But when Han Liang sat down, Bai Feng suddenly got up and went outside the door to answer the phone.

Han Liang could only pretend to drink tea calmly, while carefully observing Wen Rou.

Wen Ruan didn't notice it at all, she smiled gently and asked something about the school exams, and talked about the well-known pianist Richard Clayderman coming to Haicheng to hold a New Year's concert a few days later, in the process, Han Liang's mentality gradually changed, and he was able to calmly respond to Wen Ruan's words.

When Bai Feng came back from the courtyard after answering the phone, Han Liang was still inevitably relieved.

Just when he raised his eyes to look at Bai Feng, he unexpectedly found that the other party's state seemed to be a little wrong.

"Sister Feng, is something wrong?" Han Liang didn't think about it carefully, and asked directly.

Bai Feng first looked at Wen Soft, then smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

Although Bai Feng was obviously in a wrong state, seeing that she didn't seem to be ready to talk about it, Han Liang didn't ask any more.

Han Liang never expected that he would be the one who finally adjusted the atmosphere at the dining table.

Bai Feng was absent-minded, Fu Tingxiao was silent, and occasionally whispered to Wen Rou, only he was desperately looking for common topics between them.

At the end of the meal, Bai Feng got up to leave, and Han Liang hurriedly followed.

Listening to the sound of car engines coming from the yard, Wen Rou who was sitting on the sofa asked the people around him a little puzzled, "What's wrong with Bai Feng today?"

"I don't know. ”

"I'll call her in a moment," said Gentle and worried, "I didn't say the wrong thing just now, did I?"

"Nope. Fu Tingxiao rubbed his soft palm, "It should have something to do with that phone call." ”

But why did Bai Feng refuse to tell her best friend?

Wen was puzzled, at first she thought it was because there were other people in the family during the day, but in the process of calling, Bai Feng still didn't want to say.

As a last resort, gentleness can only be abandoned.

In a blink of an eye, it was Fu Tingxiao's birthday, Wen Rou began to prepare early in the morning, until Fu Tingxiao came back from the company in the evening, she mysteriously took the other party's hand, "Follow me." ”

Walking up the long staircase to the second floor, I pushed open the door to the master bedroom, "You can open your eyes now." ”

"Good. Fu Tingxiao opened his eyes obediently, and when he saw the mountain of gifts piled up in front of him, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

"Why are there so many?"

"Go take it apart and take it apart. ”

Wen Rou almost pushed Fu Tingxiao into the room.

Standing in front of the mountain of gifts, Fu Tingxiao smiled and turned to look at the little expectation behind him, stretched out his hand to pick up one of the gifts and opened the delicate packaging box outside.

It didn't contain some expensive watch or tie, but the jersey of Nicholas Fu's favorite team as a teenager, with the signature of a retired football star on it.

Since taking over the family business, Fu Tingxiao has lost almost all his hobbies and hobbies, and has devoted himself to his career.

It was eight years since I last watched a football match.

With joy in his eyes, Fu Tingxiao opened another gift box.

Inside the box is his favorite novel, and on the title page is the author's signature.

This author, a representative of the modern style of magical realism, unfortunately died a year ago.

Fu Tingxiao has lived in a wealthy family since he was a child, and birthday gifts are dispensable for him, and he has never had too many expectations.

However, the gifts that Wen Rou prepared today completely moved his heart.

It was as if what was in his hand was not an ordinary jersey, a book autographed by the author, but the years that two people missed in their youth.

Holding these gifts, an imaginary picture even appeared in front of Fu Tingxiao.

The green years, young boys and girls in love.

"Do you still like it?" Wen Rou didn't hear Fu Tingxiao's voice for a long time, and asked with some concern.

Fu Tingxiao temporarily put the gift on the table and stepped forward to take a soft hand, "I like it very much, this is the best birthday gift I have received so far." ”

"If you like it, if you like. Wen Soft lowered his head and smiled shyly, "It took a bit of effort to find these things, but the most important thing is that you like them." ”

Some time ago, Wen Rou was indeed a little depressed, her imagination was limited, and she didn't know what kind of birthday gift Fu Tingxiao would like, but then she suddenly got inspiration, and felt that she could start with Fu Tingxiao's past preferences, and this matter was thanks to Wu's mother's help, otherwise Wen Rou really didn't know that Fu Tingxiao in the past was not as straightforward as now, and even a little naughty.

"I heard Wu's mother say that you skipped class for half a month in order to watch the World Cup, is it true?"

Wen Ruan really couldn't imagine that Fu Tingxiao would do such a thing, so he hurriedly asked the other party for confirmation.

Fu Tingxiao first sighed helplessly, then took Wen Rou in his arms and admitted calmly, "Hmm." ”

Wen Rou was so surprised that he didn't close his mouth for a long time.

"Surprised?"

"Of course. "I didn't expect you to do such a deviant thing." ”

"Deviant?" Fu Tingxiao tugged at his tie and whispered in his soft ear, "Actually, there are many deviant things I've done. ”

Wen Rou suddenly had a bad premonition, and reached out to push Fu Tingxiao away, but after all, he was still a step late, and finally he could only be obediently picked up by the other party and entered the bathroom.

Before Fu Tingxiao's thirtieth birthday, Wen Rou had a new perspective on the word deviant.

She snuggled in Fu Tingxiao's arms with a red face, and said with some grievances, "The cake I prepared is still in the kitchen downstairs, and it doesn't taste so good after so long, it's all your ......."

"Well, blame me. Fu Tingxi lazily closed his eyes, and his somewhat rough hands clenched his soft hands, "Are you going to the party on Chinese New Year's Eve next week?"

At the mention of this, Wen Rou began to feel a little weak, "Hmm." ”

At the same time, he also argued, "I know your itinerary, you have to go to Cloud City on Chinese New Year's Eve on a business trip, and you can only come back the next day." ”

"The flight was changed, and I went back and forth on New Year's Eve. ”

Wen was stunned, originally a little reasonable, but now he is completely empty-hearted.

But fortunately, Fu Tingxiao didn't embarrass her, "Prepare for the party program with peace of mind, this is a New Year's Eve party watched by more than a billion people, behave well, I and the baby are waiting for you at home." ”

"Hmm. Wen Rou nodded a little gratefully, and leaned into the other party's arms again.

Fu Tingxiao is very supportive of her career, which Wen Rou is very grateful.

Since the identity was exposed, the rumors on the Internet have never stopped.

There are even a lot of doubts about Wen Soft, but Wen Soft is a more frustrated and courageous character, the more the outside world is not optimistic about her, the more she wants to break out of her own career.