Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

"Think it's too noisy inside?" Yan Ming trotted to his side.

Lu Ziju: "No, I'm too full to eat, so go out for a walk."

Yan Ming: "Then I'll walk with you."

"It's the first time I saw someone making so many hot pots at home. It's an eye-opener." Lu Ziju admired Yan Ming very much.

Yan Ming smiled: "Anyway, my family loves hot pot. By the way, I haven't seen the gift you gave me yet."

Lu Ziju felt embarrassed when he mentioned the gift, rubbed his nose and said, "I put it on the tea table for you, you can open it at night."

Yan Ming entered the room, took out the bag of presents, walked up to Lu Ziju, and shook it: "Is this it?"

Lu Ziju: "..."

Yan Ming looked at him sincerely, with cautious eyes: "Can I open it now?"

Can Lu Ziju still say no?

"Look, it's just a very common thing." Lu Ziju sighed.

Even though Yan Ming already knew what gift he was giving, when he saw the scarf with his own eyes and touched the soft touch, he couldn't help being extremely moved.It's the kind of indescribable feeling, but the emotion that rushes into your heart at once, you can't wait to drag the person in front of you into your arms to show your surging love.The scarf was light and soft, with clear texture. Yan Ming touched it lightly, thinking that each stitch and thread was woven by Lu Ziju himself, and felt more and more affectionate, and he was so moved that he was about to cry.

"You...do you still like it?" Lu Ziju asked nervously.

"I like it!" Yan Ming was much more excited than Lu Ziju imagined, "You made this! It's too precious...I like it so much..."

Lu Ziju: "How do you know I made it?"

Yan Ming: "..."

It's over, Lu Ziju told Han Shan that he knits scarves, but now he is Yan Ming, not Han Shan!

Yan Ming: "This scarf is full of your breath, I think you must have woven it."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Ziju: "Was it Li Zhizhi or Chen Rui who told you?"

Yan Ming put his arms around his shoulders, without blushing and heart beating, he dragged them into being the blame man, without any sense of guilt: "They didn't mean it, they almost slipped their mouths."

Lu Ziju murmured softly, "I want to surprise you."

Yan Ming looked sideways at his profile, throbbed for a while, and said in a soft voice: "You are just pleasantly surprised."

Lu Ziju raised his head: "Huh?"

Yan Ming changed the subject: "How do I wear this scarf? Please put it on for me."

"You don't know how to bring it?" Lu Ziju asked.

Yan Ming: "I have never worn this style before."

Lu Ziju was shocked: "But this is the worst street style."

Yan Ming: "You help me carry it."

Lu Ziju had no choice but to help him carry it.

"Nod your head down." Lu Ziju wrapped the scarf around Yan Ming's neck indiscriminately, tied it in a simple and rough way, and looked at Yan Ming's face, no matter how he wore it, he looked good.

"Ok?"

Lu Ziju looked again, ready to withdraw his hand: "Okay."

Yan Ming held the hand he was about to take back, the palm was very warm.

Lu Ziju was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Ming's overly quiet eyes that were different from usual.

Yan Ming's lips were slightly parted, and his expression was too serious: "I like this gift very much, Lu Ziju."

Lu Ziju's hand was still held by him, and he couldn't pull it back even if he wanted to, so he could only stare at Yan Ming in a daze.

Too ambiguous, this distance is too ambiguous.

In Yan Ming's eyes, Lu Ziju's bewildered expression was so cute.He laughed, and touched Lu Ziju's face with his other hand.

Yan Ming's heart was beating fast, he stabilized his voice, and said as calmly as possible: "I—"

Lu Ziju: "Can you let go of my hand first?"

Yan Ming shook his head: "No."

Lu Ziju: "What do you want to say?"

Yan Ming: "I—"

"Yan Ming!" Sun Chang, a high school classmate, came out and called him, "Brother Liang will love you even if you die, and I'm just waiting for you to sing!"

What Yan Ming wanted to say was wasted when he yelled it out, and the ambiguous atmosphere that he worked so hard to create suddenly disappeared.

"Tell him I won't sing!" Yan Ming roared back, suppressing his anger.

"understood!"

Yan Ming was so angry that tears almost flowed down his face.

Lu Ziju patted him: "Go back to the house, it's so cold."

Yan Ming was a little anxious: "Do you know what I was going to say just now?"

Lu Ziju shook his head: "Then tell me."

Yan Ming: "..."

Yan Ming was embarrassed, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't utter a word: "Forget it, let's go into the room and talk about it later."

Back at Yan Ming's house, the first thing Yan Ming wanted to do was chop Sun Chang up: "What the hell did you call that time?!"

"wtf?" Sun Chang spread his hands, "When we go out to sing K in high school, don't you have to sing a song that you will love even if you die?"

Yan Ming: "I'm going to throw up when I hear the title of this song again."

Sun Chang: "What's the matter with you, Yan Ming, is something wrong?"

Yan Ming's face was gloomy: "You shouted out all the good things with one word."

Sun Chang glanced at Lu Ziju, "Who is that? Your rival in love?"

"Love your sister." Yan Ming sighed irritably, "Lover is more or less the same."

Sun Chang: "..."

The rest is about the same, Yan Ming said, let's cut the cake.

Before eating cake on birthdays, there is a ceremony of lighting candles and singing birthday songs, not to mention that today is Yan Ming's birthday.Eighteen candles were inserted on the cake, and Old Man Yan Ming put on a birthday hat and stood in front of the cake to make a wish.

A group of people gathered around, clapping their hands and singing birthday song to Yan Ming.

This is Yan Ming's birthday, like a watershed, in addition to being an adult and a minor, it also symbolizes a kind of freedom and responsibility.Freedom from parental control comes with responsibility for what you do.Yan Ming was very happy that he unexpectedly met someone he liked so much here.

very happy.

Lu Ziju looked at Yan Ming who had his eyes closed under the candlelight, with a scarf he woven around his neck, and a smile on his lips. Influenced by the environment, he followed him very happily.

The lights were all turned off, only the lights of eighteen candles were flickering, Yan Ming closed his eyes with his hands closed, made a wish, and bent down to blow out the candles.

"Wow!" Everyone clapped their hands and turned on the light.

As the birthday star, Yan Ming was the first to cut the cake, so he used too much strength and almost cut the cake down. The beautiful cake was smashed into pieces by him, crooked like a half-fallen hill.

Not long after the hot pot was finished, everyone was not very hungry, so everyone shared a small piece of cake to try something new.

I don't know who put a handful of cream on someone's face first, and then who cursed you, and finally evolved into "I saw you and I was going to put cream on your face".

Even Lu Ziju, who had a low sense of presence, was not spared. Zheng Zhe, who was pounced on like a tiger like a wolf, smeared two creams.

After being silent for two seconds, Lu Ziju began to fight back.

After all, Lu Ziju is a jerk who makes enemies frightened. He is a violent creature who wants to kill enemies even if he climbs the tower when playing Mulan. Layer the cream.

"Fuck!" Zheng Zhe yelled, "Lord Lu, spare me!"

Just as Lu Ziju wanted to continue bullying Zheng Zhe, he was suddenly pulled and fell onto the sofa.

Yan Ming held him down for a "sofa thump", dipped his hands in cream, and wrote and drew on Lu Ziju's face, which made Lu Ziju's face very itchy.

Lu Ziju wanted to move: "Are you ready?!"

Yan Ming: "Wait, the painting is almost finished."

Lu Ziju pushed Yan Ming away and took a picture in front of the mirror, he was speechless.

Yan Ming was so childish that he drew an oversized pig's head on his face, with a heart on the side.

"Yan! Ming!" Lu Ziju came out of the bathroom with a murderous look.

As the birthday star C, Yan Ming must be the one who was hit the hardest this time in the cream fight, taking 80% of the damage, and his face will soon be painted into a mask.

Lu Ziju laughed stupidly.

In the end, I didn't eat much cake, but the cream was all over the place. It was a hard work for Yan Ming's nanny.

Zhou Yu, Zheng Zhe, Wei Zhiwen, and the others were not locals, and if they returned to the dormitory late, they might not have a bus, so they greeted Yan Mingshouxing and resigned first.

Lu Ziju wondered if he should go too, fearing that it would be too late to go back to grandma and worry.

Yan Ming looked at him: "Aren't you going back to your own home?"

"correct."

Yan Ming: "Then why did you go back so early?"

Lu Ziju: "...Do you think your house is very close to mine?"

"Don't worry, let's play again." Yan Ming pulled him, "There are still so many cakes left."

Lu Ziju didn't know anyone well, so he felt a little uncomfortable staying here.

"No more." Lu Ziju felt that it was really late, "I can't eat anymore."

Yan Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I'll take you out, the road is quite winding."

Lu Ziju waved his hand: "No, I can go by myself. Your friends are still at home, so you should accompany them."

"They can play by themselves, it's okay, they're all so familiar, I just tell them." Yan Ming turned to them and said, "I'll give it to my classmates, you guys play first!"

The street lights in the neighborhood were very bright, soothing light music was playing, and there were few people. Yan Ming led Lu Ziju to walk slowly.

Tonight, the evil wind was raging, and it was able to get in through the trousers of people's clothes. Yan Ming buried half of his face in the scarf Lu Ziju gave him. It must be a psychological hint, and he felt surprisingly warm.

When they arrived at the gate of the community, Lu Ziju told Yan Ming to go back: "I know how to get out, you can go back."

Yan Ming looked at him reluctantly: "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Just as Lu Ziju was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly remembered something, "Yan Ming! Didn't you say you wanted to say something to me earlier?"

Yan Ming's expression froze, but only for half a second, he smiled again: "Go back and check your phone, I'll tell you on the phone."

Lu Ziju: "Huh?"

Yan Ming said goodbye to him with a smile: "Goodbye."

Lu Ziju left in a daze, vaguely feeling that Yan Ming wanted to tell him something very serious.

The station is very close to the entrance of the community, the bus will arrive soon, the last bus is coming, there are not many people, so Lu Ziju found a seat by the window and sat down, took out his phone to watch.

Not long after playing, a notification about the start of the broadcast from the Nuomi APP popped up on the taskbar, saying that the anchor you follow, Kuko Meichuan, has started the live broadcast, hurry up and grab the front row!

Lu Ziju opened his eyes and took a few glances. Although there was a lot of traffic at the beginning of the month, it should not be too wasteful.

Kuko Meichuan was alone in the solo queue, and after forming a team for a long time, the barrage asked why she didn't pull Hanshan.

Kuko Meichuan said: "Hanshan's birthday is today, so I don't have time to play games."

Han Shan's birthday is today too?

Lu Ziju was stunned suddenly.

At this moment, the WeChat message box popped up, it was from Han Shan, and there were only two sentences.

"Actually, that's what I wanted to tell you just now."

"I like you."