Chapter 360: The birthdays of Xiaoyu, Qiao'er and the two

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Fu Chengque laughed, quickly pulled out the candle on the cake, and handed the plastic knife to Wen Yu, "Cut the cake!" I'm going to eat with your name on it! ”

Wen Yu's lips twitched twice, and then he shouted "Okay", and then said: "You are the hardest today, don't say eat my name, you can eat me." ”

Fu Chengfinch glanced at him with disgust, "What are you talking about?" ”

Wen Yu smiled and scratched his face, "I'm overjoyed." ”

"I think so."

Wen Yu cut the cake, handed the cake with the word "Xiaoyu" to his little girlfriend, and filled a piece for himself.

The cake is shaking slightly.

Spoon a spoonful, put it in the mouth, the dense cream melts in the mouth, the sweetness spreads in the mouth in an instant, the flesh is slightly sour and cold, and the sweetness of the cream is relieved in an instant, which is shocking.

This unsightly cake is actually very delicious!

"Delicious! It's delicious! Wen Yu praised, "I can't see it, you actually have the potential to become the world's No. 1 pastry chef!" ”

Fu Chengqueben was looking at Wen Yu nervously, and when he heard the praise, he laughed straightforwardly, "Wowhahaha!" Don't dare, Min Min is still ahead...... Hey, hey, hey! Is it tasty? ”

"Delicious!"

"If you like it, I'll contract your birthday cake in the future!" She said proudly, her eyes fell on Wen Yu's face, and she asked softly, "Okay?" ”

Wen Yu paused, and asked with a smile: "Is it okay to do it for a lifetime?" ”

The girl was slightly stunned, and her smile was bright, "Okay, I'll do it for you for a lifetime!"

Vinyl records swirled, and familiar male voices sang memorable tunes. Wen Yu didn't even know where Fu Chengque got this vinyl record and record player, and the song "There Are Peach Blossoms" by Xu Song was also a song that had just come out.

“…… It was my near-luck, but I've been trying. ”

"Every time I see you, I strengthen my determination to love."

"Please love me, even if you're still a little confused."

"Please love me, I will be happy to give you all the ...... I have"

The melodious and slow tone, with a slight joy of love, gently echoes in the room.

Fu Chengque noticed Wen Yu's gaze staring at the record player, reached over and patted it gently, and when Wen Yu looked at her, he seemed to show off and said, "I bought it with the money from my part-time job, and it is also part of the gift." She looked back at the balcony curtains and pointed to the corner, "Wait until the hem is there, you can listen to it if you want." ”

She snickered, "I've bought other records too, I'll listen to them for you later." ”

Wen Yu chuckled and nodded, "When did you hide in the bedroom?" ”

"I don't tell you hee-hee."

Wen Yu smiled dumbly, paused, and looked at the girl's eyes overflowing with joy, "Qiao'er......"

There was emotion and joy in the young man's eyes.

Fu Chengque stared at Wen Yu for a moment, suddenly knocked on the table, straightened his waist, and pretended to be displeased and said, "Pinching cats, don't thank you!" Thank you, and it will be tasteless! ”

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment and shook his head slightly, "No." ”

"Huh?"

"I want to say ......"

"Say what?"

"You put the cake on your nose."

"Wow!!" The girl touched her nose a few times and frowned, "Huh? No? ”

"Hahaha."

"You're teasing me again!"

The autumn rain was pouring and the wind was blowing, so it must have been cold outside.

The subtle sound of rain was mixed in the song, just like the young man once thought-

It's nice to watch the rain hit the windowsill in the small room, listen to the songs, and the warmth around you is very strong.

……

The cake made by Fu Orange Sparrow is really good.

Wen Yu doesn't like too sweet items, but this time, he ate the cake carefully, the cream of the cotton, the aroma of the pulp, the sweetness and softness of the cake base, and the taste of every bite he wanted to remember.

Halfway through the cake, Fu Chengque suddenly snickered and asked, "Xiao Yu, what wish did you just make?" ”

Wen Yu asked rhetorically: "Do you want to say?" ”

If the wish is spoken, it will not be spiritual, Fu Chengque cares about this, but she is curious about Wen Yu's wish to die.

I had to pinch a lost gesture, "You reveal a Mimi." ”

Wen Yu said: "Assist you to become the empress!" ”

Fu Chengque was shocked: "Eighteenth birthday wish, you actually ......"

Moved, moved to tears.

She said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Yu, you are too good, you can't repay it, you can only ......"

Wen Yu's soul was shocked, and he suddenly raised his head: "...... tonight!" ”

"Come on, eat my cooking!"

“……”

The Orange Sparrow Empress carefully concocted five dishes, all of which were pure in color and bright in soup.

As soon as Wen Yu was on the table, he already had thoughts about them in his stomach, and after taking a bite of the sweet cake, he wanted to eat it even more.

After Fu Chengque finished speaking, his chopsticks were quickly held in his hands, and his eyes searched for the target.

This anxious frying appearance fell in Fu Chengque's eyes, isn't it just greedy for the food she cooked?

The girl laughed, held her head high and said, "Don't be in a hurry to eat, these five dishes of mine are all emotional, don't you want to hear it?" ”

The birthdays of the two are less trivial, less orderly, and more delicate sharing.

This mood is also something that you can't get on your birthday.

Wen Yu paused, his eyes scanned back and forth over his little girlfriend's face and the dishes, "Do you mean, the kind of person who was surprised when he took a bite of this dish during the emperor's private visit?" ”

Fu Chengqi shook his head, "It's not like that. ”

Wen Yu hesitated for a moment, but he also suppressed his greed, put away the chopsticks, and raised his hand: "Master Fu, please speak, listen to me." ”

Fu Chengque leaned forward and made a gesture towards the braised pork, "This!" Look, braised again! ”

"How?"

"Did you notice any difference?"

"This ...... Please advise. ”

"Hahaha, Xiao Yu, I thought you were very good at cooking, but you didn't see it!" Fu Chengque's voice said lightly, and beckoned Wen Yu to approach the braised pork, and the two of them looked at the Chinese food with their heads together, and she said, "Take a closer look, is it more red than usual?" ”

"Shhh...... When you say that, it seems to be true! Red bright red shiny! ”

"Right!! I added 2 more sugars than the melon said! ”

"Why?"

"That looks like the meat will be redder, I want your birthday to be prosperous! Then, a little sweeter, implying that life is also sweet. ”

“……”

Wen Yu was stunned.

What is booming, Fu Orange Sparrow, you really pinch the vulgarity of cats.

He took a breath and aimed at another tomato dish, "What's that?" ”

"Tomato stewed tenderloin is also red."

"Chicken wings?"

"Garlic honey chicken wing root, Xiao Yu, you have to spread your wings and fly high, soar to the sky!"

"Then this 'broccoli stir-fried shrimp' is what I want to go to the sea?"

"Hahaha." Fu Chengfinch looked up with a smile, "No, look wow, the color of this shrimp ......"

"It's also booming, isn't it?"

“dei！”

“……”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The girl chuckled under her breath.

The songs on the record also happen to be switching, and in the gap where the tune disappears, her laughter is palpable. She smiled a little coquettishly, her body trembled slightly, her ponytail was still tied, and she swayed gently with a smile. She was still a little proud, and seemed to be happy with her "red-hot" carefulness.

The night was only her and the sound of the rain.

Wen Yu stared at her, and after a long time, the girl's cheeks on the opposite side turned red and slowly lowered her head.

The song came out again, singing "The rain dusts the frost leaves, and the dust falls to the past." The clouds cover the autumn geese, covering the moonlight for ten years".

Losing his gaze, Wen Yu's eyes were scattered, and the past flickered in front of his eyes, and he seemed to see that he and Fu Chengque were strolling in the flower bed last year, and saw Xiao Qingmei's face in the moonlight. This year is different.

The red leaves under the rain spread out the shame of the face. Yesterday's moonlight could no longer cover the delicate love thoughts between the two like a rain line.

Wen Yu suddenly became happy, looked down at the dishes again, and suddenly felt that the reason for "booming" was not good at all-

This girl with worrying cooking skills, his little green plum group has been going around all day, picking up five home-cooked dishes, but it really condenses her heart.

After a while, Fu Chengque raised his eyes and asked, "Xiao Yu, taste it?" ”

Try!

A must try!

Wen Yu nodded heavily and said, "Let me taste the craftsmanship of the Emperor Qiao!" ”

Raise your hand high, draw an exaggerated circle, and plunge towards a piece of braised pork, and the bowl will be lowered in front of you.

This braised pork is pure sauce color, the surface is oily, the meat is also fat and thin, where the chopsticks are rooted, the oil and water ooze slightly, and there is a strong fragrance into the nose.

"Eaten?" Wen Yu lifted his chopsticks.

"Eat!" Fu Orange Finch leaned closer for a few minutes, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

No longer grinding, Wen Yu stuffed it directly into his mouth under the expectant gaze of the girl opposite - in an instant, the taste buds beat happily! This piece of meat is soft and rotten, fat but not greasy, thin and not firewood, the sauce is slightly salty with a slight spicy taste, which neutralizes the greasy and crooked oil and water, a few bites of chewing are completely soft and rotten, take a mouthful, if it seems to be frozen down the throat into the abdomen, the lips and teeth still have residual meat fragrance.

Immediately, Wen Yu slapped the table angrily, startling Fu Chengque.

"What's wrong!? Bad?! ”

"Delicious!" Wen Yu laughed, "It's so delicious, it's fragrant!" ”

Fu Orange Sparrow's face suddenly changed from fright to joy.

"Oops...... I'll just do whatever I want......"

Wen Yu took a look, and forked the chopsticks again, "No, no, I like this too much!" I feel that Qiao'er West Point is unparalleled in the world, not now, this braised pork is clearly the best! ”

"If you like it, if you like it...... I'll clip it to you. ”

Chopsticks reach from one end to the other.

"Qiao'er, you're so nice."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"A braised pork with crickets can see that the emperor has good intentions for me, and his love is deep, and the old minister is greatly moved, so it is better to ......"

The girl was stunned when she ate the vegetables, "Why don't you do it?" ”

The young man's words changed, and his words were suddenly earnest: "It's better to sleep with the old minister tonight......"

“……”

……

Wen Yu's eighteenth birthday was about the hardest and busiest day in the past 18 years.

I wake up in the morning without touching the ground with my feet and my hands.

There was no particular reason, she just wanted to try to make Wen Yu the happiest person on this day.

At the end of dinner, she also strongly refused Wen Yu's offer to help clean up, and packed up everything by herself-

The birthday star should be happy to the end.

The empress's truth will be written into the law in the future.

She wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen again, and it was past 23 and it was late at night.

The rain was not audible outside the window, but the wind was still there, just not as cold as it had been two hours before. In the living room, the record player was moved by Xiao Yu himself to the corner of the sliding window, and he leaned on the armrest on the side of the sofa, with a cushion on his back, facing the outside. When the song was playing, his feet were still beating little by little - this little boyfriend who was not full of five tones kept making mistakes.

But he seemed to be very comfortable.

Fu Chengque walked over, his head poking into Wen Yu's field of vision.

"Comfortable?"

Wen Yu glanced up and saw his little girlfriend's gentle smile, his body became more and more paralyzed, and the whole person was soft on the sofa, "Comfortable and comfortable, the fairy is not as good as me." ”

"Poof."

Fu Orange chuckled and sat down on the edge of the couch.

Wen Yu moved in, and put one hand on the girl's waist, not making any other movements, just holding it.

Fu Chengque tilted his head to look, only to feel that the feeling of "I'm so comfortable" on Wen Yu's body spread along the air.

"Xiao Yu."

"Huh?"

"Are you happy?"

"I'm so happy!"

"Happy?"

Counting back eighteen years, Wen Yu has never had a second girl other than his mother seriously cook a meal for him and carefully make a cake. Not to mention that this girl is still his girlfriend, and she doesn't hide her liking for him.

He's happy! He's happy! Without a hint of compromise –

Even if he just lay here and did nothing, his mind was dancing peacefully, and the candle flame burned into a bonfire in the depths of his heart, and the noise did not stop.

This happiness has made waves in the lives of the two lives before and after.

Wen Yu sat up straight, hugged the girl's body, hugged her from behind, and whispered: "I'm really happy, thank you Qiao'er!" ”

Wen Yu said it again.

Fu Orange Finch wrinkled its nose at him.

The subtle movements, but her heart welled up with joy, she looked down at her slippers, inexplicably, and gently beat to the music.

Once, twice, click.

The two listened to the song and didn't speak for a while, as if they didn't need to speak.

After being quiet for a while, Fu Chengque suddenly turned his face to look at Wen Yu, "I still have a record with a song in it, I want to listen to it for you." ”

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Yu to answer, she quickly went back to the bedroom to get a new black record, put it on, adjusted it slightly, and the song had changed.

As soon as the prelude sounded, Wen Yu suddenly suddenly -

It is Dong Chou's "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

It's just that why does the little girlfriend want to listen to this song to him?

Fu Chengque, fiddling with the record player, ran back, climbed onto the sofa, and sat down next to Wen Yu.

Her eyes sparkled.

"Listen." She said.

Wen Yu listened intently.

The song is singing: "Lanting Linti, the book is like flowing water......"

The song is singing: "The afterglow of the sunset, like your shyness is like drunk......"

The song is still singing:

"It's not about Fengyue, I'm waiting for you to reply. The hanging pen is a must, and the waves on the shore are thousands of stacks. What is the meaning of love words, how to put pen is not right......"

Wen Yu's eyes were puzzled, he looked at Xiao Qingmei, and Xiao Qingmei also looked at him.

The girl inhaled softly, and a song came out of her crisp voice, and the song was very close:

"And I am the only one who lacks the understanding of your life."

After singing the words, Fu Orange Bird said softly:

"Xiao Yu, again, happy eighteenth birthday! I accompanied you last year and this year, and I will accompany you in the future, if I can, I will accompany you in the days to come. ”

Wen Yu stared at her, his heartstrings trembling slightly.

She smiled: "It's just that it's a little regrettable, I don't know you well in the past few years." I'm sorry. ”

The song was still singing, but the rain seemed to have stopped.

(End of chapter)