Eat chicken and eat the goddess

The restaurant chosen by my cousin is a western restaurant with a high-end decoration.

In fact, the food did not meet Mu Ziyou's taste, but it was more romantic in the venue, with candles lit with roses and a goblet of red wine swirling.

The restaurant played soothing pure music, and under the atmosphere, Mu Ziyou felt that he was not the protagonist of the birthday, but rather a light bulb with a very high wattage.

When seated, the cousin gentleman opened the seat for the two of them and let them sit down.

The expression on Yan Zhen's face was always indifferent, but occasionally when he turned his head to look at Mu Ziyou, the corners of his lips would be slightly raised.

From the time the food was served to the time the three of them finished eating together, my cousin kept trying to find something to chat with Yan Zhen.

But Yan Zhen didn't want to say anything, and occasionally nodded and smiled in response.

Not long after the meal, the waiter pushed over a three-tiered strawberry cake.

Cousin seriously lit nineteen candles and looked at Mu Ziyou with a smile.

"Make a wish, Youyou."

Mu Ziyou clasped his hands together and smiled foolishly, turning his head just in time to see Yan Zhen smiling at her with his forehead propped up.

The light in the western restaurant was a bit dim, under the light of the faint candlelight, Yan Zhen's fair face glowed softly with warmth, and the contours of his face were soft and delicate.

Her eyes were deep and shining, and she looked at Mu Ziyou with a slight smile.

Like a perfect static sculpture, the long eyelashes flicker occasionally, as if dotted with starlight, which is a bit outrageously beautiful.

Mu Ziyou felt a little hot on his face for no reason.

Seeing Mu Ziyou staring at her in a daze for a while, Yan Zhen urged with a smile.

"Ziyou, make a wish."

"Ah."

Mu Ziyou closed his eyes and quickly lowered his head, his closed palms resting lightly on his chin.

She settled down and silently made a wish in her heart.

Well, I hope mom and dad can come back to be with her on her next birthday.

Instead of sending a wishing text message and then promising to come back and make up for the birthday present.

After making the wish, Mu Ziyou opened his eyes, his dark and clear pupils were full of satisfaction.

"Okay, I'm blowing out the candles."

Yan Zhen looked at her sideways, and at some point, she put down her head and folded it on the dining table, she said with a smile.

"Blow it out in one breath, so that the wish will come true."

Mu Ziyou nodded happily.

"Well, in one breath."

"Blow quickly."

My cousin smiled kindly.

Mu Ziyou took a deep breath, puffed his cheeks, and blew it away in one breath. The breeze blew past and extinguished eighteen candles, but the last candle that was closest to Yan Zhen wobbled and did not go out.

Mu Ziyou's cheeks were flushed red, and he tried his last bit of strength, but he didn't blow it out.

Just when she was a little disappointed and ready to blow it out with a breath.

Yan Zhen suddenly moved slightly, and she reached out to brush her drooping hair, and the candle closest to her flickered and then went out.

Cousin clapped his hands silly.

"Okay, blow it out in one breath, and your wish will definitely come true."

Mu Ziyou looked at Yan Zhen with some embarrassment, and the two looked at each other tacitly, and smiled slightly.

Mu Ziyou didn't like sweets very much, and Yan Zhen didn't seem to like it very much either, but just ate a small piece of cake that Mu Ziyou cut for her as a token.

There was a lot left, Mu Ziyou looked around, and simply called the waiter, and politely asked him to help cut the remaining cakes and give them to other guests.

The waiter was a handsome little brother. He smiled knowingly, and according to Mu Ziyou's request, he cut the cake piece by piece and gave it to the guests at other tables.

Explaining that the situation was someone's birthday cake, the friendly guests raised their glasses to Mu Ziyou and the others.

There were also two little girls holding hands who specially took the roses on the table, borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, came over, gave them to Mu Ziyou and sincerely said happy birthday.

The restaurant also played the happy birthday song at the right time, and everyone sang along.

The atmosphere is very harmonious and warm.

The smile on Mu Ziyou's face never faded, and she thanked her earnestly a few times.

Yan Zhen looked around, saw the piano in the middle of the restaurant, and suddenly thought of something.

Turning his head to look at Mu Ziyou, he blinked and asked her.

"Want to listen to piano music?"

"what."

Mu Ziyou didn't understand Yan Zhen's meaning at first, but she quickly realized it.

Senior sister, is this going to play the piano for her?

Yan Zhen asked again patiently.

"Want to hear it?"

Mu Ziyou nodded quickly.

"Want to want."

Cousin was on the side, happier than Mu Ziyou, he patted Mu Ziyou on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"We have an ear blessing today, but not everyone has the opportunity to listen to the school girl playing the piano."

Among the words, the tone is extremely proud.

Yan Zhen stood up, straightened the folds of his clothes, and looked down at Mu Ziyou with a gentle tone.

"For you, Ziyou."

"Ah."

Under Yan Zhen's gaze, Mu Ziyou lowered his head in embarrassment.

There was some excitement in my heart.

She had heard for a long time that Yan Zhen played the piano very well. He once represented the school and played a few piano pieces at the mayor's speech, and was praised by the mayor for his talent and knowledge.

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Zhen walked towards the black piano calmly, and she sat down slowly.

Her thin body was wrapped in a white sweater, slender and slim, she sat upright with her back straight.

With just a slight lift and drop of the white and slender fingertips, the pleasant and familiar notes jumped into the ears happily.

That was indeed a happy birthday song for Mu Ziyou.

After the song fell, Yan Zhen didn't get up, but continued to play.

After a long piano sound, the fingertips are like little elves jumping on the black and white squares, and the unrestrained and passionate tunes are leisurely and slammed into the ears.

Like fireworks blooming in the ear, colorful and gorgeous.

After only listening to the beginning, Mu Ziyou could tell that what Yan Zhen was playing was Chopin's Fantasia Impromptu. After a passionate and fast piano sound, after a short turbulent little piece, the sound began to change, deep and long.

It seems to be able to drag people into a beautiful fantasy, let people immerse themselves in it, wandering and intoxicated.

From the moment the piano sounded, the restaurant was silent.

All eyes fell on the beautiful girl who was playing beautiful piano music in front of the piano.

No one looked away, just like Mu Ziyou, they were immersed in the beautiful music of the piano.

Mu Ziyou listened quietly, her eyes fixed on Yan Zhen for a moment.

That beautiful girl, confident and charming.

She always had a faint and alienated smile on her face, and her slightly lowered eyes seemed to contain a whole piece of starlight, which was dazzling.

Under everyone's gaze, she is calm and composed, and the sound of the piano is pleasant and melodious.

After finishing the song, Yan Zhen stopped his hands, but the soft and melodious piano sound seemed to be ringing in Mu Ziyou's ears non-stop, with a lingering aftertaste, it turned into a warm current and slowly flowed into her heart.

Coincidentally, Yan Zhen turned her head and looked at Mu Ziyou.

Her gaze was so distant and gentle, it caught Mu Ziyou's eyes.

For some reason, Mu Ziyou panicked a bit, she quickly lowered her head, her ears turned red.