Lu Xingchuan's birthday is very special, it is New Year's Day every year.

So even though he decided not to remember the day after his mother's death, he was bored with the decorations and gift-exchanging atmosphere that had gradually appeared on campus.

I'm fifteen years old......

In three years, he will no longer be a child.

When the time comes, I will be admitted to a university far away from Beijing, live by my own part-time job, and leave the Lu family far away.

It's a "bright" future.

Thinking like this, Lu Xingchuan smiled towards the zero day of the countdown to the New Year's Day party on the blackboard.

Xu Yan, who had developed into a clear love for him, looked back and immediately sat upright with a blushing face.

Compared with Qiao Bai's soft-hearted cuteness, the lonely and delicate Lu Xingchuan seems to be more in line with the pure dream of the girls' first love.

But how can the relationship in reality be so beautiful?

Feelings are so selfish and weak that they will fall into the mud at any time, stained with a stain that can never be erased.

"Hey! What a daze!"

The familiar laughter suddenly broke Lu Xingchuan's gloomy contemplation.

He raised his hand and saw Qiao Bai's cheerful face, and reached out to close the homework book: "It's almost class, and I'm still running around!"

"Do you want to go to the campus New Year's party in the evening?" Qiao Bai was in good spirits.

"No, no." Lu Xingchuan is always far away from the excitement.

"I knew that if you came to my house, my mother was going to perform on the TV station, and my father would accompany her." Qiao Bai made an invitation.

"Why don't you go?" Lu Xingchuan planned to mix in the library until the end of the party.

"My mother was afraid of a reporter and wouldn't let me go." Qiao Bai seemed to be happier than usual, and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm waiting for you after school!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran to the sound of the class bell that rang again and again.

Lu Xingchuan shook his head and returned his attention to this history lesson.

——

The night of winter snow is quietly coming again.

"Dangdang, Dang! Happy Birthday!" Qiao Bai stood in his spacious kitchen and stretched out his arms triumphantly.

Lu Xingchuan, who was dragged by him, was a little confused, looked at the pile of plastic bags and the unopened birthday cake on the table, and asked for a while, "How do you know, what is this for?"

"Uncle Wang told me, buddy, you are really going to give birth! Let's celebrate the New Year by the way!" Qiao Bai rolled up his sleeves excitedly: "I can't see what you like, so I'm going to cook something for you, Uncle Wang said that your mother is from Hubei, and you used to love the lotus root pork rib soup she made the most, so I specially asked my mother to teach me, you watch TV for a while, and wait for me to show off my cooking skills!"

Being treated with a waste of heart was extremely unfamiliar to Lu Xingchuan, so although he felt that this fool was a bit troublesome, he was still warmed by his actions, and couldn't help but slow down his tone: "Do you know how to cook?"

"Put one hundred and twenty hearts!" Qiao Bai opened the refrigerator and took out the beer with a wink: "Look, there's this!"

Lu Xingchuan clasped his hands speechlessly, and chose to obey: "Then I'll go home and change my clothes to help you."

"yes, the school uniform is dirty, and my mom is going to take off again." Qiao Bai suddenly realized, and said as he ran upstairs, "I don't need you to help me, it's a gift from me, just wait to eat!"

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Unashamed, embarrassing, and dismal.

These words are the most perfect summary of Qiao Bai's cooking incident.

He followed his mother's recipe very energetically, and clumsily cut the dishes bought by the part-time workers one by one, and in the end, except for the simple steamed crab, all tasted wonderful.

"It's so salty......"

After tasting the lotus root pork ribs that he cared about the most, Qiao Bai's little face suddenly twisted, and he said, "It's not good to be a teacher...... Why don't we go out to eat......

Lu Xingchuan, who had watched the whole process of the hurry, sat down very calmly, and began to eat slowly with a little burnt rice, and rarely comforted gently, "The taste is okay, thank you."

"Hey, hey." Qiao Bai laughed again, but he was greedy and picky, and asked in disbelief, "Is it really possible, like your mother did?"

"Hmm." Lu Xingchuan nodded at the 108,000-mile dish.

Qiao Bai sighed: "Your mother's cooking skills are so bad!"

Lu Xingchuan was slightly stunned, and then speechless.

Qiao Bai excitedly took out the beer and cake: "Then let's make a living, don't eat it yet!"

Lu Xingchuan calmly watched him turn off the lights and light candles, feeling that it was too naïve.

Qiao Bai's big eyes were brightly illuminated by the firelight, and he only looked up and smiled after he finished a qiē, then cleared his throat and sang the birthday song: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......

I have to say that this kid has inherited Liu Yunan's artistic cells, and his pure juvenile voice makes the simple and simple melody very beautiful.

He was so happy, so immaculate, standing in front of the cake, like a carefree angel.

Lu Xingchuan, who was full of loneliness, was stunned, and it was not until he was frequently urged that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"What are you doing in a daze, making a wish." Qiao Bai touched his head.

"I wish you a good result in the high school entrance examination." Lu Xingchuan replied.

Hearing this, Qiao Bai immediately exploded: ", you have something to do with yourself on your birthday, why did you mention me for the high school entrance examination, why are you so stupid?"

Lu Xingchuan was troubled by him, his expression was still light, but his heart was a little chaotic.

Qiao Bai, who was bouncing around, finally ate the coveted cream cake, and said with satisfaction: "Dude, don't worry, although your mother is gone, your popularity is not good, and even Bamboo is not happy to come to the party, but there is me, I will celebrate your birthday, every year!"

"Thank you." Lu Xingchuan looked at the cream on Qiao Bai's face and the dull hair on his head, the last bit of hatred for him in his heart disappeared, and even began to be full of warmth, he didn't quite understand how he had the leisure to understand others, and found countless reasons for all his unreliability.

If the wish is really useful, the wish can really come true.

The only hope for Lu Xingchuan is such a warmth, and in his future life, he can not disappear.

——

"I'm sleepy...... ...... to sleep."

In the end, Qiao Bai, who had eaten and drunk too much, was drunk on the table and muttered.

Lu Xingchuan dragged this guy to the sofa, cleaned the kitchen and dining room first, threw out the garbage bag, and then came back with warm water and said, "Don't drink in the future, stupid."

Qiao Bai was completely asleep, and he didn't know what the answer was.

Lu Xingchuan helped him, forced him to drink some water, and reached out to wipe away the wet marks on his lips.

"Happy birthday...... Qiao Bai didn't know how many times he had said his blessings this night, and now he must be completely unconscious.

Looking at the lovely lips that opened slightly and the white teeth, Lu Xingchuan suddenly leaned over and kissed him quickly, and then held his hand in a daze.

It is a pity that God did not spare more time for cranky thinking.

At this moment, the sound of a car stopping and Liu Yunan's cheerful laughter sounded outside.

By the time Qiao Bai's parents walked into the house, Lu Xingchuan had already recovered to normal, standing in front of the sofa and reminding in a whisper, "Hello uncle and aunt, Qiao Bai is sleeping."

Liu Yunan approached suspiciously, smelled the smell of wine on his son's body, frowned and said, "This kid ......."

"New Year's Day, don't talk about him." Qiao Feihong has a good temper.

Liu Yunan sighed at this time, and then smiled at Lu Xingchuan: "I heard that today is your birthday, happy birthday, Auntie will give you a gift."

As she spoke, she handed him the bag of the LV small purse that the sponsor had just given her, the pure black appearance was nothing special, but it was quite suitable for him.

"Thank you, Auntie, for bothering you." Lu Xingchuan has always been very polite to her, and after thanking her repeatedly, he left Qiao's house.

When the wind and snow outside the house suddenly blew on my face, I seemed to wake up from a warm dream.

The disguise on Lu Xingchuan's face was shattered in an instant, he didn't dare to recall what he had just done, and he didn't know how to face this stupid friend in the future.