After washing, Moon did not change her clothes or put on makeup, and sat quietly at the dining table, staring at the busy man in the kitchen with her hands on her cheeks.

Lin Zijin refused to let her help, and kicked her out of the kitchen, but he couldn't stop her gaze, her kitchen was separated by a glass door, and it was unobstructed from the outside.

She felt warm in her heart, as if it had been warm from winter to spring, but not as hot as summer.

For as long as she can remember, she has hardly had an official birthday, but there is no lack of warmth. When I was a child, every time on her birthday, my mother would cook her a sumptuous dinner to commemorate this special day, but no one had ever made longevity noodles for her, not even my mother, because she was a southerner, and there was no tradition of making longevity noodles for birthday stars in her hometown.

"Zijin, do you know why my kitchen door is glass?"

Lin Zijin, who was rubbing the dough vigorously with his big hands, stopped what he was doing, turned to look at the moon, and then shook his head seriously.

"Because I want my other half to see me cooking for him in the kitchen!" she said, her throat tightened, and she choked, she coughed, adjusted her mood, and continued: "Unexpectedly, I saw the scene of you making longevity noodles for me first." ”

"Am I more handsome now?" Lin Zijin rarely joked with the moon, and without waiting for an answer, he turned around and continued to knead his dough.

Her voice drifted gently into the kitchen: "In my eyes, men with aprons are very secure and good family men." ”

As she spoke, she gently walked into the kitchen and hugged him from behind, she pressed her face against his broad back, his body seemed to be a source of heat, and the energy was constantly coming, like the warm sun on a winter morning, warm as if it was about to melt the ice......

"Zijin, you are not handsome, you are very manly, very charming, and it melts my heart. ”

The moon rubbed the man's back lightly with his body, his body trembled slightly, and he turned around abruptly.

"You abrasive little fellow!" his hoarse voice came into his ears.

The atmosphere was just right, a little more waste, a little less, just when the moon thought he would kiss himself and couldn't help but close his eyes, what he was waiting for was just the tip of his nose being clicked.

When he opened his eyes, it was Lin Zijin's fingers that he didn't have time to escape back were stained with white flour and his inexplicable smile.

She was teased, not to be left behind, five fingers were plunged into the flour, and in an instant, an eerie white bone claw appeared, and quickly smeared it on his face, cheeks, nose, forehead, and lip flaps......

Let you taste the fate of offending her, haha......

Looking at the man with a face like a cat, the satisfaction of revenge and her own masterpiece infected the moon, and she smiled happily.

Just as she was smiling like a flower and getting carried away, he held the back of the moon's head with both hands, coldly, being attacked by sneak attack, and ignoring the white flour on his face and hands.

In an instant, Lin Zijin's warm and moist lips were close to her lips, and with an intoxicating hot breath, they fell softly on the red lips.

Airplanes.......

At that moment, except for the blank and blank in her mind, she could no longer think normally.

I remember someone once described the feeling of the first kiss: the brain is blank, the heart is sweet or sweet, and the meaning of that green kiss is greater than the content.

As for the moon, what Lin Zijin gave her was aftertaste of happiness, like mellow and soft liquor, which quickly paralyzed the nerves of the whole body, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds.

This kissing world is open like another territory, as free as a grassland, as vast as the sea.

Long kisses, long so that they forget the time and only remember each other!

When the moon wakes up from her dream, she opens her eyes and hides herself shyly in the man's chest.

Even though she had already passed her ignorant youth and the madness of youth, she found her long-lost heart that was still throbbing that day, beating hotly......

Lin Zijin is the same, he has regained his lost youth, this kiss made him feel crazy, sweet like first love, like a reckless teenager, there is a wild horse in his heart scurrying around in the wrong direction, jumping around, excited to find the north.

The moon remembered a sentence, I don't know which master's masterpiece: youth is immortal.

At that moment, she suddenly understood the true meaning of this sentence: who said that youth must be the sky of teenagers, who stipulates that women in their twenties can no longer be young, youth is not in your age, but in your heart, in whether you are brave enough, in whether you dare to dream, and whether you will be crazy......

After a long time, calming down the turbulence in her heart, she raised her head, but what came into her eyes was the mottled appearance on Lin Zijin's face, and she couldn't help but laugh, and said happily: "Zijin, you see you like a ghost, your face is pale." ”

"If I'm a ghost, then you're a charming woman, and we're going to have a romantic and lingering ghost relationship, haha......"

Lin Zijin began to attack her, smearing it on her face, she smiled and dodged, still being caught by him from time to time.

"I'm going to turn you into a female ghost too, so that the two of us are a good match, and we will perform a ghost love, a pair made in heaven, destined to not escape each other's clutches. ”

"Zijin, don't make trouble......."

After a while, Lin Zijin served a large bowl of steaming handmade noodles.

Two white and tender eggs lie quietly on the head of the bowl, the bright orange egg yolk in the middle is faintly visible, next to the light green cucumber and a few slices of red tomatoes, the beige noodles are neatly stacked one by one, just rippling in the slightly brown soup, these many rich colors are matched together, as if the elves escaped from the picture scroll in the lens, it is very beautiful.

The moon bit her lip and didn't dare to move her chopsticks, for fear of being shocked by such a beauty.

"Xiao Qi, don't be moved, let alone cry. In the future, every year on your birthday, I will make you longevity noodles. ”

Lin Zijin looked at her emotional appearance, afraid to see her tears, even if they were tears of happiness and emotion.

He really looks forward to having that opportunity every year.

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold. He urged the moon.

"Can you eat with me? I can't eat all by myself. ”

"Xiao Qi, longevity noodles are for the birthday star to eat alone! This bowl of noodles is full of my deep affection for you. ”

Lin Zijin looked at the moon at the table.

"Xiao Qi, those two eggs plus noodles make up exactly 100, may you live a long life and live a peaceful life. ”

Burying her face deep in the bowl and eating noodles, she was afraid that when she raised her head, he would find her tears.

Wishes are always good, but the reality is cruel!

At that time, the moon, facing the god of death who was smiling and summoning itself not far away, had nothing to do but wait for the arrival of the ashes!

Taking advantage of her efforts to eat noodles, Lin Zijin walked outside the door and came back with an extra delicate box in his hand.

"Xiao Qi, birthday present. ”

The moon immediately put down the chopsticks and quickly opened them, full of anticipation and joy in her heart: what birthday gift would he give her?

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Who's going to save her? Forget about the last time you gave a mimosa, can you guess what he gave her as a birthday present this time?

She couldn't believe it: it was a turtle!!

"Why did you give me a turtle?"

Moon stared at the man across from her vigilantly, wondering to herself: Wouldn't this guy be laughing at her for being as gentle as a turtle? If so, she really had to consider using force to solve the problem.

"Xiao Qi, the turtle represents longevity, I hope you have a happy life. ”

It seems that she is overthinking, and the moon is relieved.

The little turtle, a pale turquoise shell, no bigger than the palm of her hand, cautiously poked its head out to observe the unfamiliar surroundings, she touched its shell with her fingers, and it hurriedly retracted.

"This little turtle is too shy, isn't it?"

"It's prudence. Like people, different people have different personalities. Some people are willing to be ostriches, burying themselves in the sand and pretending to be stupid, some people are willing to be turtles, cautious enough to live and know, and some people are willing to be wolves, grinning at the moon to show their ferocity......"

Staring at the man who was talking, Moon became curious and asked, "Zijin, which one are you?"

Without answering, he turned around: "You are a little lion, strong on the surface and soft on the inside. ”

"What about you?" the moon asked after the man, unwillingly, he went straight to the balcony to smoke, ignoring the angry little woman behind him.