"Oh, let's talk about it. Song Huaijing did not consider Shao Xicheng's proposal immediately.

Since Ning Si said that it would take time, then he would wait quietly for a few months.

At least now, Ning Si will reply to his message, and the relationship between the two of them is not as stiff as before.

"I can't see it, you're quite patient. Shao Xicheng snorted, the expression on his face was shy.

In the face of his ridicule, Song Huaijing did not give any response.

And so the days went by, day after day.

Song Huaijing's body recovered well, which mainly relied on Ning Si's previous care.

Later, when I went to the hospital for a follow-up, the doctor would praise Ning Si a few words, saying that she was very attentive and considerate.

After Ning Si returned to New York, he rested for a few days, changed his mind, and then officially enrolled in school.

This is the first time she has really walked into the university as a student, and on the day she just entered, Ning Si took a picture of her textbook and seat with her mobile phone, and posted a Weibo excitedly.

Her Weibo named "New York Little Rabbit Fur" has been using it, although there are only a dozen zombie fans, but she is entertaining herself and is very happy.

Ning Si doesn't like to post too many updates in the circle of friends, because they are all acquaintances, and the burden is heavier.

She has seen many artists' circle of friends exposed before, and she doesn't want this kind of thing to happen to her.

Sometimes, microblogging is also beneficial.

Although it is a completely open platform, as long as you are not famous, no one will see your Weibo.

This is exactly what Ning Si wants.

After starting school, Ning Si would post a Weibo every day.

Her English level is good, when the teacher lectures, she can basically understand, and if she doesn't understand some professional names, she will check the dictionary as soon as possible.

Ning Si is the only Chinese in the class, and there are very few Asians in her class.

However, Ning Si herself is also popular in the United States, she has acted in several movies, and the box office is very high.

There are also a lot of boys in the class who talk to her, and they are all about the same age as her.

Ning Si is only twenty-three years old this year, and people her age are basically studying.

Ning Si got along well with the people in the class, regardless of men and women, everyone talked and laughed after meeting.

Ning Si belongs to the kind of school performance that is not very good, and every time she writes a paper, she has a special headache.

But fortunately, the members of the group are more powerful and patient, and they will teach her without reservation, so as not to let her explore alone.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Si has been enrolled in school for more than a month, and in more than forty days, she has written four papers.

Before you know it, Christmas is ushered in, school is finally closed, and various shopping malls have begun to sell off.

……

On the evening of December 23, Ning Si had just returned home from school when he was pulled onto the sofa by Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen looked in a hurry, Ning Si thought she had something important to say.

"What's wrong?" After sitting down, Ning Si took the initiative to ask.

"What day will it be two days later, do you remember?" Jiang Wen kept giving her a look and reminding her.

"Christmas. Ning Si was amused by Jiang Wen's expression, "Who wouldn't remember such a big festival?"

"Except for Christmas?" Jiang Wen continued to remind her, "It's a very important day, don't you really remember?"

“…… I don't remember. ”

Ning Si shook her head, she had just thought about it seriously, and she hadn't thought of any important information.

"It's Boss Song's birthday!" Jiang Wen looked at her with hatred, "You celebrated his birthday before, but now you have forgotten?"

"......" Ning Si was stunned.

If it weren't for Jiang Wen's reminder, she really wouldn't have remembered. She celebrated Song Huaijing's birthday before, and it seemed that she was also reminded by Qin Li.

"Oh, so what?" was silent for a few seconds before Ning Si spoke again.

Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Wen couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to send something?"

It's a birthday anyway, and Ning Si and Song Huaijing should be considered an ambiguous relationship now.

Jiang Wen felt that the two of them would have to reconcile sooner or later.

Since it's ambiguous, I must send something to show when I celebrate my birthday.

Just like her and Qin Li, Qin Li had a birthday last month, and she specially bought something to send to Qin Li-

"Nothing to give. Ning thought about it for a moment before he said, "He doesn't lack anything." ”

One sentence made Jiang Wen speechless, and he couldn't answer for a long time.

"Just to tell me this?" Ning Si raised an eyebrow at Jiang Wen.

"That's right...... Isn't that a very important thing?"

"You better fall in love with Qin Li, don't worry about me. Ning Si dropped this sentence, patted Jiang Wen on the shoulder, and then got up and went back to the bedroom.

……

Jiang Wen sat on the sofa, looked at Ning Si's back, and sighed helplessly.

Then, she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Qin Li; Jiang Wen: I was reminded, but it failed.

Qin Li: How do you say that?

Jiang Wen: Let's just say that Boss Song doesn't lack anything, there is nothing to give.

Qin Li: Then does she remember her birthday?

Jiang Wen: Of course I don't remember.

Qin Li: How can she be like this? It's too much! Anyway, she was married, but she didn't remember her birthday?

Jiang Wen: Is it excessive? I think Boss Song abused her too much!

As soon as Jiang Wen's news was sent, Qin Li immediately admitted his mistake: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, don't be angry.

Jiang Wen: I don't care about the birthday, anyway, when Ning Si celebrated his birthday this year, I didn't see anything from Boss Song.

Qin Li: You seem to have a point.

Jiang Wen: What do you mean, it obviously makes a lot of sense.

Then, Qin Li hurriedly shifted the topic elsewhere, for fear that Jiang Wen would have trouble with him because of this matter.

It is not easy for him to find someone he likes, although Song Huaijing's matter is important, but he also has to think about it a little for himself.

No matter what, he couldn't let Jiang Wen quarrel with him.

It's too hard to coax a woman to get angry.

At 11 o'clock in the morning of December 24, New York, Jiangcheng had ushered in Christmas.

December 24 is the first day of the Ningsi holiday.

She went to bed at ten o'clock last night, and slept until ten o'clock the next morning, a full twelve hours.

During this time, she often worked overtime to write her dissertation, and she hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.

After waking up, Ning Si habitually picked up her mobile phone.

As soon as I picked up my phone, a schedule reminder popped up on the screen.

201712241100 – Birthday wishes.

Ning Si stared at the reminder for a moment, and then clicked Close.

Looking at the time again, it's 10:25.

Ning Si clicked on WeChat and found the chat window with Song Huaijing, she moved her finger to the input box, deleted and changed it for a few minutes, and finally left only four words: Happy birthday.

In fact, Ning Si himself is not a person who can speak well, when he fell in love with Xie Jinan before, those romantic scenes were all created by him.

She doesn't know anything about this kind of thing, and she doesn't say anything nice about the scene.

Perhaps compared to other women, she lacks a romantic string.

Still, she never thought it was a big deal.

She can't say hypocritical words, and now she and Song Huaijing have not completely reconciled, and it won't work if she says too ambiguous words.

The only thing she could think of was such a blessing that was neither humble nor arrogant.

It was a simple four words, but it was exactly what she wanted to say.

Jiang Wen said about the gift last night, and Ning Si really didn't know what to give him.

In fact, Song Huaijing doesn't lack anything, besides, even if she buys things now and sends them back, she won't be able to catch up with his birthday.

Ning Si lay on the bed, tossed and turned, thought seriously for a while, and finally decided to simply and rudely transfer a sum of money to Song Huaijing.

However, the amount of money seems to be also a science.

Ning Si sat on the bed and pondered for a long time, seeing that it was already past eleven o'clock.

So, she started to send out the words Happy Birthday, and then opened the transfer page.

Ning Si skillfully typed down a string of numbers: 122521, and then pressed the transfer button.

After entering the password, she finally let out a long breath.

It's late at night, and Song Huaijing should have fallen asleep.

Ning Si didn't expect him to reply to him as soon as possible, and after transferring the account, he put down his phone and prepared to get up.

As a result, as soon as I put it down, the phone rang> Ning Si glanced at the screen, and the message was indeed sent by Song Huaijing.

She picked up her phone, unlocked it, and clicked on it; Song Huaijing: What does money mean?

Ning Si started to type the next sentence, which can be regarded as an explanation: The birthday gift for you, it's too late to buy something.

Song Huaijing: ......

Ning Si looked at the string of ellipsis he sent, and felt his speechlessness through the screen.

However, she did not see anything wrong with her actions.

Ning Si asked him: What's wrong, don't you like it?

Song Huaijing: Yes.

Ning Si: That'...... Shall I add a little more?

Song Huaijing: I'm not short of money.

Ning Si: And what do you want?

Song Huaijing: You come back.

Ning Si: ...... Collect the money, I'm going to get up.

She didn't expect that Song Huaijing would use routines.

Ning Si replied to Song Huaijing's words, and then put the phone aside and got up.

At this moment, Song Huaijing was sitting on the sofa in Xishan Villa, staring at the mobile phone screen in a daze.

It's his birthday, and somehow, he suddenly wants to come back.

In fact, after Ning Si left, Xishan Villa was completely vacated.

However, Qin Li has found someone to clean this side regularly.

Although it's clean, it's still a little less popular.

Song Huaijing leaned back on the sofa, his head was full of pictures of Ning Si celebrating his birthday here before.

Song Huaijing was holding a watch in his hand, which was the one that Ning Si had given him before.

At night, Song Huaijing slept in the Xishan Villa.

Early the next morning, he drove to the company alone.

At the end of the year, there are a lot of things to do in the company, and although his body has not fully recovered, he also has to go over to deal with work.

……

Song Huaijing handled the whole day's work in the company, and when he was about to get off work, Shao Xicheng came to look for him.

Of course, Shao Xicheng remembered that today was Song Huaijing's birthday, and before he came, he also specially chose a gift for Song Huaijing.

Shao Xicheng walked to Song Huaijing's desk and handed him the box in his hand.

“…… What?" Song Huaijing raised his head and glanced at him.

"A birthday present for you. Shao Xicheng looked at him with a grin.

Song Huaijing let out an "oh" and did not give him the response he imagined.

"What's the matter, you're in a bad mood?" Shao Xicheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Huaijing, "Could it be that Ning Si didn't send you something?"

“…… I sent it. Speaking of this matter, Song Huaijing's voice was a little depressed.

Shao Xicheng naturally heard it, he looked at Song Huaijing with his chest crossed, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, you're not happy to give you a gift?"

Song Huaijing didn't speak, picked up the phone to unlock it, clicked on the chat interface with Ning Si, and then handed the phone to Shao Xicheng.

As soon as Shao Xicheng took the phone, he saw the transfer record from Ning Si to Song Huaijing.

122521？

Tsk, 521.

is so obscure, people like Song Huaijing must not understand.

Shao Xicheng saw that Song Huaijing had confiscated the money, so he ordered it for him to confirm the payment.

"Isn't that a nice, practical gift? Shao Xicheng smiled and returned the phone to Song Huaijing.

Song Huaijing took the phone and glanced at the screen, and then saw the message that the transfer had been accepted.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Shao Xicheng: "Who asked you to order?" wants to chat with more like-minded people about "Look at the Starlight in the Warmth, You and Me Are Connected", WeChat pays attention to "Youyue Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~