The two didn't say a few words, the teacher came over and sat down on the podium to maintain discipline, the class was silent, and the students were busy writing homework and reviewing their homework.

Only Jiang Huaining sat in his seat absent-mindedly, his hand reached into the drawer from time to time to touch the paper bag, and he could feel the softness inside through a thick layer of paper, and he didn't know what Lu Zhu gave him.

Feel like clothes?

He really couldn't guess, and he was a little itchy and wanted to take a peek.

However, the paper bag was covered with floral tape, leaving a small gap on both sides, and he lowered his head to look through the small opening.

For a long time, I didn't see what it was.

Jiang Huaining's eyes moved up, as far as his eyes could see, Lu Zhu supported his cheek with one hand, the pen in his hand was against his lips to think about the problem, and a book of mathematical errors was spread out on the desktop, next to which was a scratch paper full of calculation steps. Serious and focused, as if everything around her was excluded by her.

Jiang Huaining was bored for no reason, she disturbed his mind, how could he be calm?

The first self-study class was so deserted, the bell rang, and the teacher on the podium went out with books and water glasses.

Lu Zhu didn't seem to hear the bell, and after reviewing some of the math mistakes according to the plan, he turned out the physics problem book and continued to ponder.

Jiang Huaining didn't really want to disturb her enthusiasm for studying, but he couldn't help it, picked up the pen on the table and poked her.

Lu Zhu looked at him blankly: "You want to go out?"

She said as she shifted her chair forward, leaving room behind her.

Jiang Huaining ignored her words and said, "Cake, are you still eating it?"

"Ah, I almost forgot." Lu Zhu looked around, "Do you want to eat in the class?"

Jiang Huaining didn't answer, she had already picked up the cake again, opened the lid and cut her the most strawberries, and put it on her table: "Taste it, I left it for you."

Shen Huan stretched out his head and raised his hand to speak: "I testify that he didn't eat himself."

"You're a birthday star, don't you eat cake on your birthday?" Lu Zhu said, scooped up a big spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The cream is dense in the mouth, and the strawberries are fresh and large, cut in half and inserted into the cream, which is sweet and refreshing, and the taste is great together.

Jiang Huaining asked, "How does it taste?"

Lu Zhu nodded: "It's delicious!"

Jiang Huaining was satisfied, leaning on the back table and silently watching her eat.

Shen Huan was aroused, stretched his neck to look at the cake box, and swallowed: "You still have more there, cut me another piece, I haven't eaten enough for dinner."

Jiang Huaining opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's gone."

Shen Huan pointed to the cake box and asked incredulously, "What is that?" I've seen it all!"

Jiang Huaining said seriously: "Keep it for me." I didn't listen to what Lu Zhu said, how can the birthday star himself not eat cake on his birthday."

Shen Huan tilted his head, as if he couldn't understand this person's brain circuit. At dinner, Aunt Sun wanted to cut the cake for him, but he himself said that he didn't need to cut it for him.

Could it be that he has a misremembered?

Anyway, no matter how cheeky Shen Huan begged, Jiang Huaining just wouldn't give it to him.

When Lu Zhu was about to finish eating, Jiang Huaining leaned closer and asked softly, "Do you want more?"

Lu Zhu didn't pay attention to what he and Shen Huan were saying, lowered his gaze, scraped the remaining little cream on the plate with a small fork, shook his head and said, "Don't do it, I'll eat it." Thinking of something, she asked curiously, "What year are you from?"

Jiang Huaining smiled: "95 years."

Lu Zhu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but bend his lips and smile, his big and bright eyes overflowed with a little starlight, as if he thought it was funny, and felt a little surprised: "You are smaller than me, I really can't see it."

He is tall and long, and although he has a sunny personality, he is more mature than the average boy, making her mistakenly think that he is at least a year older than her.

There was a little cream on her lips, and she didn't notice it, Jiang Huaining stared there for two more seconds, and took the opportunity to ask, "When is your birthday?"

Lu Zhu's eyes crooked: "It's much earlier than you."

Jiang Huaining persistently asked, "What day?"

Lu Zhu said, "March 21." Added one

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"I'm also '95."

Jiang Huaining read it silently and remembered her birthday, but he was inexplicably a little depressed: "It's not very early, it's just half a year apart."

He muttered to himself, his voice was extremely low, Lu Zhu didn't hear clearly, tilted his head and smiled and asked, "What did you say?"

Jiang Huaining refused to repeat it again, and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing."

Lu Zhu left her seat to throw away the garbage, and when she came back, there was a person standing in her seat, and Cheng Jingyuan took a packaging box in her hand and handed it to Jiang Huaining.

"Jiang Huaining, happy birthday." Her long hair was scattered, and when she spoke, her cheeks were clouded with a soft smile.

Lu Zhu licked her lower lip, the sweetness of the cream touched the tip of her tongue, she stood in the aisle, did not pass for a while, and glanced at Jiang Huaining's face.

The boy's two thick black eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was a little surprised how she would know.

He turned his head to look at Shen Huan, Shen Huan reacted rarely, and immediately understood the doubt in his eyes: "I didn't say anything, I didn't tell anyone, don't look at me."

Cheng Jingyuan raised her hand and pulled the hair around her ears, with a little embarrassment on her face, and took the initiative to explain to him: "I accidentally saw the form you handed over to the squad leader two days ago."

Two days ago, the teacher asked the day students to fill out a form with their names, dates of birth, home addresses, etc., and handed them to the class leader.

Zeng Xiang sat behind Cheng Jingyuan, and it was not surprising that she would see it.

The date of birth on the ID card was written on the form, and Cheng Jingyuan calculated it with the calendar on her mobile phone, and knew that Jiang Huaining had a birthday today.

Taking advantage of the fact that she could leave school on Friday, she took a friend to a boutique outside the school and picked out a birthday present for him.

Speaking of which, it was Lu Zhu who gave her inspiration.

Some time ago, Lu Zhu returned to the dormitory every night and hurriedly washed up, then sat on the bed and began to knit a scarf, stitch by stitch, extremely patient.

Of course, Cheng Jingyuan wanted to knit a scarf and give it to Jiang Huaining, it would be more meaningful, but unfortunately when he knew his birthday, it was too late.

Today, I visited the boutique, because Christmas is coming, the festive atmosphere is strong, and there are a lot of new Christmas gifts in the store, she chose a men's scarf, and asked the clerk to help her pack it beautifully, and she wants to give it away.

Jiang Huaining politely said "thank you", but did not accept her gift.

"Then this ......," Cheng Jingyuan handed forward.

There were students around her, she was thin-skinned, her cheeks were already dyed red, her eyelashes were slightly fanned, and she looked pitiful.

Jiang Huaining didn't have any extra explanation, and thanked him again: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't accept birthday gifts."

He glanced at Lu Zhu, who had been waiting in the aisle for a long time, raised his eyes, and said to Cheng Jingyuan, "I'm back from the same table, you blocked her, let me go."

Lu Zhu was really bored waiting, the fingers of his two hands were hooked, his eyes were looking left and right, and he didn't look at the two of them.

Cheng Jingyuan bit her lip and hurriedly took two steps back to the side, still refusing to give up, and was brewing her words, when the bell rang at this time, interrupting the words she had finally prepared.

Lu Zhu didn't dare to delay any longer, and walked back to his seat.

Cheng Jingyuan left with a full sense of loss, her fingers pinched the gift box, and the sharp corners slashed across her palm, stinging a little, making her brain sober up.

She found that she still didn't know enough about Jiang Huaining.

When she saw him for the first time and felt that he was unattainable, he behaved so gently and amiably, and he could get along quickly with everyone, and he was meticulous and patient in his lectures, no matter who the other party was.

Like any other boy, he would play, joke, chase and laugh. However, when she tried to get close to him as best she could, he seemed to suddenly become a dazzling sun hanging high in the sky, out of reach.

Lu Zhu sat down, stared at the wrong question book in front of him for a few seconds, pressed his palm to his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief gently, driving away the feeling of heart blockage.

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At the end of the evening self-study, Jiang Huaining took out the paper bag given by Lu Zhu from the drawer and put it in the schoolbag.

When he went down the stairs, Shen Huan's curiosity came out again and asked him, "What did Lu Zhu give you?"

He saw it at that moment, and Lu Zhu ran in from outside and stuffed him with a paper bag.

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asked him to say that Lu Zhu was really righteous enough, Jiang Huaining deliberately didn't tell her about her birthday in advance, just to prevent her from preparing a birthday gift, but she didn't expect to tell her so late that she could prepare one for him.

Not to mention Jiang Huaining, even he was moved.

Jiang Huaining glanced at him lightly: "Why don't you have the spirit of asking questions in your studies?"

Shen Huan: "......"

He can be scolded by Jiang Huaining twenty times a day.

When I got to the first floor, the teacher in Shen Li's class dragged the class again.

The three evening self-study sessions on Friday night were supposed to be the time for students to arrange freely, and the 30th class of liberal arts was the key class, and the geography teacher came over to occupy it and give the students a lecture on the papers.

The bell rang, and I was talking about a big question, but the teacher ignored the bell and planned to finish the lecture before leaving school.

The two boys were standing on the steps below the corridor and waiting, Jiang Huaining seemed to have a cat's claw scratching in his heart, not only Shen Huan was curious, he was also curious about what Lu Zhu's birthday gift was.

Without hesitating for too long, Jiang Huaining opened the zipper of the schoolbag, took out the paper bag from it, tore off the sealing tape, and put his slender fingers into the bag to take out the things.

Shen Huan hurriedly came over, his eyes straightened: "Is it a scarf?"

It's a long scarf, it's enough to hang yourself.

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