Wen Yang looked up at He Feng.

He didn't seem to notice the spoon in her hand.

He Feng was looking down at the cake.

"That ......" Wen Yang felt that the spoon in her hand was a little hot, and she wanted to say: Your spoon is in my hand.

"You're here!" A deep male voice interrupted her.

It was He Feng's roommate Zhang Qin, and he helped light the fireworks.

Wen Yang was also having dinner and chatting with her friend Tang Jiajia when she learned that her friend's boyfriend was He Feng's roommate.

Maybe fate is so magical, Wen Yang came to City A to see friends, accidentally watched He Feng's performance, and met Zhang Qin again.

"I can't see that you two are running so fast." Zhang Qin wiped his sweat and said.

"Thank you today, do you want to eat cake?" Wen Yang smiled at Zhang Qin and pointed to the cake.

Zhang Qin glanced at the cake and said, "I'll go, how did you make this cake?" It's all a mess. ”

Wen Yang scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "Just ran with it, it became like this......"

Zhang Qin said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be sad." Today's birthday of Brother Feng, I booked a room with Jiajia, let's go sing K together! ”

Wen Yang said, "Just the four of us?" ”

Zhang Qin said: "Otherwise? The other people in our dormitory accompanied their girlfriends, and the part-time ones went to work part-time. ”

Wen Yang nodded and looked at He Feng: "Are you going?" ”

He Feng lifted the cake and said, "Let's go." ”

When the three of them arrived, Kang Jiajia had been waiting for a while.

When she saw them, she immediately beckoned: "You guys are here, I smell these good foods, but I can't eat them so painfully!" ”

Sure enough, there were cocktails, pizzas, cakes, potato chips, fried chicken, and all kinds of food on the table.

Wen Yang said that she could understand Jiajia's mood very well, and she wanted to stuff a big mouthful of meat into her mouth now.

Zhang Qin and Kang Jiajia laughed, then walked to the table and began to put candles on the cake.

Wen Yang turned the interior lights to the darkest level.

They sang a happy birthday song together with a cake, and shouted loudly together: "Happy birthday He Feng!" ”

He Feng looked a little gentle under the light.

Wen Yang saw He Feng and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

He Feng gently blew out the candle.

Wen Yang quietly watched as he gently leaned over to blow out the candle, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his expression was extremely gentle.

For a while, Wen Yang felt a little short of breath.

The boy who liked it at first sight never got tired of looking at it.

That's nice.

It's good to like He Feng.

She didn't know what was good, but she felt very good at this moment.

In just an instant, He Feng blew out the candle.

Wen Yang said, "Why is it so fast? Did you make a wish? ”

He Feng: "Yes, yes." ”

After blowing out the candles, it was time to cut the cake, and He Feng began to cut the cake slowly.

On the first knife, He Feng cut a large piece.

Wen Yang swallowed silently, and she looked up at He Feng's expression.

"Plates." He Feng hooked the corners of his mouth.

Wen Yang hurriedly picked up the plate and leaned over.

He Feng placed the piece of cake he had just cut on her plate.

It wasn't until Wen Yang saw He Feng cut two more cakes and handed them to Zhang Qin and Kang Jiajia one by one that she realized that the cake she was holding in her hand was given to her by He Feng.

The first cake?

Gave her?

Thinking that she had used He Feng's spoon just now, and now she was holding the first cake cut by He Feng in her hand, she suddenly felt her face burn.

What does he mean by this?

Did he know he gave her his spoon?

How did he give her the first cake?

Wen Yang rubbed his hair a little irritably, what if he just thought too much?

Maybe people didn't notice that much?

Wen Yang sat sullenly on the sofa and ate the cake.

Kang Jiajia proposed: "It's not interesting to just eat, let's play truth or dare!" ”

Wen Yang's eyes lit up and said, "I approve!" ”

As long as she takes this opportunity, she can know if He Feng has someone she likes.

Although Zhang Qin repeatedly promised that if he saw He Feng and which girl was closer, he would definitely tell her.

But she is still very worried, she chases after her, and He Feng will have a girlfriend.

Zhang Qin didn't care if He Feng wanted to play or not, and immediately echoed: "You girls have no opinions, what opinions can we boys have." Right, Ho Feng? ”

Having said that, Wen Yang still looked at He Feng a little nervously.

He Feng nodded: "Hmm." ”

Kang Jiajia took out a pen from her bag and said, "Whoever the pen is aimed at will answer the question of the person with the pen facing at the end." ”

She glanced at Wen Yang again and said, "We girls sit together~"

Wen Yang was waiting for Kang Jiajia's words, and she walked over to Kang Jiajia and sat down.

The order of pen transfer is to start with Konkajia.

Wen Yang had to admire, good hand!

The tip of the pen is just facing He Feng, and the tip of the pen is just facing Wen Yang.

Kang Jiajia and Wen Yang discussed in a whisper.

Konjiajia: Quick! Ask him if he feels for you!

Wen Yang: Am I crazy?

Kangjiajia: Otherwise, how old was your first love? He Feng is so handsome, who doesn't have a young and frivolous time, right, you first ask people if they have an ex that they can't forget, it's best if they don't, and they will catch up in the future, they are definitely affectionate!

Wen Yang felt that it made sense.

So many girls chased He Feng, but He Feng didn't accept any of them, maybe it was because he had an ex he couldn't forget?

Wen Yang cleared his throat and said, "How old was the first time you fell in love?" ”

Wen Yang was a little annoyed after asking, if He Feng really had a first love that she couldn't forget, then what would she do?

What if He Feng gets angry?

Wen Yang nervously picked up the cocktail on the table and took a few sips.

He Feng met her eyes and said, "No." ”

Wen Yang didn't expect that He Feng hadn't been in love, and the cocktail in her mouth stayed in her throat for a while, and she coughed directly.

Kang Jiajia patted her on the back and said, "Let you eat so much, you're thirsty, choking......"

Zhang Qin saw He Feng's gaze resting on the cocktail in Wen Yang's hand, he reached out and took a bottle on the table, handed it over, and said, "Come, taste it." This taste is quite delicious. ”

He Feng retracted his gaze and said, "I don't drink." ”

Zhang Qin didn't think much about it, put the wine back on the table, smiled, and said, "That's right, there are four of us, there is always one of us who has to stay sober." ”

After Wen Yang recovered, the game continued.

Wen Yang's hands trembled so much for some reason, and the pen flew out directly.

It rolled and rolled and rolled under the table.

You can't get out by eye.

Three others: "......"

Wen Yang smiled awkwardly and said, "Do any of you still have a pen?" ”

Kang Jiajia couldn't help but applaud her: "Sister Wen is superb in martial arts." After teasing, she said, "No, I'll bring a pen." Do you have pens with you? ”

Zhang Qin shook his head and said, "How is it possible, come out to play with some pens." Does Brother Feng have a belt? ”

He Feng: "No, I don't bring a pen to perform." ”

"Excuse me, guys, why don't we shake the dice?" Wen Yang said.

"Forget it, let's sing, shall we? Or do you want to go back? It's late, it's eleven o'clock. Kang Jiajia glanced at the time and said.

Wen Yang immediately raised his claws and said, "Go back, don't you have a part-time job tomorrow?" ”

Kang Jiajia nodded, looked at He Feng, and said, "Then please trouble Brother Feng to send my family Wen Yang~ The house I rented is not far from here, you can send my family Wen Yang back first, and then you go back to school, is it okay?" She added: "Zhang Qin and I are going to take another walk. ”

Kang Jiajia rented a house outside by herself, and Zhang Qin lived in the school, so Wen Yang could come to see He Feng's performance with confidence, and sometimes she could go to Kang Jiajia to sleep for one night when it was late.

The two people from the same school don't have to take a walk when they see each other every day, Kang Jiajia mainly wants to create more opportunities for He Feng and Wen Yang to get along.

He Feng nodded.

The four of them cleaned up the karaoke room and left.

Wen Yang didn't feel anything when he drank cocktails before, but he was a little dizzy when he went downstairs and blew the cold wind.

Wen Yang only felt that her head was a little heavy, and before she could react, she was suddenly pulled by He Feng.

Wen Yang squinted slightly, looked at it for a long time, and realized that he almost hit a telephone pole.

"Thank you...... You. Before Wen Yang could finish speaking, he hiccuped.

The smell of cocktails immediately spreads.

Wen Yang felt a little embarrassed and wanted to step back, so as not to smoke He Feng with the smell of his wine.

Probably when people get drunk, their hands and feet are not very sharp.

Wen Yang stumbled again, and when he fell back, Wen Yang saw He Feng's outstretched hand in a daze.

Wen Yang's collar was lifted again.

"I don't know how to drink." He Feng said in a low voice.

Wen Yang pursed his lips and said, "I'm nervous." ”

He Feng's soft laughter came from overhead.

Wen Yang raised his head and glared at He Feng: "What are you laughing at?" ”

He Feng glanced at Wen Yang, who was blushing like a tomato.

A puffed tomato.

He Feng couldn't help but laugh again.

Wen Yang inexplicably felt aggrieved.

At the thought of this, tears burst into tears.

Wen Yang squatted directly on the ground.

"He Feng, what do you mean?"

"If you don't mean that, don't give me hope."

"Every time you finish a show, I feel so uncomfortable when I see so many girls surrounding you."

"I say ten words to you every time, and you only reply to me. I'm really tired. ”

"I know your birthday is August 05, I don't like too much socializing, and the taste of eating is light. There are only three performances per semester, and the places where they are often seen are the playground and the A University Library. But I really don't know what type of girls you like. ”

"If you like taller girls, I can learn to wear high heels. If you ......"

The more Wen Yang spoke, the more sad she became, feeling her snot getting muddy, and she cried while rummaging through her pockets for tissues.

She suddenly felt something cover her face.

Wen Yang felt He Feng's warm fingertips slip across his face through the tissue.

Wen Yang grabbed the tissue and wiped his face before daring to look at He Feng.

There were still tears in her eyes, and she couldn't see He Feng's face clearly.

He Feng sighed softly.

"I have a habit of cleanliness." He Feng's voice was a little helpless.

He Feng took another tissue and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I've never used the same spoon as anyone else." He Feng added.

Wen Yang hadn't finished digesting He Feng's words, and felt a warmth on his lips again.