Pei Qing spent more than ten minutes charging his "phone bill", but was kicked offline by Dou Sheng before he had used up half of it, and the live broadcast ended in chaos.
After taking a shower, Xie Lan wanted to check with Dou Sheng about what to prepare for tomorrow's test. Just as he walked to the door of Dou Sheng's room, he heard Zhao Wenying's voice coming from the half-open door.
Zhao Wenying's tone was somewhat embarrassed, "This time it is indeed an urgent matter. I have already booked a hotel for tomorrow... You won't blame mom, will you?"
Dou Sheng yawned, "What's so strange about that? Just give enough gifts."
"Really?" Zhao Wenying's voice was uncertain. "That's all you said. You got angry when I didn't come back for your birthday two years ago."
Dou Sheng laughed twice, "That was the year before last, just transfer the money this year."
Zhao Wenying immediately said, "That won't work. What's the point of just giving money? Well, I'll let you choose the gift slowly, or you can think of something you like and give me a hint."
"Then let me think about it." Dou Sheng sighed and paused the game. "Just go on your business trip. I'm an adult now, I don't care about celebrating my birthday."
Xie Lan silently turned back to the room and clicked on the "Doudou is gone" group -
"It's over. Dou Sheng and Aunt Zhao said he doesn't care about birthdays."
After a while, several messages popped up in the group.
-Cherry: You listen to him fart
-Latte: That's not true... don't ask us how we know
-Cherry: The past is too painful to look back on
-Herring: The past... hehe
-Dog Wangwang: Is Xie Lan ready
Xie Lan replied with a "hmm" and then said, "I'm a little nervous."
-Dog Wangwang: Haha, why are you so nervous
- Latte: Just keep it a secret from him and hide the gift. Don't be nervous.
-Cherry: That’s right, what’s there to be nervous about
-Herring: Are you preparing some big gift behind our backs
Yu Fei's words ended the conversation. The group suddenly became quiet and no one knew what they were busy with.
Xie Lan closed the door tightly, took out the gift box hidden at the bottom of the closet, and held it in his arms.
He replied in a few words: "No, just a cat insurance policy, nothing extra."
After this sentence, the group came back to life.
The topic seemed to be changed naturally, and no one followed suit except Yu Fei who said "oh".
-Cherry: I just went to look for my admission ticket. What else do I need to bring tomorrow
-Latte: Pencils, ballpoint pens, that's all
-Dog Wangwang: Toilet paper will be given out, you can bring an eraser
Xie Lan closed the group, took a deep breath, and hid the box back in the closet.
He has an exam tomorrow morning, and he doesn't feel like doing the questions right now. He packed up his things for a while, and then listened to the three demo clips that Aze had posted on Weibo before.
In fact, when he just listened to it casually at the beginning, he liked song b more. After he read the plot outline of "Strings", he thought that if it was to be the theme song of "Strings", song a would be more suitable.
For the sake of the small TV spaceship, Xie Lan simply sorted out his thoughts and sent them to Pei Qing.
Pei Qing sent a reply just before going to bed.
- Pei Qing: I agree with you. I have basically decided to use A. I just need to convince the team.
- Pei Qing: Their opinions are not important, let’s just make the decision.
-Pei Qing: But what bothers me is that the triple beat of a does sound classical. Do you think it would be better if we change the main instrument of this section from piano to violin
- Pei Qing: Let me record it for you
- Pei Qing: a demo_2.mp3
Xie Lan yawned at the screen, neither listening nor replying.
He had just stuffed his phone back under his pillow when it started vibrating again.
-Pei Qing: Where are the people
- Pei Qing: My phone credit won’t run out so quickly, right
Xie Lan couldn't stand it anymore: There's an exam tomorrow.
-Pei Qing: Oh.
-Pei Qing: Come on then.
This guy is fucking outrageous.
Xie Lan quit WeChat in disgust and simply turned on the do not disturb mode. Just before locking the screen, she suddenly saw another little red 1 on WeChat.
This time it wasn’t Pei Qing, but a voice message from Aunt Zhao.
He immediately clicked play.
Zhao Wenying's voice was very low, and along with it was the sound of the suitcase wheels rolling on the concrete floor. It sounded like a garage and there was an echo.
"Lanlan, do your best in the test tomorrow, and don't be nervous. Competition is our first choice. If this doesn't work, there is still independent enrollment. If that doesn't work, there is still the college entrance examination. You will be fine. Aunt Zhao wishes you success." Zhao Wenying's footsteps were hurried. Her high heels seemed to hit the suitcase all of a sudden, making some noise. She hissed and then said, "I just turned off the lights in your two rooms and didn't knock on the door. I have prepared breakfast for tomorrow, with millet porridge and buns. The buns are barbecued pork buns, the sweet kind you like. Let Xiao Ma heat them up for you in the morning. Don't eat noodles for breakfast on the test day. If it's not clean, you're done. Oh, and don't drink too much milk, coffee, or anything like that. It's easy to go to the toilet..."
It was a long voice message, with some hiccups along the way, it was over forty seconds long.
Xie Lan didn't know what was going on, and he lost his concentration after hearing the last part, so he listened to it again from the beginning.
Zhao Wenying's voice was low, gentle, and chattering, which was different from usual.
Xie Lan had met many people who were usually kind to others, but easily became impatient and irritated when faced with problems. Zhao Wenying was the opposite, usually noisy, but would become gentle when serious or anxious.
He held the phone in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking about. His eyes fell on the bookshelf, which was crowded with competition books and questions, but the top row of cells was empty, with only Xiao Langjing's notebooks that he brought back from England.
The room was dark and only the outlines of the notebooks could be seen.
It took a long time for Xie Lan to come back to his senses.
"I understand, don't worry, Aunt Zhao."
Zhao Wenying quickly responded with a swaying sunflower smiley face. Dou Sheng has complained about this emoji many times, saying it "revealed one's age," but Zhao Wenying still uses it.
In fact, Zhao Wenying and Xiao Langjing are a bit similar in this respect. Xiao Langjing looks younger than all the women of her age, and she still has a childlike heart. Most of the time, she is like a little girl who never grows up. When she quarrels with her son, she always needs her son to comfort her.
After she fell ill, when she held Xie Lan's hand and told her about the rest of her life, her eyes and eyebrows clearly revealed the essence of a mother - repeatedly telling her about those very old-fashioned lifestyles, nagging about illogical trivialities, with deep affection and nostalgia...
Xie Lan listened to Zhao Wenying's voice several times again, and her gentle tone when she whispered to Dou Sheng tonight inadvertently lingered in his mind.
Suddenly, an indescribable thought arose in my heart.
Xie Lan did not sleep soundly the night before the exam and woke up several times.
The next day when entering the examination room, Dou Sheng grabbed his arm and did not let him in immediately.
"Are you okay?" Dou Sheng looked a little worried. "I didn't sleep well last night. Will you feel sleepy later?"
Xie Lan looked at him for a while, then opened his mouth and yawned.
Dou Sheng: “…”
Dou Sheng and Che Ziming were in the same examination room, but Xie Lan separated himself. Fortunately, one of the invigilators in his examination room was Lao Ma, which made people feel more at ease.
Before rushing into the examination room, Dou Sheng patted Xie Lan on the arm and said, "Sleep well... No, bah, answer the questions well, don't sleep."
"Got it." Xie Lan sighed, waved to him, and walked into the examination room.
The questions in the first test are a bit confusing.
He took the test paper and flipped through it from front to back. He saw at a glance that several questions in the space section were packaged as short stories, and there was also a proof question with a stem that was estimated to be more than 400 words.
Lao Ma flipped through the example papers in front of the podium, then subconsciously turned towards him.
The horse's eyes are filled with sorrow.
Xie Lan smiled at him and lowered his head to write his name.
there is always a solution to a problem.
The first test lasted only 80 minutes, and there were only a few questions, 8 fill-in-the-blank questions and 3 answers. Xie Lan spent half of the time to finish the test, not checking the previous questions, but went through the two complicated questions several times, and tried to understand the questions from different angles to see if she had read them wrong.
He thought that reading the questions was too boring. With ten minutes left, he kept checking the test paper with his chin on it. He fell asleep without knowing when.
Lao Ma on the podium glanced at him unexpectedly and almost fainted on the spot.
After the exam papers were collected, footsteps gradually sounded in the corridor, and Dou Sheng appeared at the door as quickly as possible to greet someone.
Xie Lan yawned, picked up the schoolbag piled on the podium and walked back, but was stopped by Lao Ma.
Lao Ma was speechless, "What did you do last night? Did you know that you have an exam today?"
"Ah..." Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, "I just... can't sleep, there's no reason."
He couldn't explain it, it was different from when he first returned to China. At that time, he would have a lot of emotions when thinking of his mother, but now he was very calm. Perhaps it was this calmness that made him toss and turn even more.
Old Ma turned his head to glance at Dou Sheng who was wandering around the door, frowned slightly, and after a long while, he sighed and whispered: "Children of your age are always prone to fantasies. You must learn to control your emotions and don't be distracted by the people and things around you, understand?"
Xie Lan was at a loss for a moment. "Thoughts are like flying in the air? What does that mean? Thoughts are like flying in the air?"
"..." Lao Ma's face was numb, "Did you join He Xiu, the senior I recommended to you last time?"
"Yes." Xie Lan said immediately, "We've had a brief chat, but he seems to be quite busy."
Lao Ma sighed, "Let's find an opportunity to have a good communication."
Xie Lan opened his mouth and said, "Oh."
The corridor was full of people who had just finished their exams and were leaving. Che Ziming and the others gathered together to review the questions. Xie Lan yawned repeatedly and asked Dou Sheng casually, "How are you?"
"Not bad, the questions in the first test are quite normal." Dou Sheng said, "By the way, the last fill-in-the-blank question is half?"
Dai You turned around when he heard this and said, "I am also one-half, where is Xie Lan?"
Xie Lan recalled for a moment, "… I forgot. I fell asleep later."
He didn't check the previous questions and felt they were very simple when he was doing them. In addition, he took a nap at the end, so he didn't have any impression of them at all.
Dou Sheng's eyes were grim and forbearing.
Xie Lan felt hair on his back when he was stared at. He nodded quickly, "Oh, yes, I remember now. It's one-half."
"You're just lying." Dou Sheng said faintly, "You just didn't check it and completely forgot about it."
Xie Lan couldn't help laughing, and sighed again, "There's nothing to check in the first part, just do it, I focused on checking the big questions in the back."
Dou Sheng: "...Xie Lan, what are you thinking about not getting enough sleep before the exam?"
"Ah." Xie Lan looked at him in surprise, "You just didn't sleep well. What can I do?"
Dou Sheng curled his lips helplessly, as if he wanted to say something to him, but he held back his words and finally sighed, "Aren't you panicking?"
So panic.
The test questions were indeed much simpler than Xie Lan had expected. His mind was now completely focused on his boyfriend tomorrow... Oh no, his birthday was going to be at twelve o'clock tonight.
It was the first time in my life that I celebrated my boyfriend’s birthday. I had no experience, so I was quite nervous.
What would be Dou Sheng's reaction
What to do if you feel calm after receiving the gift.
What if you get too excited
To borrow the audience’s words, what Xie Lan felt at this moment was—Ahhhhh.
As he walked, he suddenly sighed, "I am indeed a little scared."
"Ah?" Dou Sheng immediately put away his complaining mood and quickly stroked his back, "Don't panic, don't panic. It's actually okay. You forgot to say that you are very confident in doing it. Don't think about it."
It's impossible to communicate on the same channel.
Xie Lan could only give him a perfunctory smile, the kind of smile with the corners of her mouth raised widely but her eyes as dead as water.
A few people had a bowl of rice noodles for lunch at the school gate, and then went home.
After the first test, there is still more than a week before the school starts, and I can finally enter the rest mode.
In the afternoon, Dou Sheng was organizing his filming equipment in the room. Xie Lan passed by several times and saw the floor was filled with lenses, cameras, and tripods. There were also all kinds of wires and batteries scattered around, making it a mess that made people's scalp numb.
Dou Sheng didn't bring up the birthday issue on his own initiative, but based on Che Ziming and the others' experience, he must have remembered it.
Just have to wait for your good friends to remember it themselves.
Xie Lan did not say anything. Dou Sheng packed up his equipment. Xie Lan was alone in the room, preparing for the surprise while discussing the selection of cakes with everyone in the "Dou Dou is gone" group. He was busy and exhausted.
During the period, Dou Sheng came to him to order takeaway milk tea, but he didn't pay much attention to him.
We kept waiting until ten o'clock in the evening, when Che Ziming sent us a picture of the finished cake. Everyone in the group breathed a sigh of relief and sent a wave of emojis expressing "mission accomplished".
Tuk, Tuk
Xie Lan put away his phone immediately and turned around just in time to see Dou Sheng pushing the door open.
We were so busy lying on the bed chatting in a group that we didn't turn on the lights. It was already dark the next day and the room was dim.
Dou Sheng turned on a light and asked curiously, "Are you eating?"
"Eat." Xie Lan stood up, "Let's go downstairs."
"..." Dou Sheng frowned, "It's not ordered yet. I asked you two hours ago if dinner could be replaced with a midnight snack, and you said it was ok."
Two hours ago
Xie Lan suddenly remembered this incident and quickly picked up his phone, only to find that the conversation from two hours ago had continued. Dou Sheng had just sent him a bunch of selling pictures.
He took a quick look and said, "Then let's go with Cantonese dim sum."
"Okay, I'll place the order." Dou Sheng checked the time. "I'll order from a store that delivers faster. I was delayed packing up just now."
Xie Lan was really hungry, but he could only endure it until after eleven o'clock when the food finally arrived. Dou Sheng went to get the food and went upstairs to call him.
The people in the group were planning the route to get here. Xie Lan put away his phone and said, "Oh, okay."
"What on earth are you doing?" Dou Sheng muttered, "You haven't left the house, and you're not paying attention when you talk. Are you checking Weibo?"
You absolutely cannot spam on Weibo. There is a topic on Weibo created by Doufans #HappyBirthdayTotallyHandsomeDou#, which is all over the homepage. If you spam it, you will be exposed.
Xie Lan then calmly replied as he walked towards the door: "I didn't check Weibo."
Dou Sheng followed and asked, "Bilibili?"
There must have been a flood of private messages on Bilibili reminding him of Dou Sheng’s birthday.
Xie Lan continued to shake his head wittily, "No, I haven't watched Bilibili since the show ended yesterday."
"… "
As Xie Lan walked down the stairs, he turned back and said to Dou Sheng, "I just talked to Pei Qing, and he finally decided to choose demo A. He will come to watch the small TV spaceship next time he broadcasts live."
"… "
Dou Sheng was very silent and didn't say "oh" until he reached the kitchen door.
Cantonese dim sum is Xie Lan's favorite. Dou Sheng ordered a lot of it, but he didn't eat much himself.
Xie Lan was considering the upcoming midnight snack and was eating very cautiously.
In order to avoid being asked questions by someone, he deliberately opened the chat box with Pei Qing and started to make small talk.
-Afternoon Grape Ice: Please send me the mp3 file from last time.
-Pei Qing: Have you finished the exam
- Pei Qing: Isn’t that file in the previous one? Don’t you see it
-Afternoon Grape Ice: Hmm.
- Pei Qing: ... You are sick.
Ever since they became boyfriends, Dou Sheng always sat on the same side as Xie Lan during meals, regardless of whether there were other people around or not.
He tore open a custard bun, put half of it into Xie Lan's bowl, and glanced at the screen casually.
It’s really Pei Qing.
After a while, Dou Sheng put down his chopsticks and said, "You go ahead and eat."
"Not really hungry." Xie Lan didn't even raise his head. "Eat, just leave me alone."
The kitchen was quiet for a while, and then Dou Sheng sighed softly, lowered his head and gulped down a few big mouthfuls of porridge.
Xie Lan was just forcing himself to talk to Pei Qing about some random things, when Doudou suddenly received new news in the group.
-Cherry: Damn, Douzi just asked me directly if I remembered his birthday.
- Latte: What's going on
-Herring: This is unlike him. We forgot about that time before, and he also didn’t ask until the next day.
-Cherry: I don’t know, I don’t feel very happy.
-Gouzi Wangwang: Is this straightforward
Xie Lan glanced at someone beside him who was looking down at his phone, and calmly replied in the group chat: "Send me the chat history."
Che Ziming quickly posted a picture.
-Bean: What are you doing
-Cherry: I'm teasing my grandma, what's wrong with that
-Bean: Oh.
-Bean: Today is my birthday, you know.
-Cherry: ... Shit...
-Cherry: Oh my god! Bro! I didn’t forget. We didn’t have time to make dinner plans today because of the competition. I bought you a gift, but it hasn’t arrived yet! Happy birthday in advance!
-Bean: …Okay, got it.
Xie Lan pursed her lips slightly to hold back her laughter, and replied to Che Ziming in the group: Your acting is incredible.
-Herring: Where is everybody
-Cherry: I’m on the bus. What about you guys
-Gouzi Wangwang: It takes me about fifteen minutes.
-Latte: I'll take ten minutes.
-Herring: I'm almost there too. Cherry, be careful not to ruin the cake.
Xie Lan put down her phone and suddenly heard Dou Sheng ask, "What are you so happy about?"
He stopped smiling for a second, "Huh?"
Dou Sheng walked towards him quietly, remaining silent.
"Ah, that." Xie Lan glanced at his phone. "Pei Qing accepted my suggestion and asked me to give him my Alipay account directly."
Dou Sheng was speechless, "Just for this?"
"Yeah." Xie Lan suppressed his panic and took the initiative, "Aren't you happy for me?"
Dou Sheng stared at him for a while, then pulled the corner of his mouth mercilessly, "Happy. Yeah~"
Xie Lan's head hurt from trying so hard to hold back his laughter. He lowered his head and snorted coldly, then opened Alipay in a dramatic way. "Hey, I haven't registered an Alipay account, how come I already have one?"
"It's my number." Dou Sheng said casually while breaking a custard bun, "I used your phone to log into my number before. Please let him give it to me, and then I'll transfer it to your card."
"Okay, then don't forget it." Xie Lan said, "I'll tell you how much it is later."
Dou Sheng: “…”
After dinner, the two put the leftovers into the refrigerator. Xie Lan simply cleaned up the restaurant and turned to go upstairs, but was stopped by Dou Sheng again.
Dou Sheng seemed a little unwilling to give up, "Well... how about we watch a movie at home tonight?"
"I don't want to watch a movie." Xie Lan's heart was like a stone. "I'm so tired after the exam. I just want to sleep."
Dou Sheng paused, "How about opening a bottle of wine to celebrate? I'll sleep soundly after drinking."
"No." Xie Lan turned and went upstairs, muttering casually, "Just drink some hot water."
Someone called him from behind: "Xie Lan."
"Hmm?" He turned around, "Anything else?"
Dou Sheng stood at the bottom of the stairs, a hint of hesitation and some hard-to-conceal disappointment flashed in his eyes.
After a long while, he finally raised his hand in a compromising manner, "There's no one at home. After the exam, won't your boyfriend come over to hug you?"
According to the original plan, I can't hug.
Perhaps someone’s silent grievance was magnified in the empty living room, and Xie Lan suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.
"Oh, hug me then." He walked downstairs in soft slippers and hugged Dou Sheng.
The moment their bodies touched, he felt Dou Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.
The tension he had been holding back for a whole day instantly relaxed when he felt his boyfriend's familiar body temperature.
Xie Lan couldn't help but go against her principles and hugged him for a while longer, and couldn't help but pinch Dou Sheng twice.
Dou Sheng suddenly said, "You did this on purpose."
"ah?"
Xie Lan's heart skipped a beat, but he still looked up at him in confusion, "What do you mean by intentional?"
Dou Sheng stared at him for a long moment, then raised his eyebrows in understanding.
He snorted, but also felt relieved, "I knew you definitely did it on purpose."
Xie Lan said nothing, his eyes passed Dou Sheng's cheek and glanced at the wall clock on the living room wall.
It was eleven thirty-eight, very close to the agreed time.
"You know it's my birthday." Dou Sheng was still reasoning, "We were just discussing it together, Pei Qing couldn't really give you money. You spent at least 100,000 yuan in the live broadcast room yesterday. How much can you get for a commercial OST these days? Your last lie was too clumsy."
"Hmm?" Xie Lan retracted his gaze and recalled what he had just said, "You want to give me some money? The previous offer for the chief composer was one million..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Sheng raised his hand and pinched his nose.
Xie Lan: “?”
My nose is pinched and I’m suffocating, but I don’t want to open my mouth to breathe, it’s embarrassing.
Dou Sheng snorted, "A boyfriend who lies continuously will be punished. Your offer of one million is a package price that includes the opening and ending credits, two interludes, and a portion of the performance recording. Did you think I forgot?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door lock suddenly made a sound.
"I'll go." Dou Sheng let go of her hand in a panic and turned to walk back. "Why did my mom come back so suddenly? Didn't we agree to..."
Before he could finish his words, the door was opened as soon as he reached it.
Che Ziming and the others swarmed in.
Dai You casually placed Xie Lan's keys on the table and shouted, "Happy birthday!"
"Oh!" Che Ming held up the huge cake box, "Happy birthday, Broken Bean!"
Dou Sheng was stunned for a moment, "You guys?"
"Ah. Who else would be willing to celebrate your birthday?" Che Ming squeezed past him, "Get out of the way!"
Dou Sheng subconsciously curled the corners of his lips, but quickly returned to his usual indifferent expression.
"I knew you were going to do this. Was the key given to you by Xie Lan?" He glanced back casually, "Hey, where's Xie Lan?"
Xie Lanfei ran back to the room and took out a huge box. The hard box stabbed his chest through the clothes, which was a bit painful, but it was also very solid, making his uncontrollably accelerated heartbeat even more obvious.
"Well." He looked into Dou Sheng's bright eyes, paused, and then said, "Happy birthday."
Happy birthday, boyfriend.
Although there are many people here, we cannot shout out these three words directly.
is happy birthday.
"I knew there would be." Dou Sheng smiled with his eyes curved. He took the box and then saw what everyone was holding.
"Oh, what else did you buy? This smells so bad... crayfish?"
"Bingo!" Wang Gou held up two large bags, "Crayfish, barbecue, beer, we haven't eaten for a few nights, just waiting to celebrate midnight with you!"
"Hurry up and find a bowl in the kitchen to put it in." Dou Sheng said, raising his foot and gently kicking Che Ziming's calf, "You're good, hurry up and free Gouzi's hands."
"You just know how to order me around." Che Ming rolled his eyes. "Then you go sit on the sofa and wait for us to open the presents together."
Dou Sheng hummed perfunctorily, then walked towards the sofa carrying the big box.
Everyone sat around the sofa, and Dai You unwrapped the cake. The cake was custom-made, with a light cheese cream surface with a soft milky yellow color. In the middle of the cake was a fondant bean the size of half a fist, and next to it was a layer of maple leaves, also made of fondant.
Dou Sheng immediately asked Xie Lan, "Did you design this?"
Xie Lan hummed. In front of so many good friends, he could only say lightly: "I simply described it to Che Ziming, and he went to the cake shop to make an appointment."
"The main credit goes to you," Dou Sheng said immediately, "Creativity is the most valuable."
"Bullshit!" Che Ming yelled in the kitchen, "You are such a hypocrite!"
"Hurry up and pack it up and bring it out." Dou Sheng urged, "Hurry up, I need to make a gift."
Che Ziming brought out the crayfish while mumbling something, and everyone gathered together. Dou Sheng checked the time.
It’s ten minutes to twelve, just the right time to open the presents.
He took a deep breath, "Is it the same as in previous years?"
"Same thing, just open it, don't care which one it is or who gave it to you." Che Ziming said.
Dou Sheng glanced at Xie Lan, and Xie Lan nodded.
So he took a deep breath and opened the lid of the big box.
"Then I'll start with the heavy stuff." He picked up the first box and smiled. "I know what it is just by weighing it. It's a lens, a T-brand A095, 28mm f2.8."
Yu Fei was stunned for a moment, "How did you know?"
"It's the latest model." Dou Sheng snorted and laughed, "It fits your principle of buying gifts in a simple and rough way."
He said as he unpacked the box, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It is."
Yu Fei sighed, "Don't tell me you already have one."
"I didn't, but I thought I did." Dou Sheng smiled, "Just right, thank you brother."
Che Ziming immediately slammed the table, "I told you not to guess who sent it! Are you interested?"
"Okay, okay, I won't guess." Dou Sheng said as he opened the gift below.
He has a whole truck full of microphones and lenses, so it's difficult to deliver different ones. It mainly depends on Xie Lan to help Dai You and Yu Fei investigate and ensure everything is safe.
The book "Teaching You How to Take a Good Photo of a Boyfriend/Girlfriend" simply confused Dou Sheng. He was silent for a long time before accepting it and expressed his gratitude and respect to everyone.
"This bag is pretty good." Dou Sheng picked up the canvas bag that Che Ming bought and said, "Lightness is king. I can carry it on location next time."
Everyone took the opportunity to discuss where to go for scenic photo shoots and an outing next time, and then the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Dou Sheng looked at the empty box and frowned, "Lens, microphone, shoulder bag, photo book... four things, for the five of you."
As he spoke, he subconsciously moved towards Xie Lan.
How smart! Xie Lan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he could actually guess that there was no gift for me.
"There's another gift." Xie Lan paused, took out his phone and handed it over, "Let me be frank, this is from me."
Dou Sheng's eyes lit up and he immediately took the phone, "What are you giving me?"
The screen just went black, he took a deep breath, and then turned on the screen.
The living room was quiet.
Wang Gou glanced at Dai You, who seemed calm and didn't say anything. Che Ziming seemed a little curious and anxious, looking around with a sly look.
Only Yu Fei took a crayfish, as if he had already accepted that this session was over and was ready to start the midnight snack mode.
The smile on Dou Sheng's face froze for a moment.
Then he hesitated and asked, "Pet health... insurance?"
Xie Lan immediately added in a low voice, "Ten years."
It's quite expensive, especially as a cover gift.
Dou Sheng: “…”
Yu Fei sucked on the crayfish shell, a drop of soup splashed out with a "tsk" sound, and said casually: "This is a very practical gift. You two can raise a cat together. If the cat gets sick in the future, there will be no need to argue about who will pay for the medical expenses. There is an insurance company."
Dou Sheng: “…That really makes sense.”
The only sound in the living room was Yu Fei sucking on the crayfish. Wang Gou quickly pinched the back of Dai You's hand and asked with his eyes: What is this? I thought Xie Lan would give her some small gifts as a boyfriend in private, but this is not the case?
Dai You glared at him calmly: How should I know
Wang Gou: What should we do? How can we save the situation
Dai You: I don’t know, I’m pretending to be dead.
Xie Lan sighed silently and told himself to relax.
He had expected Dou Sheng's silence, but he didn't know what was going on, and his friends seemed to be suddenly awkward as well.
So he had to pick up the candle and personally cue the process, "It's almost twelve o'clock."
"Yeah... Then let me light the candles." Dou Sheng said.
He was stiff for only about ten seconds, but soon adjusted himself back to normal and took the candle from Xie Lan.
Although he couldn't hide his surprise and a little disappointment at that moment, he still smiled at Xie Lan and said, "I like the gift very much. We will definitely keep Wutong very healthy."
As if she was afraid that Xie Lan would know her emotions, she secretly rubbed Xie Lan's legs twice.
Xie Lan pursed her lips and nodded, "As long as you like it."
As soon as the candles were inserted and lit, Che Mingfei rushed to the door and turned off the lights. In the dark room, only the candlelight illuminated the faces of several boys.
Everyone shouted in unison: "Happy Birthday!!"
Exactly, zero o'clock.
Midnight local time.
London time, 5pm.
Dou Sheng was about to close his eyes and make a wish when he suddenly felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrate.
He wanted to leave it alone, but the phone was indeed a bit uncomfortable against his leg, so he took it out and put it aside.
I glanced at it suddenly and accidentally saw the prompt on the screen.
—It’s been a long time since I received a push notification from YouTube.
The user you follow, "silentwaves", just uploaded a new video! Come and check it out!
Dou Sheng's fingers suddenly trembled, and he tapped the notification, and his face automatically unlocked the phone.
The video hadn't even started yet, but the cover was already clearly displayed before his eyes.
The snow-white wall casts the shadows of the sycamore trees swaying in the wind.
Xie Lan, the mysterious violin blogger silentwaves, who has been hiding behind a silhouette and did not even show his face on the day of clarifying his domestic identity, stepped in front of the camera for the first time under this account, appearing in person and standing in front of the wall scenery with swaying light and shadow.
He placed a brown violin under his neck, drew the bow and strummed the strings, his eyes lowered to the strings.
I wonder whose past the young man's gentle eyes and brows are paying tribute to.
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