"I've made breakfast for you. Please bear with me if it's not delicious. After all, I haven't cooked for a long time."
Jiang Beiyuan read the words above for a while, reading each word several times, then sighed inaudibly, leaned against the bed, and rubbed the pillow she had pillowed on last night.
The last memory I have about last night is that she hugged him and said obediently in his ear:
"Brother Jiang Ting, happy birthday!"
He felt happy.
The last moment on December 24th:
He received the most beautiful birthday wishes.
…
Jiang Beiyuan walked from the bedroom to the dining room and was stunned for a moment.
The two plates on the dining table were empty, and the culprit Yuli still had a little ketchup on the corner of his mouth.
From a high position, Jiang Beiyuan stared at Yu Li on the ground.
Yu Li raised his head and looked at him innocently. Hei Doudou's eyes were as blank as a baby's, except for the ketchup at the corner of his mouth, which was very eye-catching.
A cold light suddenly appeared in the depths of Jiang Beiyuan's eyes: "I really want to kill you."
Although this dog is quite well-behaved, does not make noises, shouts, or bites, and has been silently accompanying him for the past two days, and even took a lot of blame for him on weekdays, it still cannot change his desire to kill it at the moment. impulse!
“…”
Yu Li seemed to understand this sentence, so he whimpered twice and ran away.
Jiang Beiyuan was so angry that he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
I heard a faint "drip" sound, and then I noticed the cake in the oven.
The crooked round cake has several layers of chocolate and cream messily lying on it. It looks like it was made by yourself.
There are a few words written in red jam in the middle -
"Happy birthday, Teacher Jiang!"
The anger in Jiang Beiyuan's heart suddenly disappeared.
He sat down, took a knife and fork to cut the cake, and ate it one bite at a time.
His eating movements were slow and elegant, and his movements were all well-educated. The air was very quiet, and the rising golden sunlight fell in and shone on his eyebrows, spreading a rare layer of softness.
Seeing Jiang Beiyuan eating, Xiao Yuli walked over again, crawled at his feet, and stared at the cream cake on the table.
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at it and snorted, "Do you still have the nerve to eat the cake made by your mother?"
Yuli whimpered twice, feeling very aggrieved.
Jiangbeiyuan ignored it and continued eating the cake.
It was rare that he was in a good mood today, so he reluctantly gave Yuli a "!" to let him eat.
The rest of the words "Happy Birthday, Teacher Jiang" were all eaten by him without saying a word.
This was the most filling breakfast he had ever had.
…
Yan Nian returned to Ding Baoyi's home.
When she arrived at the entrance, she took off her coat and the scarf around her neck. Her long, white neck had a graceful arc, and a small amount of hair fell down, barely falling on the back of her neck.
Ding Baoyi had the day off today, so she had nothing to do. She sat on the sofa, ate melon seeds, and stared at Yan Nian's neck.
"Hey, when you went back last night, your husband, being such a shrewd man, didn't notice the needle holes in your body?"
"I turned off the lights."
Yan Nian explained in a calm voice.
"I soaked in the bathtub when I took a shower, and he didn't see me."
"All right… "
Ding Baoyi said no more.
Yan Nian stayed at her house these days, and went to Qiao Zhen for treatment during the day. She wanted to take care of her body. Qiao Zhen said that Yan Nian's situation was special and she needed to be relieved first, so she asked her to take herbal medicine and perform acupuncture on her arms and legs. More than 20 needles were inserted into my legs and navel every day.
(End of chapter)