Chapter 30: Yuan (Ikuga)
Happy birthday √
Note: This article is different from the usual extras, and it is narrated from the perspective of "CandyCharl" and Yuan's craftsmen.
March 8, a special holiday, is also a celebration that belongs to her.
- From "Candy Charl's Diary"
Today, as usual, I woke up early, I thought she would sleep until noon, but in fact she sat quietly on the edge of my bed flipping through a magazine.
I sat up and teased her with a smile: "It's so rare that squirrels don't hibernate!"
She glanced at me and replied faintly, "It's nothing, I just can't sleep." ”
"It's Sunday!"
"Hmm...... yes......"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which was particularly harsh.
She put down the magazine in silence, got up, and ran to open the door.
Who is it so early? Really......
I muttered a few words in my mind, quickly got dressed, and walked into the hall in confusion.
Looking up and down, I couldn't help but be surprised.
Black outfit with that ice cube face, what the hell is going on?
"What wind brought you to my house?" I asked, a little teasingly.
Unbeknownst to me, the KLT guy completely ignored my existence, and she took out a thick wad of money from the inner pocket of her trench coat and handed it to Yuan. I was taken aback, who doesn't know that guy's favorite thing is money, and he is so generous today, is his head caught in the door?
"Fast. The two words that popped out of her mouth suddenly dawned on me.
"Happy birthday, Yuan-san. Then she said a full blessing in a slightly better tone.
"Thank you, and thank Xiao Luo for me. Yuan unceremoniously took the wad of money that was enough for us to enjoy for 3 months, and smiled and thanked her.
"Gift, you buy. After a few short words, she turned away.
I think she should have meant: this money should be enough, you can buy the gifts yourself.
Thinking of this, I felt a sense of admiration in my heart, I can omit the words like this, dare to ask who else can do it?
It's just that I didn't expect that today is Yuan's birthday, and I have always remembered March 8th, but the passage of time makes me have to admit that the days are so ordinary.
"Happy birthday......" I whispered, bowing my head a little guilty.