Time flies, and it will be Jiang Zhishu's birthday in a blink of an eye.But even if he is the first in the whole school year, he still has no privileges as a student, and the school will not give him an extra day off for his birthday.

"I heard that Jiang Zhishu's locker was overcrowded. The love letters are piled up outside the class. Do you still want to send them?" Liu Nong said to Xiangqin without raising his head while playing with his newly bought mobile phone.Recently, her father changed a new job, the environment is much better, and there is more pocket money.

It's no secret that Jiang Zhishu celebrates his birthday. Everyone in the school, from teachers to students, knows about it. Since he has no desire to celebrate at all, everyone can only pretend to be calm and hold back their inner desire to let go. Flower impulse.

It is said that Xiangqin also wants to write a love letter, but it is a pity that this love letter has not been finished for a whole month... so that the people around have no excitement to ask (kan) to help (re) her (nao) .

Shui Yifei glanced at it once or twice, the stationery used by Xiangqin is very girlish, with a pink background, there are a few cute little bunnies on it, and there is a sweet fragrance on it-I don’t know why she let her Inexplicably, I remembered the address book I used in elementary school.

"Xiangqin," Chunmei also felt unreliable: "Have you made up your mind?"

Xiangqin...Of course Xiangqin didn't make up her mind, otherwise the love letter wouldn't be in an unfinished state, and I'm afraid she would have been in Class A long ago.

Even Ah Jin next to him gave up the idea of ​​persuading Xiangqin, took this opportunity to keep motivating himself, and then radiated negative energy.This is Xiangqin, if any other girl has such a crush, probably the most hope is to beat him to death.

Until school was over, no one had confessed their success. It seemed that Jiang Zhishu really didn't take it seriously.

Chu Yifei and the others passed by the school gate, and they could still see piles of gifts and love letters flooding a corner of the mailroom.The security uncle shouted loudly: "There are students who gave gifts, please take them back and give them back, otherwise I will deal with them in a unified manner."

Treating the school's facilities as a storage room for oneself is only the heart of a teacher like Jiang Zhishu who has this kind of treatment.

It's a pity that I don't appreciate it at all, and I probably find it very troublesome.

Actually?Not only is it very troublesome.

For Jiang Zhishu, the annual birthday is like a disaster day. Almost everyone who meets him will give him blessings, give him things that he will never use, and all kinds of messy rituals.

"Brother, how about we hold a big... party?" Mother Jiang drew a big circle with both hands.

"It's not good." Jiang Zhishu said "unhappy" all over his face, and even his tone of voice was full of disgust.

Jiang's mother was a little wronged: "But, birthday, it only happens once a year, so it has to be celebrated with a sense of ceremony."

Jiang Zhishu still had a cold face, and turned his own mother back: "I don't want to think about it."

"Then..." Jiang's mother had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and reluctantly said, "Everyone has a meal, so we're at home?"

When Jiang's mother said this, she was in the break of breakfast, and Jiang's father was also helping, Jiang Yushu also looked forward to it but he didn't say anything, Jiang Zhishu glanced at all the family members, and agreed: "Whatever."

To be honest, not everyone can bear this uncle-like attitude. Fortunately, the Jiang family has seen it for more than ten years and is used to it.

After school at night, Jiang Zhishu looked at the balloons and ribbons at home without any surprise, and walked into his room silently.

Jiang's mother's so-called "eat a meal" turned into a barbecue in the courtyard at home. Not only that, but also bought a lot of small fireworks for a small celebration-this is the way Jiang's family often used to deal with Jiang Zhishu. Cut first and play later, anyway, Jiang Zhishu would not be angry under normal circumstances.Of course, even if he is angry, he is just sullen. If he doesn't say anything, and everyone doesn't know, just be angry.

In fact, Jiang Zhishu is also used to the situation where he said one, his mother said five, and finally became ten.

It has to be said that habit is a terrible thing.

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When Chu Yifei arrived at Jiang's house, he could still see the fireworks blooming from outside the courtyard, and he could still smell the smell of barbecue in his nose.

Fireworks can be set off in Wanwan, but it is definitely not allowed in places prone to fire.In addition, you can often see fireworks and firecrackers set off by shops at night, especially when the sky is getting late, many activities will be like this, and it looks very lively.

This is very new to Chu Yifei, she has never seen this kind of scene outside the Chinese New Year.

Every Chinese New Year, everyone seems to hold back for a long time, wishing to set off firecrackers every moment and every minute, besides a series of hundreds of firecrackers, there are Ertijiao, fireworks, skyrockets... It makes even normal people think It's not okay to sleep late during the Chinese New Year.

As a result, after coming to Wanwan, I met an unexpected joy.

In any case, a girl who still has a bit of literary cells in her bones still likes this kind of romance.Especially when not everyone is romantic but only occasionally intentional, it seems unique and fresh.

The courtyard of Jiang's family is very large, and there are many green plants in the courtyard. The branches and leaves of some trees are leaning against the wall, which is lush and green.

In such a place, enjoying the cool air is probably very comfortable.

What is comfortable is more than just enjoying the cool air, barbecue in the open air, and the bustling noises in the house are spread outside. Mama Jiang, Papa Jiang, Jiang Yushu, and Jiang Zhishu, who occasionally chit chat, can almost imagine Yifei sipping clearly outside the door. to the scene inside.

In fact, think about it, if she were Jiang Zhishu, she would be more willing to be with her family than gifts.

Thinking in this way, Chu Yifei took out a post-it note from his backpack, wrote a few words on it to explain the situation, rang the doorbell, and made sure he heard someone echoing inside, carefully put the wrapped gift in the the door.

She spent a lot of money and thought on choosing this, so of course she must handle it carefully, otherwise she won't have to pay for it if it breaks.

Chu Yifei didn't plan to say anything to Jiang Zhishu at first, and she wrote down what she had to say on the note, but she thought that she would meet and send it face to face, but now she has no such idea.

Anyway, we will meet again at school tomorrow, and the monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away, and it's not like we will all go to the end of the world the next day.

In this way, when Jiang Zhishu got the gift, it was already a gift that everyone had visited under the leadership of Jiang's mother. Even so, he still quickly ran out of Jiang's gate with the gift in his arms.

It was at this time that Chu Yifei received his call. Yes, she bought the cheapest mobile phone, and she could only make calls and send text messages.

"Hey, why did you run away after giving the gift, are you so shameful?" The voice on the phone was very gentle, slightly panting.

"No," Chui Yifei sneered, "I want to say that you would rather spend your birthday with your family."

Jiang Zhishu walked very fast and ran very fast. There was only one road from the community outside his house to Chu Yifei's house. He ran along this road, and soon saw a slender figure walking slowly under the street lights, looking like Bored: "What else?"

Chu Yifei thought about it, and although it was not twelve o'clock, she still said to me: "Happy birthday."

"Shouldn't this sentence be said to the person himself..." Jiang Zhishu said with a smile: "Kick Feifei?"

For him, there is a big and important difference between hearing this sentence in person and simply saying it on the phone.

Chu Yifei finally felt something was wrong, and when she turned around, she happened to meet Jiang Zhishu who was also panting with a phone in his hand. She looked at the half-bent boy not far away with a bit of astonishment. It's all smiles...and slyness.

Like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, he was naughty and full of playfulness.

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Leaving from Jiang's house, the two walked straight along the street.At night, Taipei was brightly lit and neon was everywhere. Chu Yifei saw Jiang Zhishu carrying a shopping bag, and there seemed to be other things in it besides the gift she gave.

"It's fireworks," Jiang Zhishu complained helplessly, "My mother wants me to take them, otherwise I'm not allowed to go out."

Chu Yifei wanted to laugh a little, but she held back: "It's okay, we'll find a place to release it later."

Jiang Zhishu nodded: "Yeah." After a second, he said again: "By the way, I haven't eaten cake today."

Sip Yifei a little confused: Is it so straightforward to eat cake now?

Seeing Chu Yifei didn't respond, Jiang Zhishu sighed pretendingly again: "Oh, I wanted to say that the annual birthday will always be very comfortable, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to eat the cake I like and want. It's a pity I don't have any money with me."

Sip Yifei angrily and funny: "... yes, young master, let's go buy it now."

Jiang Zhishu, who knows that Chu Yifei is now spending money and heartache, is very satisfied with his importance, and walks ahead, exuding a cheerful atmosphere: "I can't help it, the birthday is the biggest, right? Actually, I'm not so I like to eat cakes, but since you are so sincere, I am too embarrassed to disagree. And you are a person who keeps what you say, and you happen to sell them nearby."

Sip Yifei so angry that his liver hurts: Calm down, you can't kill him, you must control how much you send.

Jiang Zhishu likes strawberry cake, Chu Yifei likes yogurt cake, and then Jiang Zhishu chooses a strawberry yogurt cake.

Waiting for the cake chef to make a sip of Yifei, he raised his chin and asked jokingly: "Don't you like sour food?"

Jiang Zhishu shrugged, pretending to be indifferent, and said nonsense with his eyes open: "I don't like his strawberry cake."

You should know that the strawberry flavor is usually popular, and the yogurt cake that Yifei likes is rare, not to mention the strawberry yogurt, which is even more rare.Chuan Yifei pursed her lips to keep herself from laughing, while watching the skilled baker make cakes.

He ordered a very small cake, but Jiang Zhishu had just eaten the barbecue, and together with Chu Yifei, who didn't eat much, the two of them ate and played, and it took more than an hour to eat the whole cake.When I walked out of the cake shop, I was slow, and I couldn't get up fast.

The next task was to set off the fireworks brought by Jiang Zhishu. They took a taxi and went to the nearest river.There are also quite a few people who come out to digest food at night, but the count is good, and it is easy to find a quieter place with fewer people.

Jiang Zhishu simply arranged all the fireworks in a row, lit the fuze with a lighter, and then walked away.

As if it was an appointment, swishing sounds rang out in unison, and in the next second, countless colorful fireworks bloomed one after another, exuding different brilliance in the dark sky.

Chu Yifei stood in place watching Jiang Zhishu approaching step by step, stopped in front of her, turned sideways and walked to her side, he looked up at the sky as bright as day, his handsome and clear face was full of bright colors. Dimming colorful light.

In a daze, Chu Yifei involuntarily came up with two lines of poems that seemed very unreasonable to her——

People look for him thousands of Baidu.

Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit.

The author has something to say: Good night, okay!

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