Wen Xun was not born in a wealthy and sophisticated family, so his previous birthdays were just eating cakes and blowing out candles, and it was good to pass plainly. Only today's birthday is different, this is her eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, Wen Boyong and Jin Mei told her on the evening of July 5th, booked a restaurant for her, and asked her to call a few more good friends to have a good time.

On the night of the fifth, Wen Xun tossed and turned, unable to decide whether to send a message to Jiang Xiangyang to invite him. As soon as the time reached midnight, he was the first to send blessings:

- Wen Xun, happy adulthood.

She smiled and curled the corners of her mouth and eyebrows, and finally replied pretending to be cold: Thank you.

Jiang Xiangyang: I heard my mother say that you are going to hold a coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, why didn't you tell me such a big thing?

Wen Xun: I won't tell you, don't you still know?

Jiang Xiangyang: You are poor. But let me tell you, I may not be able to go, it depends.

Wen Xun: Oh, I see.

The reputation of the stove in City C is not covered, and Wen Xun arrived at the restaurant the next day with a hot and irritable and dizzy head. She was glad that she was not a person who sweated easily, otherwise her mother would have spent all the makeup she had put on in the morning.

She wore a delicate and cute floral dress today, and her hair was ironed into small curls with a curling iron at the bottom by her mother. From the moment she entered the auditorium, she kept looking towards the door.

"Xiao Xun. ”

"Oh? Mom. ”

Jin Mei, who came over from the side, handed Wen Xun a white bag, "Well, your brother Yangyang gave you a gift for adulthood, and it was inconvenient for him to come on this occasion, so he kept the gift for me." ”

Wen Xun took the bag and lifted it up to look at it—it actually had the most expensive mobile phone on the market now. She deserves to be a big star, and the gifts have become so valuable.

"Thank him for me. ”

Jin Mei looked at Wen Xun inexplicably, "You can't thank yourself?" Hey, why are you making a bitter face, you can't be angry that he didn't come. There are so many people here, you have to understand, how can he ......"

"Okay, Mom, stop, stop, I'm not angry. Wen Xun hurriedly pointed behind Jin Mei, "Hey, isn't that Aunt Shang, you can go and entertain you." ”

Sending his mother away, Wen Xun breathed a sigh of relief. She took the bag containing the phone to the cabinet next to her and sighed silently in her heart.

- Although it is understandable that Jiang Xiangyang was unable to attend, she was still very uncomfortable when things really happened like this. She is not usually a person who attaches great importance to the sense of ritual, which is why when she occasionally has a sense of ritual in her life, she will be very eager to be valued by the people she cares about.

Unfortunately, that person didn't come.

The birthday party lasted for a long time, and then the air conditioning on this floor of the restaurant was unlucky to break, and a group of people stayed in the airtight and stuffy space very uncomfortable, so the host had to speed up the process and wanted to end the birthday party as soon as possible.

Wen Xun cooperated throughout the process, but slowly began to feel dizzy and nauseous, and his physical strength was exhausted.

The noisy environment added to her discomfort and made her feel more and more top-heavy. Her last memory of the birthday party was the light of the candle, and then, before she could blow out the candle to make a wish, her eyes went black and she fainted.

- The second half of his eighteenth birthday was spent in the hospital, which Wen Xun really never thought about.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the white of the hospital sheets, and the smell of my nose changed from the aroma of cake to the smell of disinfectant. Wen Xun moved his fingers and found that his left hand was infused with fluid.

"Awake?"

Wen Xun turned his head to the left when he heard the sound, and it was Jiang Xiangyang sitting beside her. He was holding a cold towel and applying it to her forehead while explaining, "You have a heat stroke, Uncle Wen and Aunt Jin are handling things in the restaurant, so call me to come and take care of you." ”

"Oh. Wen Xun was startled by his hoarse voice, but he still maintained a cold state and said, "Then I'm fine now, your task is complete, you can go." ”

Jiang Xiangyang sneered. "Well, this is the Wen Xun I know. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You always looked empathetic a while ago, I was scared, and I thought you were plotting some earth-shattering plan to fix me. ”

“...... I'm not that bored. ”

Jiang Xiangyang soaked another towel. "But I mean, you're unlucky. It's not very unlucky to faint at my adult birthday party, and the wish I've been looking forward to for a long time hasn't come true. ”

It's already unpleasant enough, and he has to rub salt on his wounds. Wen Xun clenched his fists. "Do you have to force me to get up and beat you?"

Jiang Xiangyang smiled again. "It seems that my mission has really been completed, and you don't have much of a problem. ”

Wen Xun turned his head away from him.

"By the way, I asked Aunt Jin to help you bring the phone I gave you. Jiang Xiangyang picked up the phone box from the ground and opened it, "You can record your fingerprints." ”

"Can't you wait until I'm better? ”

"Oh, don't record it, I'll record mine. ”

Jiang Xiangyang opened his mobile phone as he said and began to record his fingerprints, Wen Xun struggled to sit up, "You are insane!

"I've already finished recording anyway. Jiang Xiangyang threw the phone to Wen Xun, Wen Xun caught it with his right hand that was not hanging on the drip, and looked at him angrily.

She said, "I'm going to remove your fingerprints." ”

"Whatever you want. Jiang Xiangyang didn't care, changed the towel on her forehead and put on a new cold towel. "Anyway, I just want to buy you a phone with a larger memory, so that you can keep anything you don't want to delete. ”

Wen Xun's hand paused, and he didn't delete Jiang Xiangyang's fingerprints. She remembered that at that time, she showed Jiang Xiangyang her WeChat memory, and their chat records hung at the top, which was too conspicuous.

She coughed dryly. "There's nothing I don't want to delete...... I'm just lazy. ”

"Yes yes yes, then when I was to satisfy your laziness. ”

Wen Xun smiled, don't look away from him, feeling that his justification just now was a bit of a silver here.

Jiang Xiangyang said again, "I'm going back to City B tomorrow." ”

"Really?

Jiang Xiangyang nodded.

Speaking of City B, Wen Xun suddenly had no news when he checked the admission notice the day before yesterday, and then he put it aside and didn't check it again. She quickly picked up her old phone and looked through it for a while, almost screaming.

She handed the phone to Jiang Xiangyang's eyes.

The screen prominently displayed that it was the official website of B University, which was her first choice. A large line reads: "Congratulations to Wen Xun for being admitted to our business English major." "It was like the best birthday surprise ever given to her.

Jiang Xiangyang smiled and nodded.

- "I'll be waiting for you in City B. ”