Heavenly damnation world, Great Xia, Gu Yunze's family.

Gu Yunze pushed the door and went home, but what he saw was Hilart with a happy face.

She wore a women's white short-sleeved shirt and a light gray skirt, and her long, supple blonde hair was draped down and tied up with a small light white bow at the end.

"Happy birthday, sir!"

Hilart reached out and grabbed Gu Yunze's wrist and gently pulled him, wanting to take him to the house, but the result was ......

Didn't pull.

Hilat increased his strength, leaning back slightly.

Still didn't pull.

Hilat: ......

She let go of Gu Yunze, walked up to him, raised her head, and looked at Gu Yunze pitifully with watery emerald eyes.

A fair, warm hand touched her smooth forehead, and Hilat's delicate little face suddenly took on a crimson.

Gu Yunze frowned, rubbing his chin with his other hand: "What's the matter?" I'm not sick, how can I talk nonsense? ”

"Huh?"

Hilat made a puzzled sound.

"Today is not my birthday," Gu Yunze looked at her with a strange expression, "Why do you think today is my birthday?" ”

"Eh∑(っ°Д°; "Silarte's eyes widened, "Didn't you just receive a birthday text message today, sir?" ”

"Huh?" Gu Yunze rolled his eyes, his face full of disgust, "That was filled in casually when I registered on my mobile APP, didn't you find that there is a recharge link under the text message wishing a happy birthday?" ”

Hilat: ......

Is this the way you do in the world? Be a god...... No, can you be sincere?

Tired...... It feels like I won't love anymore......

"Speaking of which, I'm an orphan and don't know my birthday at all," Gu Yunze shrugged, "Anyway, I haven't had a birthday before, why don't you try it today?" ”

Hilat: !!

"I love you, sir!"

Hilart jumped up suddenly, let out a crisp cheer, and seemed to want to pounce on Gu Yunze and hug him.

But the next moment, Hilat's cheeks, who had reacted to what he had said, quickly warmed up, his hands clutching the corners of his skirt, his eyes sweeping back and forth between the floor, the door frame, and his chest.

"No...... No, sir, I ...... I ......"

Hilart looked stunned, and the subtle voice in her mouth stammered.

"Oh?" A smile appeared on Gu Yunze's face, staring at Hilat's eyes, his palm stretched out, and in Hilate's shy gaze that was almost fainting, he put his hand into her skirt......

in the pocket.

Gu Yunze took out a smartphone with a pink shell from Hilat's pocket and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

Hilart was stunned for a moment, and wanted to rush over to snatch back his mobile phone, but Gu Yunze glanced at her lightly, and Hilart suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak.

Gu Yunze opened Hilyaert's takeaway software with a smile on his face, and there were all kinds of birthday cakes in the shopping cart.

"Xiaoxi......" The smile on Gu Yunze's face became playful, he put his mobile phone in front of Hilart's little head, and asked kindly, "Why are all birthday cakes in your takeaway list?" ”

Hilat wasn't just weak in her legs now, she felt like her whole body was weak.

"First...... Sir, I have a frank message...... Can it be treated leniently? Hilat's voice seemed to be about to cry.

Oh, she literally cried.

"What's there to deal with here?" Gu Yunze couldn't cry or laugh, raised his hand and rubbed Hilat's hair, "If you want to eat, just tell me, you just want to eat a birthday cake, how did you make it look like you were going to plot to bomb the plane?" ”

"Huh? But isn't the birthday cake only for birthdays? ”

Hilart asked, holding a finger in his mouth, cautiously.

"Smack——!

Hitate's finger in his mouth was gently slapped away by Gu Yunze.

"Birthday cakes can only be eaten on birthdays, but you can eat regular cakes, and who rules that birthday cakes can only be eaten on birthdays?!" Gu Yunze rubbed his temples, and said in his heart What kind of sin did Lao Tzu make, there is not even a normal person around!

A cute mentally retarded goddess with big breasts and no brains, a five-hundred-year-old Taoist boy who intermittently jumps in mental age, and an old monk who likes physical degrees and a Taoist master who likes beautiful girl figures......

Gu Yunze obviously didn't reflect on it at all, and he himself was actually not a normal person.

"Let's go," Gu Yunze touched Hilart's head, "Don't order takeout, let's go out to eat cake." ”

"Long live sir!"

Hilat cheered.

……

Daxia, Mojiang City, in a dessert shop.

"Sir, why are we here for cake?"

Hilart held the spoon in her mouth, and asked Gu Yunze curiously while waiting for the new cake to be served by the clerk.

She already had at least twenty dessert plates, large and small, on her hands.

"Is it delicious?"

Gu Yunze took out a napkin and wiped his lips slowly—he had already eaten all the kinds of desserts in this shop.

"Hmmm! Delicious! ”

Hilat nodded vigorously, the light white bow tied at the end of her hair at the back of her head bouncing up and down, and her youthful and beautiful appearance attracted the attention of the male customers at the next table.

"The food in this dessert shop tastes very good," Gu Yunze neatly folded the used napkin and put it on the edge of the table, "It's just a little farther away." ”

"But sir, it looks like we've been away from home for more than 900 kilometers." Hilart looked at the map on his phone and complained silently.

"Ahh

Gu Yunze withdrew the knife: "It's risky to be a spit service, you know?" ”

Hilart nodded aggrievedly, although she didn't understand what Gu Yunze was saying at all.

"Sir," said a good-looking woman who looked to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, dressed in a cheongsam, and walked over with a tray containing a yellow drink with ice cubes, "your honey passion fruit." ”

"I didn't order honey passion fruit?" Gu Yunze shook his head, "You may be mistaken." ”

"Make no mistake," the corners of the woman's lips curled slightly, with a white mandala-like atmosphere in full bloom, "I'm the owner of this shop, and this is for you." ”

The male customers who had been paying attention to this side because of Hilart witnessed the whole process of the amorous proprietress taking the initiative to be courteous to a man with a female companion, and they cast jealous eyes at the man.

What is the charm of this person...... Hiss...... This face......

Forget it, it's okay, farewell!

The male customers silently turned their heads, not wanting to be hit again.

But generally speaking, male compatriots rarely come to the dessert shop alone, and they usually have a female compatriot next to them.

In front of his girlfriend, he blatantly looks at other women......

Good luck to them.

The female boss put the honey passion fruit in Gu Yunze's hand, smiled and turned to leave.

Hilat grabbed the glass of honey passion fruit and drank it down, then poured the ice cube into his mouth and chewed it "click".

Halfway through the chew, he suddenly reacted as if he had robbed Mr. of his drink, and the water made of ice cubes poured into his nose in fright, making a violent coughing sound.

Gu Yunze rolled his eyes.

After all, he started practicing, and Hilat only coughed twice before relieving himself.

"I have something to go out, you wait for me here."

Gu Yunze rubbed her little head, turned around and walked out of the store.

The proprietress who specially changed into a cheongsam behind the counter began to doubt her charm.

……

The roof of a 30-story office building in Mojiang City.

A young man with thick dark circles around his eyes stood on the edge of the building and leaned down to look downstairs.

At a distance of 100 meters, cars drove by like ants on the slender road.

"Farewell, my sad life."

The voices of despair were voiced by the youth.

"Amitabha," an old monk dressed in shabby but clean monk's robes and with a white beard hanging down to his chest walked out of the escape door on the rooftop, "Is there anything that the donor can't think of?" ”

"Monk?" The young man standing at the edge of the building turned his head, revealing a plain and unusually pale face, "How did the monk come here?" I'm starting to hallucinate? ”

"Amitabha, donor, you didn't hallucinate, Lao Wei just saw the donor downstairs that you were in a trance, your eyes were dull, and you felt a little worried, so you followed."

"Keep up?" The young man chewed on the word for a moment, and suddenly shouted with a wary expression, "Are you here to stop me!" Did you call the police! ”

"The old man didn't call the police," the old monk shook his head, "The old man didn't come to stop the donor, but he was very curious, the donor has sound hands and feet, decent clothes, and there doesn't seem to be anything impossible to live in life, why do you want to die?" ”

"Why?" The young man's face was sad, "I don't care if I die, what does it matter to you, an old monk?" And you said you didn't call the police, why should I believe you?! ”

"Anyway, the police haven't come yet, if the donor thinks that the old man has called the police, he can jump down now."

The old monk smiled and made a gesture of please.

The young man suddenly froze.

"If the donor is bent on dying, the old man will not stop him," the old monk clasped his hands together and said, "The old man just wants to know if there is anything you can't think about after the donor's death, and the old man can convey it on his behalf after the donor's death, and the donor will not die unclear." ”

The young man was stunned, as if he felt that there was still some truth, and hesitated to speak: "Old monk, you really don't stop me?" ”

"If the monk doesn't speak, if the donor really wants to die, the old man says that if he doesn't stop it, he will never stop it."

"Good! I tell you," said the young man's voice, with a sense of lifelessness, "I am green. ”

"This ......" the old monk hesitated for two seconds and asked tentatively, "Donor, are you ...... Isn't it a bit ...... to die Too sloppy? ”

Youth:......

"I was green by my wife, she gave birth to someone else's seed."

"Then you are indeed a little miserable," the old monk nodded, "but this is not to seek death......"

"She gave birth to three, none of them of my species," the young man said with a miserable smile on his face, "and those three little mongrels have three fathers." ”

"......" smacked the meaning of this sentence, and the old monk was immediately shocked, "Donor, you are mourning!" ”

"Hehehahahaha......" the young man let out a self-defeating laugh, "I'm going to fucking get a child's surname, but the slut told me that these three children don't have the same surname hahahahaha......ha

The young man covered his face and began to cry loudly.

"Donor, you have to think about it," the old monk comforted him, "Actually, you don't have to be so entangled, you can follow the surname of the eldest son." ”

Youth:......