lake garden moon

Today is Laner's 20th birthday.Under the auspices of Kang Zhier, they bought gifts for Lan'er and arranged a small celebration ceremony for her at night.

In the evening, night fell.

Lan'er was wearing a new dress, with a pair of small blue earrings on her ears, standing under the gorgeous chandelier, exuding the youth and beauty of her age.

Lan'er is a little girl who likes rituals and excitement, so she is very happy on her birthday.

It's just that, unlike previous years, she was slightly restrained while being happy—the reason was that Elvis was sitting peacefully in the main living room at the moment, and seemed out of tune with the lively atmosphere around her.

Of course Elvis will not come to her birthday celebration specially.Everyone here knew that he was taking care of Kang Zhier for convenience.

However, Lan'er still didn't quite understand—even though Elvis didn't show up, they could still help Kang Zhier in time.

When the cake was over, Suta brought a deck of cards, and they sat around playing a game of Perlman.

Playing until almost nine o'clock, Bandari came over to remind them that it was time to wash and rest.

Su Ta and the others glanced at the time and felt that it was a bit late, so they began to put away the playing cards and other toys.

Seeing that they stopped playing, Elvis got up from the other side of the living room, walked to the crowd, and carried away the big winner of the night.

In the bathroom, Kang Zhier was sitting wet in the bathtub, tilting his head happily, like a happy little mermaid.

"So happy?" Elvis asked him.

"Well," Kang Zhier nodded with his eyes closed, and answered him, "I haven't had such fun for a long time."

After Kang Zhier answered Elvis' question, he suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes and looked at Elvis, and asked him, "Elvis, why don't you join us to play games tonight?"

"If I got involved," Elvis replied flatly while wiping his arm, "you might not have such a good time."

"Elvis," Kang Zhier looked at him and shook his head slowly, "you are too restrained."

"Don't you like playing games?" he asked Elvis next.

Elvis shook his head and answered him, "I don't like playing games with too many people."

Hearing this, Kang Zhier fell into silence, his chest bulging.Afterwards, he spoke again and tentatively asked Elvis: "If I invite you, will you play games with me?"

Elvis looked up, looked at him, and nodded.

Kang Zhier's cheeks were extremely warm from the steam.After Elvis nodded, he withdrew his gaze and silently stared at the water in the bathtub.

Suddenly, he remembered another thing, raised his head, and looked directly at Elvis very seriously.

Elvis was a little puzzled, so he asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Elvis," Kang Zhier pouted, watching him mutter, "It was agreed that we can only hug when there are two of us, why don't you remember tonight?"

Elvis sat with his shoulders back in front of the tub, and it took a moment before he assured him earnestly, "I'll remember next time."

Kang Zhier raised his arm and stretched it towards him, his gauze-wrapped fingers quickly and lightly brushed across his face.

"Don't forget again." He told Elvis.

Elvis and Kang Zhier looked at each other. After Kang Zhier retracted his hand, the expression on his face slowly relaxed, and his eyes immediately became clear.

Then, facing Kang Zhier, he slightly raised his lips, showed a faint smile, and agreed, "Okay."

Opposite him, Kang Zhier was stunned for a moment because of this smile.

In the past, Elvis always had no expression on his face, looking like a stranger.

Kang Zhier felt that the way he laughed must be very strange.

However, the moment Elvis really smiled at him, all those bad impressions and strange pictures in his mind suddenly disappeared.

Elvis still didn't know the change in his heart at this time, and was still smiling at him.

Kang Zhier suddenly became shy, turned his body around, and turned his back to him.

Immediately afterwards, Elvis' slightly puzzled voice sounded from behind him again.

"What's the matter, Xiaozhi?"

Kang Zhier's cheeks were hot on both sides, and he felt his heart beating fast, so he quickly replied, "Wipe my back."

"Xiao Zhi," Elvis sat behind him and answered him, "the back has been brushed just now."

Kang Zhier was a little overwhelmed, and pressed his fingers to his cheeks, they were getting hotter and hotter.

"Wipe again."

After finishing speaking, he turned his back to Elvis and lowered his head depressedly.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after Elvis took a shower and walked to the bed, Kang Zhier suddenly turned over, raised his eyes and stared at him silently.

"What's wrong?" Elvis sensed that he had something to say.

After he finished asking, Kang Zhier lay on the bed, looked at him anxiously, and said, "Elvis, I'm hungry."

Ten minutes later, Kang Zhier sat on the armchair and watched Elvis fill the table with cakes, fruits and other things.

"So many..." He was a little shocked.

"Aren't you hungry?" Elvis asked him.

"Although I'm hungry," Kang Zhier looked around the food blankly and muttered, "but I'm not so hungry yet."

"Then now," Elvis straightened his body, "shall I take half of it away?"

Kang Zhier quietly looked at the food on the table, then raised his head to look at him.

"Elvis, let's eat together."

The height of the sofa is short, making it inconvenient to eat.

Elvis moved a chair and sat side by side with Kang Zhier behind the desk.

Kang Zhier's fingers can only perform simple typing operations for the time being, and it is not convenient to use tableware, so Elvis digs the cake with a small spoon and feeds him bite by bite.

"Is it good?" Elvis asked him.

"Delicious," Kang Zhier nodded contentedly, "The raspberry cake made by the chef is really delicious."

He was eating the cake, and he didn't forget to take care of Elvis: "Elvis, you eat too."

Elvis nodded and took a bite of the cake too.

"Is it delicious?" Kang Zhier turned his face and asked him.

Under the soft light, his eyes looked bright, as if he was looking forward to Elvis' answer.

Elvis looked at him for a second or two, nodded slightly, and agreed, "Delicious."

Kang Zhier bent his eyes, turned his face back, and picked up a strawberry and put it in his mouth.

"I remember when I was a kid," he recalls innocently, sitting in a chair and swinging his legs, "I was hungry at night, and that's how we sat behind the table and ate."

"However," he said, looking around at the desk, "this desk wasn't that small when I was young."

Elvis was next to him, and answered the words unhurriedly: "You have grown up."

After speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of yogurt and handed it over, and Kang Zhier opened his mouth to eat it accurately.

"Well," Kang Zhier felt a little tired, changed his sitting position, and continued to speak, "I still remember when I was young, I thought you were so tall, so I asked my parents, how can I become as tall as you? They Tell me I'll be as tall as you when I grow up."

As he spoke, he propped his chin with both hands, and muttered: "I didn't realize that this is impossible until I became an adult. Genes have already determined everything."

After he finished speaking, he heard Elvis' faint laughter from beside him.Then, he said a word.

"Nothing in this world is absolute."

Kang Zhier found this sentence quite interesting, turned his face to Elvis, stared into his eyes and asked, "You mean, one day, I will really be as tall as you?"

Elvis looked down at him, his eyes were close to his, the expression on his face became focused, and he couldn't help saying: "Xiao Zhi, you are so cute."

As if his eyebrows were brushed by something, Kang Zhier's heart beat faster, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly turned his body back.

"Elvis, you didn't answer the question!" he complained aloud.

"sorry."

Elvis apologized sincerely behind him, sounding like he was really admitting his mistake, but also like he didn't apologize at all.

Half an hour later, they finished their supper safely.

Elvis was about to clean up the table, but Kang Zhier turned around and noticed that there was still unwiped cream at the corner of his mouth.

"Wait a moment."

Elvis stopped what he was doing when he heard his words.

Kang Zhier reached out to the tissue box, carefully pulled out a tissue, and then lightly pressed it to Elvis' lips, wiping the corners of his lips.

"How about it?"

His eyes were shining with innocence, and while wiping, he asked Elvis a little proudly: "Although you take care of me on weekdays, I'm not bad at taking care of people, right?"

There was some distance between the two, as long as Kang Zhier looked up, he could see the emotion in Elvis' eyes.

"Well, not bad," Elvis answered him.

After washing, the two of them lay down on the bed again.

After Elvis settled Kang Zhier, he suddenly remembered something.

"Xiaozhi, I have something to tell you."

Kang Zhier was originally lying flat on the bed, but turned around to face him when he heard the sound.

"What's the matter?" he asked Elvis.

"I'm going to a neighboring city to attend a meeting tomorrow afternoon, and I should be back later." He told Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier rested his cheek on the pillow, thought about his words, and asked him in a soft voice: "It's so far away, will you stay and rest, and won't come back?"

"No," Elvis shook his head, assuring him, "I'll definitely be back."

Kang Zhier lowered his eyes and was quiet for a while, then looked at him again, and agreed: "Well, I was still thinking about how I would solve my own problems if you didn't come back. Since you said you would come back, I I will wait for you at home tomorrow night."

"Well," Elvis nodded to him gently, "I will try to come back soon."

the next day.

According to the original itinerary, Elvis needs to attend the partner's reception and give a speech.He would then leave the neighboring town at seven o'clock in the evening and return to Lake Gardens at nine o'clock.

However, plans have not kept pace with the changes.

On their way back south, a series of rear-end accidents occurred in the tunnel halfway, causing serious traffic jams due to injuries.

At ten o'clock in the evening, under the command of the traffic police, the bad road conditions were finally cleared.

Elvis sat in the back of the car without saying a word, staring out into the night.Thinking of the possibility that Kang Zhier could not help but find someone to help him take a bath because he was going back late, he became a little restless.

"Zheng Tong," he said from behind, "drive a little faster."

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Elvis finally returned to Lake Garden.

He returned to the bedroom, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Kang Zhier sleeping on the deck chair in front of the terrace with his head tilted, wearing the clothes he changed last night.

Elvis breathed lightly, changed out of his clothes, and walked to the terrace.

He came to the recliner, squatted down beside Kang Zhier, took the book on his lap, and called his name softly.

"Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi..."

Kang Zhier woke up at his call, raised his eyelids, frowned when he saw him, and muttered sleepily: "Elvis, why did you come back so late? I've been waiting for you."

"I like to be clean," he emphasized to Elvis with drooping eyelids, "I take a shower and wash my hair every day."

Elvis felt guilty when he heard this, but also slightly happy.

"sorry."

Kang Zhier raised his arms on both sides, and said to him sleepily: "Hurry up and take me to take a bath."

"it is good."

Elvis wrapped his arms around his back, picked him up from the couch, and headed toward the bathroom.

While blowing his hair, Kang Zhier couldn't hold on any longer, he sat up and down, and finally fell asleep leaning on Elvis' shoulder.

Elvis put the hairdryer aside and wrapped him loosely in his arms.

He originally wanted to sit for a few minutes, but after a few minutes, he still kept his original sitting posture, thinking that maybe he could sit for a while longer.

Elvis cherishes this kind of time, this is the time of the day when Kang Zhier relies on him the most.