The thin candle burned quickly, and when the song was finished, it was half burned. Fu Chengque saw her parents and Xiao Yu looking at her, and urged her to make a big wish quickly.

If the gods were able to hear everyone's wishes, they would have given preference to those who were similar to them.

For example, bless the safety of your family and hope that there will be no illness or disaster.

Fu Chengque felt this in her heart, after all, the gods must be very busy—she hasn't become a god yet, and she's so busy that she wants to die: she wants to live and fall in love—in that case, when you go to realize your wishes, you can properly choose those unified wishes, and with a stroke of the pen, or with a single stroke of your thoughts, you can brush up on hundreds of achievements, how easy.

So today's wish, she wants to be simpler.

Put your hands together, close your eyes, and many thoughts will come flooding back, and good greed will always be at its strongest at this moment.

No matter.

This is her eighteen-year-old, and it should be the most precious wish, and she doesn't have a few more to say—

"Then make a wish. Bless you all with peace and security, grandma...... Be happy."

"Then make a wish. Bless everyone's health and health, and Xiao Yu should be healthy."

"Then make a wish. I still hope that I—can become an empress."

Unpretentious, nothing more than three, future colleagues, no problem, right?

Besides, unlike other families, people are praying, and she is borrowing favors, so she has a few more chances to achieve it than mortals, right?

Hey.

The girl couldn't hide the smugness in her heart, and when she opened her eyes, she looked at the expectant faces of the two families, and smiled.

Seeing her daughter put down her hand, Fu's mother urged with a smile: "Okay? Blow out the candles!"

Fu Chengfang leaned over and pressed his hair, puffed up his cheeks and blew it, and the eighteen candles were extinguished in twos and threes, and they were all lit up after a while.

Wen Yu turned the light back on, ran back to his seat, and shouted:

"The birthday boy will share the cake!"

One side of the cake is cut to each person, and there is still a small half left, and the sweet ones are really too much to eat and put back in the refrigerator, and the mothers have worked hard to pick up the table full of good dishes is the second protagonist today. Fu's mother beckoned, "Eat, don't keep too much", everyone raised their glasses and chopsticks, staggered, and the cups knocked out a room of laughter.

The old fathers looked at the clear non-bubbling transparent sprite in the cup and snickered at each other.

The smell of sauce has already circled the table, and the mothers rolled their eyes, too lazy to pay attention, turned their eyes, and ate vegetables for the birthday star Qiao'er together.

Fu Chengque's enjoyment of happiness began to dance to his mothers about the university, Nanduo is good, how big is Chamei Lake, the dormitory building is bad, I don't believe you asked Xiao Yu that his dormitory is not good, Xiao Yu said, "Yes, yes, yes, that's it", and the scenery outside the school is good, there is a fried chicken on Xinghua Street that sells rice cakes is delicious, and I will take you back to eat!

Moms smiled and agreed.

Sprite made two rounds, and the bones were piled up fist-high.

The topic spread from the lives of Fu Chengque and Wen Yu, and gradually became long.

The atmosphere is harmonious, and the trend leads to some heart-to-heart family words:

"Qiao'er, it's a big girl in a blink of an eye, beautiful and tall, but it's with your mother." Mother Wen sighed, "I still think you're small, not big, circling around your feet, wanting to eat and drink."

Dad Wen interjected slightly drunk, "It's cute and coquettish, and I'm going to eat it when I roll on the ground."

Fu Chengque pinched the chicken leg with his left hand, and went to the pot wrapped meat with his right hand, his eyes purred and he smiled.

Mother Fu couldn't help but say, "When can she forget to give herself food and drink?" When I was a child, I loved to rob Xiao Yu."

Wen's mother took a bite of food, didn't eat it, looked at her son and then looked at the daughter next door, and said with a smile, "The relationship is good."

"Well, it's not so domineering." Fu's mother suddenly ignored the rules of the birthday star, and glared at Fu Chengque, who was eating chicken legs, "The soda we bought together, the bottles are all the same, and she is going to grab Xiao Yu before she finishes drinking, Xiao Yu is drinking in her mouth, she even has to grab what is in people's mouths, how can there be such a thing!"

It's an unheard of story!

Fu Chengque, frightened, stopped putting away his chopsticks, blushing all over his face, and said "Mom!" Shouting tremblingly.

Wen Yu also raised his head, tightened his ears, and looked left and right.

Dad Wen, who was watching the play, didn't know about this, and asked with a smile, "Did you grab it?"

Fu Ma said angrily: "Who knows if I grabbed it, I gnawed Xiao Yu's mouth, and when I saw Xiao Yu drink it, I slapped it with my backhand."

Wen Yu was stunned when he heard this, he stared at his little girlfriend with wide eyes, "Wow", and said angrily, "There is such a thing, Fu Chengque, you snatched my first kiss and beat me!"

Fu Orange Finch almost fainted when he heard this.

Instead, Wen's mother laughed, slapped her son on the top of the head, and pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "What are you talking about, how old are you then, what is the count of children playing."

Fu Cheng blushed and shouted, "Mom, why don't I remember this!"

"You just remember to eat and drink."

"I don't remember drinking soda!"

When Fu's mother heard this, she glanced at her and said, "You beat Xiao Yu to cry, and they quarreled, and it was about Xiao Yu's birthday at that time, don't you remember when you folded the little star and wrote a small note to send him to reconcile?"

Fu Chengque frowned and shook his head repeatedly.

Wen Yu remembered the "tips" in his room, he only remembered that Fu Chengque gave him on his birthday a long time ago, but he forgot about the previous things.

Interesting.

It's so much fun!

The topic went down, the two children became the protagonists, the mothers shared the interesting stories of bringing babies in previous years, and the fathers secretly clinked glasses at the beginning and listened by the way, and they didn't hide it later, and the wine glasses jingled.

Fu Chengque listened and listened, but calmed down.

Anyway, it's all a childhood mess, let's talk about it!

She went to look at Wen Yu, who also looked at her, and the two were silent for a long time, and laughed at the same time.

……

The night is getting darker.

When there are many people talking again, the room will be warm.

There was a lot more mess on the table, and the parents were still chatting, and the topic didn't know where to go.

Fu Orange Finch watched and listened silently.

The one named Sakamoto, who is nominally the Wen family, is actually the Fu family's cat and ran to her and Wen Yu's feet. Wen Yu took the meat to feed the cat, smiling warmly, the girl glanced at it, and was a little reluctant to withdraw her gaze.

This boy is her bamboo horse, the two of them have a very good story, and in the future, there will be more.

They will continue to fall in love in college, continue to travel, find ways to make more money together, buy a small house, and have a cat named Sakamoto......

They may quarrel, it doesn't matter if they quarrel, just send Xiaoxing an apology, they used to fight a lot......

In the depths of love, I will kiss and hug......

Will you get married? I don't know, she wants to be a little nervous and scared.

Think far.

What if there was no story?

No, it won't.

As long as she is brave and firm, such as the one who was close, such as the original confession, then there will definitely be!

It's the same now, as long as she stands up and talks about falling in love with Xiao Yu, with Xiao Yu's appearance in her parents' hearts, her parents will definitely like him - the two of them don't seem to have discussed who will stand up and talk about their love.

Well, she just needs to stand up!

The chair moved closer to the little bamboo horse, and the girl took a deep breath, thinking that she was about to stand up, but in the next second, a pair of hands grabbed her and pushed her back to the chair.

Tilting her head to look, she saw Wen Yu's smiling face and heard his soft words:

"I'll do it."

"I ......"

"I'll come."

「…… Hmm."

(End of chapter)