't I just record a video?"

"Okay," Yin Gu said, "How about I put on a pose."

"Do you want to stand on your head?" Yu Chengsong pressed the video.

"Will everything I say be recorded?" Yin Gu picked up a knife and fork as if cutting a cake.

"Yes," Yu Chengsong circled him 360 degrees, "Maybe he will be brought out for aftertaste on his birthday in the future... This table dish, which handsome guy made it, is really awesome."

"A handsome guy named Yu Chengsong made it." Yin Gu picked up the candle, his eyes and brows were full of smiles, "The handsome guy is versatile, he can also make cakes, and he owes me a full meal."

"Wait, wait a minute," Yu Chengsong stopped, looking at him from behind the phone, "When did it happen? I'm warning you, don't take it just because you look good!"

"Oh yes," Yin Gu added, "The handsome guy is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. You can't just listen to what he says. The more prickly you are on the surface, the softer your heart will be."

"I, he..." Yu Chengsong paused, suddenly panicked with embarrassment, his ears were hot, he coughed, and directed: "Say something related to yourself."

"Oh, the handsome guy and I are good friends," Yin Gu looked at him and chuckled, "Now."

Yu Chengsong's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly became anxious.

What the fuck is now?Are you going to break up in the future?

Or...his well-thought-out and well-prepared plan...has something to show for it?

impossible.

impossible.

"Have you finished?" Yu Chengsong turned his face on the phone and changed the subject, "Then I said, cough, I wish Gu Gu a happy 19th birthday! Happy every day! Smooth sailing! Peaceful seasons!"

"Five blessings come to the door, six and six are smooth, seven stars shine brightly, wealth comes from all directions, nine and nine concentric, perfect," Yin Gu said, "Those who know wish me a happy birthday, but those who don't know think that you are wishing me a new year Woolen cloth."

"Shut up," Yu Chengsong finally took a close-up of the cake and turned off the video, "The second grade is at this level."

"Very good," Yin Gu said, "Joyful."

Just as Yu Chengsong was about to put in a candle, Yin Gu stopped him: "Don't move."

"What are you doing?" Yu Chengsong looked at him.

"I'll take a photo with you and the cake." Yin Gu held up his phone.

"Why do we..." Yu Chengsong frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the desire to laugh ran from his heart to his lips, "won't we take a photo with the cake?"

Yin Gu stopped holding the phone, looked at him, and frowned seriously: "What you said really makes sense."

The two looked at each other with serious expressions, but the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time. The state of wanting to laugh and holding back did not last for five seconds before collapsing.

The combined IQ of the first grade and the second grade is less than [-].

"This angle," Yin Gu smiled and took two steps forward, turning on the front camera, "Come on."

Standing next to the cake, Yu Chengsong stretched out his hands to make a V gesture, and smiled, while Yin Gu pinched his index finger and thumb to make a heartfelt gesture. The two faces on the screen were astonishingly handsome*2.

"Crack-"

The two smiling faces are frozen at this moment.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Yu Chengsong felt as if he drank ten bottles of white wine on an empty stomach, his hands trembling with excitement, "Put a candle in and make a wish."

While talking, he picked up the little lotus flower on the table and handed it to Yin Gu: "Do you want to plug this in? The boss said it will catch fire and sing."

Yin Gu took the scale and shook his head: "Farewell, the pattern must be broken."

Although the cake will definitely go bad after a while, but he just wants to stay a little longer and watch the golden retriever, Alaska and the little turtle.

"Well, I think so too." Yu Chengsong poured out all the candles, "How many candles? Nineteen, nine?"

"Okay." Yin Gu said.

Yu Chengsong carefully found nine places from the corners, plugged them in without destroying the pattern, and carefully lit them one by one with a lighter. When he thought of what was going to happen later, he felt like he was going to twitch nervously. up.

Finally, they were all lit, and he couldn't care less about Yin Gu. He couldn't see his Parkinson's-like tricks, and he dragged people and shouted: "Make a wish, make a wish, hurry up!"

"You're so excited." Yin Gu couldn't help looking at him and smiling.

"Can't I be excited about your birthday?" Yu Chengsong twitched with his fingertips, feeling that he was almost out of control.

Nervous, excited, excited, desperate, dancing on the tip of a knife...

"It's okay," Yin Gu walked to the cake, "I'm also very excited."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and said softly, "I'm going to make a wish."

"Maybe," Yu Chengsong quietly took a step towards the sofa, "It will definitely come true."

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The author has something to say:

The author frantically digs the dirt and digs himself out of the pit where he knelt out, takes off his coat and shakes frantically, drops out the first five thousand characters, wipes it carefully and puts it on the table, takes out a big speaker from his pocket and yells in all directions: I'm coming--!Second, it is probably still old-time-time-time!

(There will be no accidents in the next chapter, and there will be no accidents. Well, you understand!)