In order to help Feng Juanjuan concoct a reason for her mother to avoid a blind date, I had to use the most whimsical thinking of writing novels as much as possible to make up an extremely romantic and touching love story.

Of course, this story is not completely fictional, it is inspired by one of the most beautiful and poignant memories buried in my inner world, so when I turned on the hands-free mobile phone of Feng Juanjuan and told my mother this improvised story, my mother did not have the slightest suspicion, and even Feng Juanjuan next to me was fascinated.

In fact, I still don't know who the girl who once gave me the best memories of this time, I only know that her brother is called Shen Hongwen. I also knew that it would be impossible to meet her in this life, but the short and romantic story I had with her always tormented my heart, and I didn't know whether to tell it or bury it in the depths of my heart forever, becoming an eternally beautiful and poignant memory.

It's just that at this moment, in order for Feng Juanjuan to avoid the blind date and not hurt her mother's heart, I had to make up a reasonable story to tell her lie, and in a hurry, I had to turn the experience between me and a girl I had never met into a romantic story between me and Feng Juanjuan.

Although this is a kind of deception, and there is also the possibility of desecrating this good memory, I can't care so much, sometimes for the relatives I care about the most, a white lie is also a kind of love.

When I fell into fond memories and told this fictional story of me and Feng Juanjuan into my phone, my mind returned to the winter vacation of my junior year......

At that time, the school had already had a winter vacation, and I had promised to help a magazine write a few short suspense novels about the horror and murder in the campus dormitory, so I stayed up all night in the school dormitory to finish it.

After the manuscript passed the review of the magazine and received the manuscript fee, I hurriedly booked the latest flight from Xi'an and flew back to Shanghai, and when I came out of the Shanghai airport, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the past, I would always go home on the first day of winter vacation to help my parents buy New Year's goods, and clean up the house together, until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

But on the first day of the Lunar New Year that year, it happened to be my grandmother's 80th birthday, so I wanted to use the money I earned to hold a birthday party for my grandmother, so that her old man could have a most memorable birthday.

This is also an agreement between me and my grandmother, when I was very young, once my grandmother took me to the 80th birthday of an old lady in the neighborhood, when the old lady said to the guests with emotion, this birthday banquet was held for her by her granddaughter who had just gone to work, everyone was very envious that she could have such a filial granddaughter.

And the old lady in the process of telling, talking and crying with joy made grandma also envious and emotional, when I was young, I kept all this in my heart, and also hugged my grandmother's neck and swore that when I grow up, I will also use the money I earned to give her an eighty birthday.

Grandma listened to my immature and firm words, and was moved to tears, hugged me tightly in her arms, and chanted vigorously: "Okay! My good boy, grandma must try to live to that day, even if grandma can't live to that day, with your words, grandma will die without regrets. ”

And I listened to my grandmother's words, pushed the longevity noodles and cakes that I ate a bite in front of my grandmother, and cried and said to my grandmother: "Yang'er is not allowed to die for grandma, Yang'er can give grandma longevity noodles and cakes to eat, as long as grandma can live a long life, Yang'er can eat nothing, Yang'er must earn money for grandma's 80th birthday, grandma promised Yang'er to eat this bowl of longevity noodles and cakes, so that Yang'er can rest assured." ”

"Good! Grandma eats, and grandma promises Yang'er to live to be eighty years old. "That day, my grandmother ate my small bowl of longevity noodles and cake with tears in her eyes. Since then, every time my grandmother has a birthday, she will tell my mother about this vow I made when I was a child, and every time my mother listens to it, she will gently touch my little face, and then hold me tightly in her arms, and every time I can clearly see that the corners of her eyes are a little moist, so my mother is also very impressed.

Therefore, after listening to my thoughts, my mother made an exception and did not object to my decision to postpone my return to Shanghai, but only asked me to return home during the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve at the latest.

While I was waiting for a taxi at the exit of the airport, I stumbled across an advertisement with the URL of a professional maker of birthday cake customization.

After getting into the taxi, bored, I logged on to this website with my mobile phone, and after browsing the introduction and product customization process on the website, I was intrigued and had a surprise birthday gift inspiration for my grandma.

Even though it was already 3 o'clock in the night, I still called the cake customization hotline with the intention of giving it a try.

"Hello, this is the Xiangmier Cake Customization Hotline, can I help you?" As soon as it was connected, a very pleasant girl's voice sounded.

"Hello, that's the case, I read that the website introduces that the custom live art cake must be three days in advance, but I want to get the cake tomorrow, that is, the night of the first day of the new year, can I book it now? I can double my pay. I asked eagerly, as earnestly as I could.

"I'm sorry, sir, because today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, the master who made the real art cake has gone home for the New Year, if it is an ordinary regular cake delivered to your door tomorrow night, please understand." The other party said apologetically.

"However, tomorrow is the special day of my grandmother's 80th birthday, and the first birthday for my grandmother who has earned money for the first time, and I really hope that she will see your live art cake tomorrow night. This is a promise I made to my grandmother more than ten years ago when I was a child, and if my grandmother saw her holding my fake cake tomorrow night, she would be very surprised and unforgettable. "I don't want to fight for it.

"I can understand your filial piety, the problem is that the master who can skillfully make this kind of artistic cake has gone home, I am just a waiter on duty, I really can't do anything. Unless......" The girl seemed to want to help me, but said with some hesitation.

"Unless what? Just say, as long as I can do it, I will cooperate with you, and it is no problem to add more money. I asked, with a glimmer of hope.

"Unless you don't want to be too realistic in detail, and you can pay me half the price for a live photo of the art cake right now, I can hire a part-time art cake maker with a high salary overnight and start making it right away, and try to get it home by 6 o'clock tomorrow night." After all, the time is too short, and it is the Chinese New Year, it is difficult to find part-time staff who are willing to stay up all night to make cakes, and even if they do, the cost will be very high, and I dare not guarantee that the production level will fully reach the level of professional masters. The other party said in a consultative tone.

"Good! Deal! I will send you the photo and delivery address immediately, and I will increase the price published on the website by 50% and transfer it to your company account within 10 minutes, so please leave it to you! I excitedly said and hung up.

In less than 10 minutes, I was done with the transfer and photo sending, and looking at the photo of my grandma holding me on the phone screen, I can imagine that my grandma and my mother will be amazed when they see this live-action art cake tomorrow.

This photo is more than ten years ago, when my grandmother took me to the 80th birthday banquet of the old lady of the neighborhood, I swore in my grandmother's arms that I would grow up and earn money for my grandmother's 80th birthday.

When I grew up, when I accidentally saw this photo one day, I retook it with my mobile phone and kept it in my phone, but I didn't expect to use it at this critical moment.

When I happily got out of the taxi and opened the door carefully, trying not to wake my parents into my room, I found my mother still waiting for me in the living room.

When my mother saw that I seemed to be in a good mood, she curiously asked me what was so good and so excited, and I naturally kept my mouth shut, and prevaricated with a casual excuse.

If I had told my mother in advance and let my grandmother know, there would have been no surprises tomorrow night, so I chose to keep it a secret.

When the doorbell rang at 6 p.m. on the first day of the Lunar New Year, my mother and grandmother were very surprised when they saw the beautifully packaged cake box. And when I asked my grandmother to close her eyes first, and when I opened the package, inserted the candles, lit them, and turned off the lights in the room, and presented the cake completely in front of my grandmother, my grandmother suddenly became old and tearful, and she choked up and couldn't speak for a long time.

Although the cake shop waiter told me in advance that the part-time staff might not be as fine as the professional master, and I didn't expect it to be very realistic, but when I looked at the lifelike grandmother in the candlelight and the five-year-old me in my arms, I was still deeply shocked.

At that moment, I looked at my grandmother who was crying with joy, I felt that the hard work of staying up late in the dormitory to write a novel was worth it, and I was even more grateful from the bottom of my heart to the part-time staff who made this cake for me overnight.

So when I was about to go to the airport and return to Xi'an after the New Year, I accidentally passed by the cake custom shop, I deliberately went to the store to inquire about the name and contact information of the part-time employee, but I heard the sad news from the clerk - the part-time employee died after suffering a head injury.

It turned out that the boy who made the cake for me overnight was a student at an art college, and the specific name was also new to the store at that time, so she couldn't say it, but she knew that his surname was Shen, and it was said that he was very good at sculpture, so he worked part-time in this cake shop to earn some extra money to subsidize his tuition.

Because his family is poor, in order to save the travel expenses for his mother in his hometown, he also has to bear the tuition fees of his sister who has just been admitted to college, and the pressure is also very high, so in addition to going to school, he also works several jobs outside to earn money. So much so that he didn't go home for the New Year, living alone in the empty dormitory of the school, planning to live the simplest year.