Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Yuye's side face.

He still remembers that when Jiang Yuye celebrated his seventeenth birthday, he said that he had no wishes.

On Feng Qingyue's birthday, he wanted to make a wish.

Fang Zhou laughed lightly: "Brother Yu, will it be more spiritual to make a wish on someone else's birthday?" ”

"Who knows, try it."

Jiang Yuye didn't have anything special to want since he was a child, but on his fifth birthday, he made a wish, hoping that his parents could be reconciled.

He carried this belief with him until he was ten years old, but it was eventually shattered.

Since then, he has had no desires.

It may be that he is too unlucky, so God hears his wish and does not deal with it, then Feng Qingyue must be lucky.

Lucky people also bring good luck to others.

Jiang Yuye climbed to the top of the mountain, his face was stiff due to the cold wind, he panted slightly, looking at the wishing tree, the red tie that Feng Qingyue hung last time was still there, fluttering in the wind.

Qin Junyu's legs were so weak that he sat on a stone bench outside, and he didn't care if it was dirty or not, he just wanted to rest.

He gasped and put his hand on the shoulders of the ark: "He wants to make a wish, why do we also follow the mountain?!" ”

"It's not scientific!"

Fang Zhou looked at Jiang Yuye's figure hidden in the temple gate, and said with a smile: "Perhaps, he is bored alone, so he will take us as many companions, right?" ”

Qin Junyu: "......" is really a Q.

In a moment, Jiang Yuye came out of the temple, holding a red tie in his left hand.

Fang Zhou walked over, and on it was Jiang Yuye's handwriting, although it was still ugly, it could be seen that he was trying his best to write it.

He didn't hang the strap very high, but put it at the bottom, and he could tiptoe on.

He was afraid of being blown away by the wind, so he tied it tightly.

Jiang Yuye smiled lightly and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "Let's go, let's go to her house." ”

The Ark looked back and again, chuckled, and quickly caught up with them.

Jiang Yuye's wish was gently blown by the wind, and the handwriting was clearly visible:

Jiang Yuye wants to marry Feng Qingyue when he is twenty-five years old.

……

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Due to the winter, it was already dark in the city.

Meng Yuyu took the hot chicken soup and put it on a large table in the living room.

She pinched her earlobe with her fingertips: "Hurry up and clean up, and we'll have dinner later." ”

When the words fell, there was a knock on the door outside, Meng Yuyu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran to the yard: "I'll open the door." ”

The faces of Jiang Yuye and the three appeared in front of Meng Yuyu, and Qin Junyu beckoned with a smile: "Little fat man, I'm here." ”

Because it was dark, she couldn't see Meng Yuyu's flushed face, and when she saw Qin Junyu, she stammered a little: "Come in, come in, it's just in time, dinner is just right." ”

Qin Junyu was very curious about Feng Qingyue's house, and he itched to touch the wildflowers that were still blooming in the courtyard, and then came to the conclusion: "The house is quite small, but it is very clean." ”

Smelling the aroma of the food, he hurriedly walked in and put the gift he brought on the sofa: "Wow, it's so fragrant, I'm blessed today." ”

Seeing Jiang Yuye coming, Mrs. Lin's smile became even bigger, and she hurriedly pulled Jiang Yuye and stuffed candy into his hand: "I asked Qingqing to invite you to come, why did Qingqing lie to me that you are very busy and don't have time to come, Xiaojiang, eat more, you can treat this place as your own home, it's rare to have a lively time." ”

Jiang Yuye raised his eyebrows slightly, did he invite him?

He didn't hear any invitations.

His eyes were on Feng Qingyue, who happened to come out of the kitchen, this little liar.

Feng Qingyue looked at Jiang Yuye dumbfounded, why did this person come, but Mrs. Lin was rare Jiang Yuye, as if he was her grandson, and all kinds of delicious food were placed in front of him.

She put her doubts down and brought the hot pot up.

The dishes on the table were well equipped.

There are braised prawns, spicy beef jerky pot, cold dishes, stir-fried bok choy, and hot pot.

Fortunately, the table is big enough for so many people to sit down.

Meng Yuyu drooled over the dishes on this table: "Qingqing's cooking skills are really good, whoever marries you in the future will be blessed, as long as I think about it, I will die of jealousy." ”

Chu Wutong also laughed: "No, unlike me, I don't divide the grains, and I can't cook." ”

Meng Yuyu patted the position next to him: "Qingqing, come and sit, you are the protagonist today, don't be busy." ”

The place Meng Yuyu left for her was right next to Jiang Yuye, Jiang Yuye's sense of oppression was too strong, she only took a step forward, Meng Yuyu patted her head and said in annoyance: "Oops, I forgot to buy a drink." ”

Feng Qingyue turned a corner: "I'll go, I'll go to the store outside to buy it, you eat first." ”

With that, he went out in a pink down jacket.

The winter wind at night was bitter, and the wind blew on her face like a knife, and she gently closed the door with a small slit, and the iron door outside was ajar.

Because it was too cold, Feng Qingyue almost trotted there, bought two bottles of large Coke and walked in the direction of home.

She gently closed the iron door, and the slightly open door let in warm light.

She was about to push open the door with her hand, and Mrs. Lin's voice came from inside: "I'm very happy to have these good friends of you with Qingqing, you have to be good to her in the future, Qingqing is a very kind and enthusiastic child, but it's just too lonely." ”

Feng Qingyue's hand paused, and slowly hung to his side.

Meng Yuyu slurred: "Grandma, don't worry, after Qingqing, I will be my half-sister, and I will designate her to be a good friend for life." ”

Although Mrs. Lin smiled, her tone revealed sadness: "That's good, my family Qingqing has no parents since she was a child, I was afraid that she would be noisy for her parents when she was young, and I even thought about how to coax her with excuses, but this child was too obedient and didn't mention a word." ”

"When I was a child, I didn't take my children home, and when I asked, I knew that I didn't dare to play with her because I grew up outstanding, she was alone since she was a child, and I felt distressed when I looked at it, but fortunately she met you, and on her birthday in the future, I hope you can spend it with her, this is the last birthday I can accompany Qingqing."

Meng Yuyu cried when she heard this: "Woo woo, grandma, you won't die, you have to live a long life, Qingqing She has no relatives, what should she do if you leave?" ”

They all knew about Mrs. Lin's illness, and they could see that the disease was very serious when Feng Qingyue ran to the hospital twice in three days.

Mrs. Lin smiled with relief: "I've lived so old, it's enough, let's eat, Qingqing should come back later, don't let her hear it." ”

Jiang Yuye tilted his head slightly, looking at the small shadow in the light at the crack in the door.

He made an excuse to come out, and found Feng Qingyue leaning against the wall with his head bowed and his shoulders trembling a little.

Jiang Yuye looked at the wet ground and tears dripping from his cheeks that were hidden in the darkness.

He reached out and lifted her head, only to find that she had burst into tears, she heard Mrs. Lin's words, she restrained herself from making a sound, silent crying was the most uncomfortable, choked up to the point that her whole body trembled.

Jiang Yuye helplessly wiped her tears: "What are you crying about?" ”

"In the future, I will accompany you on your birthday, year after year."

Ticket~

(End of chapter)