Chapter 8: The Spooky Cake

"It's your birthday!".

Wei Siyang smiled modestly, "I'm sorry Qianqian, I forgot it was your birthday! I didn't even prepare a gift for you." ”

Mu Qianqian snorted softly. "From knowing you to today, I have had three birthdays, do you remember one time?" she looked at Wei Siyang and said softly: "If you can remember my birthday one day, it will be the best gift." ”

Wei Siyang lowered his head and reached out to pick up the mop on the wall, "The floor is a little dirty, I'll mop it." He turned around and walked away, and when he walked past Mu Qianqian, he whispered, "Happy birthday." ”

Mu Qianqian raised her tall eyebrows, "Thank you, little ghost brother." She plucked a wisp of green silk hanging from her ear with her hand, and said with a smile: "Although you don't give any gifts for your small utensils, this girl will still invite you to eat cakes." ”

Yun Haiping packed up the rows of books on the shelves, but his eyes kept looking at Wei Siyang and Mu Qianqian, with an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling. At this time, he suddenly said loudly: "Qianqian, have you passed three birthdays in our reading heart? But why are you getting younger and younger? You are your sixteenth birthday today, and you look only two or three years older than our clouds." ”

Mu Qianqian smiled, "Big brother, it's the twenty-second birthday of the family!" she hugged the clouds beside her, "Our clouds are only eight years old, am I only ten years old?

Yun Duo laughed, suddenly hugged Mu Qianqian's neck, and kissed her the face. "Aunt Mu, why hasn't our cake come yet?"

Mu Qianqian also lowered her head and kissed Yunduo's little face, "Our cake will be here soon, little gluttonous cat, remember to eat it." ”

"No, my father and I also prepared gifts for Aunt Mu. Yun Duo pouted and said, "The gift is beautiful, isn't it, Dad?"

"Of course!" Yun Haiping walked over with a smile and hugged Xiao Yunduo from Mu Qianqian's arms, "Our gift is simply the best gift in the world, but we have to wait until there is no one to give it to Aunt Mu." ”

"Why?" asked Yun Duo curiously.

Yun Haiping glanced at Wei Siyang, who was standing in the distance, and said with a smile: "Because some people are very small and reluctant to buy gifts for others, let's take out the gifts, those small ghosts will blush." If we don't even dare to eat a bite of the cake and slip away, we won't have anywhere to look for them. ”

Mu Qianqian snorted and laughed, Wei Siyang also shook his head with a wry smile, but Yun Duo was still immersed in the imagination of the cake, "Aunt Mu, will there be fresh green plum fruit in our cake?" she asked.

"It's not just green plum fruits," Ms. Mu said. "And the delicious cloud crisp. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone shouting outside the door, "Is Miss Mu Qianqian here?" ”

The cake was packed in a sand-gold box with a lot of beautiful lilacs on the box. The cake was delivered by a short man with a pale face, Mu Qianqian accepted the cake, and the man turned around and walked out of the library.

Wei Siyang stood in the corner, silently looking at the man's back, with a very strange expression in his eyes.

Mu Qianqian and Yun Duo cheered to open the cake, Yun Haiping also stood next to him and applauded, Wei Siyang suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute." ”

Mu Qianqian was taken aback, Yun Duo was even more frightened, and Yun Haiping turned his head and glared at Wei Siyang.

"What are you doing, Lao Wei, do you want to scare people to death?"

Wei Siyang's face was solemn, and he said word by word: "Don't move that cake, don't move." ”

He stared at Yun Haiping's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Old Yun, do you hear it, let everyone not touch this cake, okay?"

Seeing Wei Siyang's expression so serious, Yun Haiping also became serious. "Well, none of us will touch this box of cakes. He said.

Wei Siyang nodded. "Wait for me a while, and I'll be right back. ”

It was already noon, and the street was no longer too crowded, and Wei Siyang saw the man delivering the cake from a distance, walking on the overpass.

Wei Siyang suddenly let go of his footsteps and chased after the man. When he stood still, he was always quiet, but when he ran, he was as fast as a bolt of lightning.

In an instant, he had chased after the man, who turned his head with a look of surprise on his pale face.

"What are you chasing me for?" the man's voice was hoarse, "what's the matter?"

Wei Siyang stopped, stared at the pale face, and said slowly: "Under the sun at noon, you don't even have a shadow, tell me, what are you?"