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*You are my baby*

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Two days ago, Wen Yang's aunt began to pray.

The content of the prayer is nothing more than the hope that the old mother can stay awake during the birthday party.

At least I can experience my 90th birthday in person, as long as I survive the birthday banquet.

No one can be sure when Grandma Wen Yang will be awake.

Family members are uncertain, and doctors and experts are also uncertain.

Uncertain sobriety and confusion, the only way to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the heart is to pray to the gods.

Wen Yang...

It must be admitted that on the night before the birthday banquet, Wen Yang had the same hope as his aunt.

She hoped that grandma could celebrate her birthday in a sober state, so that the banquet would be meaningful.

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Grandma's 90th birthday party.

Before going out, Wen Yang asked grandma if she knew everyone present as usual.

who is this?

who is this?

Who is this again?

Except for the name of the great-grandson who couldn't answer for a while, everyone else could name him.

"Do you know what banquet we are going to eat later?"

"My 90th birthday."

It's rare, the protagonist of today's birthday banquet is online both in terms of memory and cognitive ability... Others can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, this birthday celebration banquet will become a celebration for others, analogous to empty joy.

Unlike newlyweds getting married, children celebrating their birthdays, and students entering higher education, the protagonist of the 90th birthday party will not wait at the entrance of the banquet hall to welcome guests.

Uncles and aunts greet relatives and friends at the door, but son-in-law Wen Guodong, who has a foreign surname, naturally did not call his friends at the mother-in-law's banquet.

Auntie and Wen Yang took care of grandma in the banquet hall.

The old man only needs the two of them to stay by his side at this moment.

After peeling a few walnuts, the old man ate a few.

When I still wanted to eat, I didn't know what prompted the old man to recall the previous fragmented memory.

Grandma took La Wenyang's hand and asked with concern,

"Where's Yang Yang's friend?"

Hearing this question at first, Wen Yang couldn't even react for a moment.

After the old lady described Jian Muzi's appearance in detail, Wen Yang suddenly realized that she was too busy and forgot to ask if Jian Muzi had arrived.

Even though Jian Muzi had been repeatedly told yesterday that she must call her when she arrived, Wen Yang was still not at ease...

It is not easy for Jian Muzi to attend such an occasion, and Wen Yang will be even more embarrassed if she neglects it.

What's more, she didn't want to neglect the other party at all.

Everyone in the banquet hall can be snubbed, but Jian Muzi cannot be snubbed.

She patted herself on the forehead as punishment, then took out her phone.

Although the banquet hall was noisy, it didn't affect the sound of the phone when the call came in.

There are no missed calls or unread messages on the phone.

Wen Yang hesitated whether to call Jian Muzi...

But what if the other party is on the way by car?

She should drive here, right?

Calling while driving...

Dangerous driving is too unsafe...

Wen Yang sat back at the dining table, frowning with hesitation.

The aunt on the side saw this scene, and then thought of the "friend" the old lady mentioned just now.

A combination of two ends can make single girls wait anxiously, who else is it but a lover?

"Sheep?"

"Well, auntie?"

"Who is Yangyang waiting for? Isn't she waiting for her boyfriend?"

Wen Yang didn't know if he blushed at that time...

She just felt that her cheeks were slightly hot, and she denied it very quickly, even blurting out.

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Wen Yang, who has never been able to treat his uncle and aunt coldly...

Although in the past few years, she and Wen Guodong almost took care of her grandma when she was hospitalized, but Wen Yang always remembered... After Yang Changrong passed away, she was taken care of by three elders.

The uncle provided her with housing around the school where she was going to repeat her studies, and the aunt came to deliver meals to her every day before Wen Guodong resigned...

Although they seem to have changed in the past few years, Wen Yang will never forget even a little bit of the favor they have received.

She remembers people well.

Whether the past was good or bad, she couldn't deny the care she received back then just because of other people's changes.

Maybe these are just a little effort in the eyes of others.

But Wen Yang is willing to keep it in his heart, willing to keep the good things of the past in his heart...

Because of this, in the past few years, she couldn't completely fall out with her uncle and aunt because of her grandmother's affairs.

One thing is one thing.

But fortunately, since grandma's memory decline, uncles and aunts have changed significantly.

At least learn to arrange shifts to accompany the old lady.

This is a good sign.

But the bad thing is that grandma's memory is declining.

How happy the old lady would be if she was awake all the time~

Wen Yang got up and left the table where the aunt had gossiped about. After much hesitation, he still couldn't make the call.

Nothing to do but make phone calls.

She came to the entrance of the banquet hall, waited for a while, and pressed the elevator.

She was going to wait for Jian Muzi at the gate of the hotel, which was the only place to pass in and out of the hotel.

The parking lot of this hotel is an above-ground parking lot, which is just convenient for people on the first floor of the hotel to observe all the guests entering and leaving the hotel.

Wen Yang went down to the first floor and lingered in the hall for a while.

During the period, he took out his mobile phone and downloaded the game of Xiaoxiaole as if to cover up.

If you don't do something, it looks like you are waiting for someone.

……

At first, the players were standing and playing the game, but after a while they found an empty seat on the sofa in the hall.

To be immersed in the game is to be immersed like some.

It's just that people who are really immersed in the game, how can they care that standing up and playing the game will not seem so natural?

Wen Yang didn't want others to see the urgency in his heart.

At this moment, her eyes seem to be focused on the mobile phone screen, but her heart and peripheral vision are actually parked on the revolving door of the hotel together.

Every time a person came in, the movements of Wen Yang's hands would stop.

After confirming that the person who came was not Jian Muzi, he stretched out his hand and tapped the game bubbles that could disappear.

And when Jian Muzi actually appeared at the revolving door, if Wen Yang had two ears, his ears might stand up.

She first noticed Jian Muzi's figure from the corner of her eye, and then carefully listened to the conversation between the hotel waiter and Jian Muzi.

"Hello ma'am, which banquet hall are you going to? Do you need me to guide you?"

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

Jian Muzi had already spoken, and Wen Yang was completely sure who was coming.

It has to be said that the gene of the old Wen family's listening to all directions has also been passed on to Wen Yang.

The sofa in the hall was about [-] meters away from the revolving door, and at such a distance, she could hear conversations at normal volume.

Wen Yang curled his lips faintly, secretly amused in his heart for a while.

However, Police Officer Wen, who looked like an outsider, was still calm and focused on the game of Xiao Xiao Le.

Special focus!

Focused enough to be matched with the feeling of being immersed in the game.

"Hey~~"

"Ah, here."

"Yeah, another pass."

As long as Officer Wen starts acting, he is a master of acting.

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I thought I had already made my voice, and people passing by the sofa in the lobby would definitely notice me...

After all, if you want to come out of the revolving door... Whether you want to take the elevator or take the stairs, the place you must pass is the sofa lounge in the lobby on the first floor!

It was because of this in mind that Wen Yang chose such a position.

Who would have thought that her silhouette from the corner of her eye had almost disappeared...

This completely unexpected situation shocked Officer Wen immediately.

Brain crashes.

She never thought that Jian Muzi, who is usually careful, would be so...ignoring her...

Wen Yang muttered in a low voice,

"Why don't you call my cell phone?"

"Wen Yang."

The person who was just about to get up was terrified, subconsciously leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and looked horrified at Jian Muzi who was speaking from the left rear.

"you……"

Seeing the faint smile on the other party's face, Wen Yang calmed down on the spot and tried his best to forget the complaint that he didn't know if he had revealed it just now.

"Why are you here, Jian Mumu?"

Police officer Wen recovered extremely calm, on the contrary, Jian Muzi's smile deepened because of her return to normal, and she felt that Officer Wen was even cuter.

"I just saw you."

Jian Muzi's intentional emphasis... is equivalent to lying...

Wen Yang was in no mood to care about the embarrassing incident of his upper body being discovered.

She got up as usual, took Jian Muzi's hand, and led her to take the elevator.

She changed the subject and returned to her grandmother.

"Grandma was looking for you just now. She still remembers inviting you over and telling me to come down and wait for you."

There are too many explanations...explaining without asking is equivalent to being tricky.

In front of the full-length mirror in the elevator, Jian Muzi turned sideways, staring at the girl beside her with soft eyes.

……

Jian Muzi was arranged at the main table, between Wen Yang and grandma.

It was only when Wen Guodong took his seat that he noticed that the person sitting next to Wen Yang was not a relative of the Yang family but Jian Muzi.

"Hello, Uncle Wen."

"Hello."

Wen Guodong nodded to Jian Muzi, feeling suspicious in his heart.

On such an occasion, my daughter would never invite her friends.

How did Jian Muzi appear?

"Grandma invited Jian Muzi over."

Wen Yang whispered in Wen Guodong's ear and explained.

Explained without asking questions...

Does this mean that Officer Wen's level of vigilance has increased again?

Or is there something else hidden behind it?

Wen Guodong smiled faintly, and took a sip of the water in the glass...

Then, what made the old father feel his throat even more hot was after the dishes started...

It’s okay for my caring daughter to peel the shrimp for today’s birthday star, but friends around me don’t seem to need to be treated like this, right?

And that steamed sea bass...

Wen Yang took the chopsticks and carefully scraped off the thornless part, and gave half to the old birthday star and half to Jian Muzi.

And...the ribs that the old birthday star gave to Jian Muzi over Wen Yang...

Wen Yang picked it up from Jian Muzi's bowl while grandma was not paying attention.

"Does it matter if there is some red meat in the bowl? I'll go get you a new bowl?"

Jian Muzi stopped Wen Yang who got up and wanted to go to the waiter to get a bowl...

He only patted the back of Wen Yang's hand, and let him settle down on the chair.

"It's ok."

Jian Muzi handed Wen Yang the small glutinous rice balls she had just filled with distiller's lees, and put them beside Wen Yang's bowl.

"Don't you like this?"

Police officer Wen just stared at the small glutinous rice balls with distiller's lees for a long time... But he couldn't find a clean bowl to hold the sweet soup.

People who don't drink or drink... Jian Muzi's wine glass is empty, just enough to hold sweet soup.

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