Fu Xingxing on the other end of the phone looked embarrassed and said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, Yunyun!" I can't leave, I can't celebrate your birthday in person! ”

"We have a lot of Yunyun-sama, so I won't be angry, will we?" Fu Xingxing coaxed Zhang Cuiyun like a child, "Good behave! Anyway, you're coming to Kyoto next month, so let me entertain you and take you to all the delicious food and drink in Kyoto! ”

Zhang Cuiyun couldn't hide the loss in her heart, but after some self-comfort, she finally squeezed out a reluctant smile: "Okay! Fu Xingxing, you have to keep your promises! "Hmph - as compensation for not attending her birthday, Zhang Cuiyun secretly sweared: She will eat Fu Xingxing!

After chatting for a while, and then hanging up the phone, Zhang Cuiyun glanced at the sumptuous dining table, she couldn't help but say sadly: "Alas - I also deliberately took a leave of absence for half a day and burned a large table of dishes, but no one came!" ”

When it comes to Zhang Cuiyun's background, her mother died of illness when she was only 6 years old, and her father remarried at the speed of light less than a year after her mother's death. The stepmother already had a daughter as old as Zhang Cuiyun, and later gave birth to a son with her father. Since then, his father, who has not cared too much about Zhang Cuiyun, has completely ignored Zhang Cuiyun's existence because he likes his noble son.

Every time we meet, it always ends in disputes and quarrels.

Therefore, Zhang Cuiyun simply lived separately from it. But out of sight is pure.

And this point, Zhang Cuiyun was completely forgotten!

The college tuition is earned by herself, and the living expenses are barely covered by work-study, and as for the birthday, her "good father" never mentions it.

In this regard, Zhang Cuiyun said that she didn't care, but in fact, she just couldn't say it.

"Alright! If you don't come, that's your loss! This chef's cooking skills are good, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself! Zhang Cuiyun picked up her chopsticks as she spoke, and just took a bite of braised pork, her eyes were moist, "This braised pork is Fu Xingxing's favorite of the dead ghost!" ”

"It's so annoying!" Zhang Cuiyun continued to scold and cry, and said to himself, "I worked hard all afternoon, and I made all the food you love, but you didn't come!" I really want to break up with you! ”

As soon as these words came out, an extremely familiar voice came from the door: "Then break off friendship!" ”

Looking at the sound, Zhang Cuiyun immediately cried with joy: "Fu Xingxing! You bastard! You're fooling me!! ”

At the door, there is not only Fu Xingxing, a dead ghost, but also Fu Zhiyang, Fu Xingxing's grandmother Zhang Fengxiang, neighbors Uncle Zhang, Aunt Lin, and a few friends who grew up with a bare butt!

Fu Xingxing held the cake in his hand and sang the happy birthday song "Happy birthday to you!" when he entered the door. Happy birthday to Yunyun......"

Zhang Cuiyun was already crying, she turned around secretly, wiped away her tears, and then pretended to be strong and scolded: "Fu Xingxing, you bastard!" Is it fun to play me? ”

Everyone is here!

I was so impressed!

Woo woo –

The tears that had just been wiped away couldn't stop falling down.

At this time, Fu Zhiyang handed over a tissue and blinked mischievously: "Aunt Yunyun, you want me to say it directly, don't cry!" I'm going to be distressed—"

"Stinky boy!" Zhang Cuiyun took the tissue, wiped away her tears indiscriminately, bent over and squatted down, she pinched Fu Zhiyang's face fiercely, "Long time no see!" I'm kind of missing you naughty bastard! Stinky Yangyang, what kind of birthday present did you prepare for me? ”