Chapter 307: Birthday

is so good that he can't die, the owner of the house he is hiding in is actually the amorous peach blossom who accidentally provoked him many years ago! Peach blossoms are peach blossoms, anyway, it was only many years ago, and the things of that year were over back then, it's nothing, but that woman actually has a baby, and this baby is still his species! Well, his seed is his seed, anyway, the peach blossom is not rare for him to say anything, as long as he can quickly pat his ass and leave after the wind has passed, and never appear in her world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But in addition to the large number of people in this world, the most are accidents. On the day he was about to leave, the peach blossom stumbled back covered in blood and pulled his sleeve to tell him to treat the child well, and then spat out a mouthful of blood and died.

What's even more unexpected is that this elder died not long after, so the lonely and helpless Wen Ji was taken to the Wuyue Palace by the guards of the Wuyue Palace in such a daze, and then became a maid in the Wuyue Palace and was taken in by the Wuyue Palace, in fact, it is better to say that it is a maid than a miss, Wen Ji is still living well in the Wuyue Palace, maybe it is thanks to the blessing of her dead father.

However, Xu Yanshan put the wine jar in order, supported her chin, and looked at Wen Ji, who had already cleaned up her grief: "It turns out that today is your birthday." ”

Wen Ji got up and did not answer Xu Yanshan's words directly, but looked at the sky and said, "It's almost dusk." ”

Xu Yanshan knew what Wen Ji meant, if it weren't for Wen Ji coming to pick up things, I'm afraid they would have already embarked on the journey to Kyoto. It's just that...... Xu Yanshan hurriedly got up and patted her forehead complainingly: "I almost forgot, we still have to hurry, but forget it, let's leave tomorrow." It's getting dark, it looks like it's going to rain, and we need to go back quickly. ”

On the crowded street, Wen Ji was carrying a large bag and a small bag, and behind him was Xu Yanshan, who was also carrying a bag.

Wen Ji looked at the person in front of him who was still frantically bargaining with the egg shop owner: "What are you buying so many ingredients for?" "Just tell the shopkeeper what you want to eat.

Xu Yanshan and the boss were fighting verbally, and casually threw a sentence to Wen Ji, "You don't understand the world of adults."

Wen Ji was choked by the bull's answer to the horse's mouth, and finally only slowly spit out four words: "The answer is not what you asked." ”

Back at the inn, Xu Yanshan couldn't wait to borrow a small kitchen from the shopkeeper, and brought the ingredients in a hurry.

Wen Ji stayed in her room, sat on a stool, quietly stared at the jar of forgetfulness brew brought on the table, and her eyes were empty. In the end, he is still a teenager, and the grief of mentioning the death of his mother is still uncontrollable.

Although everyone in the Moon Palace treats her very well, as long as she occasionally wakes up from a dream with a warm smile from her mother, she feels a little pain in her heart, and there is an unbearable emptiness.

She thought, she still longed for her mother.

When the wine jar is opened, the mellow and faint fragrance fills the whole room.

A child lying on the table downstairs suddenly raised his head, squinted into the air, and showed an intoxicated look in his eyes.

Wen Ji took a sip of the wine, and a spicy, cold liquid slid down her throat. A tear suddenly overflowed from the corner of her eye, slowly sliding down her cheek and drenching in her collar.

Ruthless and unintentional, sure enough, I still can't do it.

"Is Wen Ji here?" Xu Yanshan's crisp voice came from outside the door. Wen Ji opened the door, but the moment she saw the thing in Xu Yanshan's hand, her expression was a little subtle. Soon, there was a smile on the face that was still sad just now.

It was a very strange thing, it seemed to be eaten, but it didn't look like it. Because it's so beautiful. The cream-white three-dimensional circular circumference is decorated with crystal-red pleated lace, which looks very exquisite; The lace is coated with a layer of purple jam in the middle, and a white Sydney rabbit nests on it, squinting its eyes, which makes people can't help but feel pity; What shocked her the most was the crystal clear four big red words next to the rabbit: Happy Birthday

"It's ......" had some kind of speculation in her mind, but she couldn't believe it.

Xu Yanshan smiled mischievously: "This is a birthday cake, I made it for you." Big birthday boy. ”

The hand in the sleeve trembled slightly, Wen Ji looked behind Xu Yanshan in a daze, and muttered, "No one has ever given her a birthday." Wen Ji is not wrong at all, she really did not have a birthday, and her mother always complained about the man who abandoned her in front of her on her birthday, and she did not want to be too comfortable on the day she came.

Xu Yanshan walked past her and placed the cake in her hand on the table. Seeing the wine that had been opened, Xu Yanshan's eyes lit up: "Not bad, I know that I want to rub your forgetful brew, so I prepared it for me early." "It's really Wen Ji, who knows me.

Pressing Wen Ji to the stool, Xu Yanshan gently inserted a candle on the cake, "Light a fire." As soon as the words fell, a small cluster of pale blue flames burst out of Wen Ji's fingertips and lit the candle.

If others saw Wen Ji's behavior, they would have to beat her up angrily. Ya, the spiritual fire that Lao Tzu dreamed of was actually reduced to a tool for ignition in your hands, which is too desperate!

"Wen Ji, put your fists in front of your heart, face the candle, close your eyes, and make a wish."

All the light in the room was removed, and the moon in the night shone in a slight soft light, like a silver curtain, slowly flowing on the pale blue candles, reflecting Rulan's pretty face.

Wen Ji narrowed her eyes slightly, her fair and slender hand gently brushed the well-held Forget Worry brewing glass, and murmured: "I have everything I want, what else do I need to wish?" ”

I have everything I wanted.

Xu Yanshan hooked her lips and smiled: "It's really enviable." However, Wen Ji still has to make a wish that she has never thought of and dare not think of. ”

Isn't it?

It is precisely because of the desire that people can survive the despair day after day, just like her, because of the desire to crush the source of their nightmares, she can struggle in the cracks of the dark abyss to support the road paved with blood that she has walked.

A wish that has never been thought of and has never dared to think of. Wen Ji's eyes reflected the flickering pale blue candle flame, like stars swaying in the sky, confused and flickering.

With her hands clenched into fists on her chest, Wen Ji closed her eyes. If you really want to make a wish, then give her a real home.

Under the big tree with white pear blossoms, parents snuggled up to each other on the same chaise longue, with happy smiles on their faces, doting on themselves busy cooking in the half-open window. In the big courtyard, the younger brother, who had just walked, staggered and grabbed a handful of stones and threw them into the fish pond, which frightened the fish at the bottom of the water to flee in all directions, but he laughed mischievously and harmlessly. Under the bright sun, there is also the guy with the unforgiving mouth, standing quietly on the high roof, a dusty plain clothes fluttering in the wind......

Wen Ji suddenly blushed, for no reason, how could she think of that guy?

Wen Ji opened her eyes and met a pair of sparkling eyes. (To be continued.) )