Just before midnight, Han Zhihuan drove home. Undoubtedly, he was light and cheerful.

The car is parked in the underground garage, and the elevator goes directly to the door. The father bought an apartment for his mother, who was insecure. Four bedrooms and three living rooms, 270 square meters. Mother, aunt and Han Zhihuan each have a bedroom, plus an aunt's study. In addition to the living room and dining room, in front of my mother's bedroom, there is a small hall where a concubine is placed, and she likes to tilt on it and read a few books. Han Zhihuan's bedroom is the closest to the door.

The door was opened lightly, and the room was dark, leaving only the door light. My mother used to go to bed early, usually at 10 p.m. Because there is an in-room bathroom, Han Zhihuan does not need to turn on the lights to move in the hall. When he put his hand on the hand and was about to enter his bedroom, the light in the living room turned on.

Han Zhihuan instinctively turned around, and his aunt was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, staring at him intently.

"Auntie. Are you waiting for me?" Han Zhihuan lowered his voice, afraid of disturbing his mother. "I'm back, you can go to sleep at ease. ”

"Jingying said, you slipped away at ten o'clock. ”

Han Zhihuan was stunned, and couldn't help but feel that there was a blatant question hidden in this sentence expressing concern.

"Oh. I went to meet a friend. Han Zhihuan was still standing at the door of his bedroom, and it didn't seem that he was planning to approach his aunt. He has always been afraid of his aunt. I always feel that she is too aggressive and too keen on cynicism.

"Female friend?" the aunt raised her head and lowered her eyes, her eyes revealing from her half-closed eyes, still unstoppable.

Han Zhihuan thought to himself, wouldn't it be more in line with your mind if you directly asked if it was your girlfriend?

"Don't answer? It seems that my aunt guessed too conservatively. The aunt walked down from the sofa and walked casually towards Han Zhihuan. The corners of his mouth seem to be smiling. It doesn't look like a good sign.

Half a step away from Han Zhihuan, the aunt stopped. Although she was only as tall as Han Zhihuan's shoulders, she forced Han Zhihuan to retreat unconsciously. It's just that the door is blocking his way out.

The aunt looked calm, and naturally raised her hand to help him straighten the collar and button the penultimate button of the neckline.

"I'm curious, what kind of girl has touched our family's pure-hearted and desireless Huan?" said the aunt slowly. With a skin smile on his face and a smile on his face, seeing her smile like this in the silent night, Han Zhihuan's back was numb. Whenever she talked about her father, she laughed sarcastically, as if there would soon be a joke to be seen.

"Auntie thinks too much. I haven't met that one yet. Han Zhihuan's subordinates used force, twisted open the bedroom door, and took the opportunity to take a half step back.

"Zhihuan wants to come on. Happiness is in your own hands. The aunt took Han Zhihuan's two hands, put his palms facing up, and slapped them with their palms facing down randomly and briskly. Han Zhihuan's tense nerves instantly relaxed. My aunt always high-fived him like this. The earliest similar memory comes from kindergarten or the first grade of primary school, at the school gate, Aunt Shan Fan sent him to school, and before turning around and leaving, he always likes to remember it like this.

The familiar feeling returned to Han Zhihuan's heart. After saying her words of encouragement, the aunt turned around and walked towards her bedroom.

Han Zhihuan gently closed the door of his bedroom. He exhaled briskly and self-deprecatingly.

It seems that he is too sensitive.

He smiled and shook his head. Re-unbutton the buttons on my aunt. Tonight, the weather seems to be unusually hot. He brushed his teeth in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the scene before returning from Xiangsheng Yujiangwan. The clear and peaceful face was suddenly full of smiles. The smile made his originally handsome facial features shine even more.

I remember taking her to the supermarket at that time. There is no shortage of large supermarkets that are still open in the Wujiaochang business circle. Han Zhihuan efficiently collected the food on his mobile phone documents, and soon, the shopping cart was two-thirds full. An Cairui wandered and wandered, always missing and coming back.

There were few customers at night, and there was an empty passage for the checkout, so Han Zhihuan beckoned An Cairui, who was looking east and west with his hands behind his back, and pushed the cart to check out. After emptying the shopping cart, Han Zhihuan walked to the other side of the cashier and carefully packed the goods that had been scanned into the bag. Sign the checkout, carry the things and leave.

What I didn't expect was to arrive at Xiangsheng Yujiang Bay. When Han Zhihuan got out of the car and was about to open the trunk to pick up something, Ahn Chae-rui suddenly jumped in front of him and pulled out the hand behind his back. Between him and her, there was just a little cake. It's so small that it barely covers the small cake in the palm of your hand.

"Happy birthday, happy birthday, very surprised, right?" An Cairui's voice was full of laughter. She was obviously proud that she had managed to surprise him.

"When did you buy it, I didn't even find out!" Han Zhihuan laughed, and was really surprised and delighted.

An Cairui put the small cake on the roof of the car, supported it with both hands, sat on the hood in front of the car, and took the small cake with his hand: "It's a pity that there are no candles, I'll use a mobile phone flashlight instead." Do you want to make a wish? I heard that the wish you made on your birthday is very effective. ”

Han Zhihuan looked at the mini cake illuminated by the flashlight of his mobile phone and couldn't help but close his eyes reverently.

Seeing Han Zhihuan open his eyes, An Cairui was more anxious than him: "What wish did you make? Oh, don't say it! Don't say it! If you say it, it won't work." Let's eat cake. I specifically asked for two spoons. "Say, I pulled out two small plastic spoons from the waistband of my skirt.

Fortunately, the night covered up Han Zhihuan's embarrassment.

Han Zhihuan had never eaten such a shoddy small cake at first glance, but today is different. Today is his 24th birthday. It is natural to further carry forward the pioneering spirit and further tap the ability to try new things. So, with a horizontal heart, I dug a spoonful and put it in my mouth.

What does it taste like...... It's worse than selling!

However, looking at An Cairui's elated appearance, Han Zhihuan decided to cooperate with the show to the end, frowned, and swallowed it. Glancing at An Cairui, she seemed to be eating with relish.

In this way, one sat on the front of the car, the other leaned on the front of the car, and the two of them, in the dark, quickly finished digging a small cake. With the last bite left, An Cairui was reluctant, and finally with a fearless look of self-sacrifice, he resolutely handed it to Han Zhihuan's mouth.

Han Zhihuan's eyebrows moved, and he glanced at An Cairui with burning eyes.

He knew he shouldn't eat anything from someone else's used spoon, but he didn't hesitate to open his mouth.

An Cairui put the empty cake box on the roof of the car, slapped his hands, and jumped out of the car. The body is light, with a light gauze skirt, which makes Han Zhihuan only feel that his eyes are shining.

Han Zhihuan was reminiscing when he brushed his teeth, reminiscing when he was taking a bath, and he couldn't help but relive this memory over and over again while lying in bed. In order to repay the favor, Han Zhihuan asked Ahn Chae-seo when his birthday would be. An Cairui said that there was a clear date on the ID card, but her mother was adamant that it was not her real birthday. So, she simply didn't have a birthday at all. so as not to be sad.

When Han Zhihuan was shocked to find that his mind was full of An Chaerui, he used "I haven't seen such a pitiful person" to explain his secret madness.