The day before the World Championship is Wei Chi's birthday.

Long Qianqian personally cooked, and Gu Cheng and Ling Yajun were responsible for preparing a rather sumptuous birthday banquet for Wei Chi.

Even though there were only five of them, it was quite cozy.

"Hey, don't mess around! Go and go! ”

"How can I call this troublemaker? Doing something wrong with me to help you sprinkle salt too? ”

"Are you sprinkling salt? Do you take a good look at what exactly you have in your hand? ”

"Hey, how is it sweet?"

"Nonsense! You're holding sugar! ”

Wei Chi's eyes were a little dry.

From time to time, the sound of Long Qianqian and Gu Cheng arguing came from the kitchen.

Ling Yajun had already nestled on the sofa and started to play games, Jiang Cheng also closed her eyes slightly, and her fingers gently tapped her knees.

There is only one word in Wei Chi's mind - the years are quiet.

That's what "home" feels like.

Wei Chi was a little apprehensive and a little expectant.

He was afraid that this was another joke from heaven on him.

The next second is to take away his sweet dreams.

He really wants to go on with his teammates forever.

"Alright, alright! Longevity noodles are here! ”

Long Qianqian rushed out of the kitchen with longevity noodles in a hurry.

Wei Chi's heart hung in the air, and he was really afraid that Long Qianqian would accidentally offer this bowl of noodles to the floor.

The flexibility of Long Qianqian's hands was not covered, and the bowl of noodles was sent to the table safely.

Wei Chi's heart then fell back to the single belly.

Gu Cheng pushed the cake and walked out of the kitchen.

He sang Happy Birthday as he pushed the cake.

The voices of the four people sounded in Wei Chi's ears.

It turned out that they had also secretly hidden the cake.

The cake reads, "Happy birthday World Champion Eike." ”

Wei Chi's throat was choked by something.

"Thank you."

He was like a goose, unable to think of any other words than to say thanks.

Jiang Cheng still had an old-fashioned tone: "Make a wish, little birthday star." ”

Wei Chi always unconsciously ignored Jiang Cheng's grade.

The roots of his ears were slightly hot.

Close your eyes gently, and in a few moments, blow out the candle.

"What kind of wish did you make, Wei Chi?"

Gu Cheng grinned and smeared the cream on Wei Chi's cheek.

Wei Chi smiled silently.

"Oh, don't ask, there is such a thing as a wish, it won't work if you say it!"

Long Qianqian divided the cake and took out the mobile phone holder: "Come on, come on, take a photo before eating!" ”

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The accompanying picture is a group photo of five people.

Ling Yajun lowered his head and handed the cake to Wei Chi, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which had always been cold.

Gu Cheng grimaced behind Long Qianqian, who was taking pictures.

Jiang Ji's gaze fell on Wei Chi's cream-stained cheeks.

Netizens have been waiting for this Weibo all day.

Hawthorn Hawthorn doesn't speak: Four years ago today, the same day before the Glory Professional League, the same is Wei Chi's birthday, the 16-year-old Wei Chi is already in the past, I sincerely hope that the 20-year-old Wei Chi's wish will come true and win the championship trophy for H country.

I love the main god very much today: Our main god's appearance is really enough for me to lick for a lifetime, is it a good-looking young lady who has gone to play professionally? I can't practice my skills now?

The cult is a concussive incense: Oh, what's the matter with the sudden discovery that Long Meier and the superstar are a bit of a match? Rejoice in the enemy or something...... It smells so good!

The sword in the hand of the sword fairy: Although the main god is only 16 years old, it is really ...... She and Wei Chi are too compatible! Am I the only one who can see the spoiling in this look?

A cup of hot and sour noodles every day: The former sword fairy cut milk for love, and the current sword fairy lost money for love kidneys, is there a big hand to open a fandom? This picture has a sense of good!

Ling Shen's little tail: Then I'll take our Ling Shen away, why are our Ling Shen so miserable, can't we even mix up with a CP?

Fat Jiu is the first cute: Who said Ling Shen doesn't have a CP? Aren't Ling Shen and his bird a good match?

Quack Quack Qua

System 9743 is unhappy again.

[Look at these little beasts, are they talking about human words? Where do you see the doting eyes? My family only has one baby, how can I spoil others? 】

[Angry to the unified, angry to the unified! ] 】

[It's obviously a movie for six people, so I don't deserve a name? ] 】

[Without me, does Lady Bao know who you are? 】

[Hmph! 】

【╭(╯^╰)╮】

System 9743 still wanted to continue to complain, but found that it had been banned by Jiang Shen.

Σ(⊙▽⊙“a

When is this permission modified?

How did he, as a party commander, not know?

This was the happiest time in Eichi's twenty years.

Except for the lingering question in his mind.

Wei Chi decided to find out.

It's night again.

Jiang Ji is still very busy.

The remnant lamp reflected her thin figure, silently exuding an indescribable desolation.

Wei Chi approached gently.

With every step he took, his heart sank.

Jiang Ji didn't notice that he was getting close until this moment - is this really normal?

It wasn't until Wei Chi spoke up that Jiang Cheng turned around.

Jiang Cheng smiled: "What's the matter, the little birthday star still hasn't slept yet?" ”

Wei Chi tried his best to restrain his emotions.

"It's too late, go to bed early."

Wei Chi handed the rabbit-shaped cake in his hand to Jiang Hui.

Jiang Cheng tore open the package and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Well, soon, young man, let's go to sleep first."

Wei Chi did not move.

He stood there like a cave in ice.

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.

"What, waiting for me to praise you?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled: "The cake is very good, go to sleep." ”

Wei Chi said in a hoarse voice: "This is mango-flavored." ”

Jiang Hui's fingers flying on the keyboard froze for a moment.

Wei Chi continued, "You don't like mango-flavored cakes. ”

Wei Chi's eyes were faintly red: "Jiang Xi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Jiang Hui's movements stopped.

She sighed softly.

"I'm not in good shape, Wei Chi."

Wei Chi spoke quickly and excitedly, he grabbed Jiang Cheng's sleeve: "What's wrong with you?" Let's go to the hospital immediately. ”

Jiang Cheng stopped his movements: "Wei Chi, I want a world champion." ”

Wei Chi's eyebrows furrowed.

"You can't...... Wait? ”

Jiang Cheng shook her head: "I can't wait, and I can't afford to wait." ”

"That's it...... Is it so serious? ”

Jiang Cheng laughed: "Tease you." ”

She sat back in her chair: "Play well, I have some problems, but they are all minor. ”

"You're going to take me to the championship, aren't you, Wei Chi?"

Wei Chi thought of when he had just met Jiang Ji.

"I want to win this edition of the Glory Pro League," she said. ”

Wei Chi let out an "um".

"Yes, we'll be champions."

She wants the title, and he's going to win this glorious professional league.