301 birthday (3)
"Everything is the same. That day was November 20th, but Xiao Moye was the only one who came here at that time." Sister Lan recalled.
She still remembered that that day, when she knew that Xiao Moye was the person who was on the third floor, she was so excited. After all, "Jue" was already so popular at that time. Even with that, the name Xiao Moye was also used by countless people. Ordinary people know it.
Sister Lan originally prepared an autograph version, and when Xiao Moye came, she asked him for an autograph. Of course, it would be better to take a photo together.
But when Xiao Moye really stood in front of her, Sister Lan couldn't even say the most commonly spoken words of "Hello, welcome".
The man was too heavy and dark, and too cold and too strong, just like a sharp and unsheathed sword. If an outsider came closer, he would be seriously injured.
So, let alone the autographed photo, Sister Lan felt that she could still serve the dishes, and it was not bad if she didn't drop the plate on the floor.
At that time, Xiao Moye was sitting at one end of the table, and the other end was empty. No one was sitting, but there was a bowl of knives and forks. Xiao Moye didn't eat anything, just sat and looked at the other end of the table.
At that moment, Sister Lan even felt that the man sitting in the chair might not be Xiao Moye at all, because he felt so different from the screen. Not the difference in appearance, but the difference in temperament.
This man seemed to be dead, and there was a sense of lifelessness all over his body.
Then he lit the candles on the birthday cake and closed his eyes, as if making a wish. When he opened his eyes, she felt that the lifelessness in him seemed to disappear, and was replaced by a trembling attachment.
However, what Xiao Moye is obsessed with, to Sister Lan, is not known.
However, what Sister Lan didn’t expect was that, three years later, Xiao Moye actually wrapped up the entire third floor here again, with the same furnishings as three years ago. The only difference is that this time, there is an extra woman. .
She noticed sharply the same ring on the fingers of the two of them. Moreover, Xiao Moye now looked elegant and personable, completely different from the way it was three years ago.
Is it because of the woman next to him? Sister Lan guessed in her heart, and she couldn't help but look towards the ceiling...
On the dining table on the third floor, with candles lit on the birthday cake, Chu Huan enthusiastically sang a happy birthday song in Chinese, English, and once in his hometown dialect. The singing was so funny that people couldn't help but laugh.
When the birthday song was finished, Xiao Moye clasped his hands as if praying, closed his eyes, and began to make a wish. The flame of the candle illuminates his face, and his expression looks focused and religious.
He... seems to be making a wish very seriously!
Chu Huan was a little surprised. Generally speaking, men's birthday wishes are relatively more casual, because men do not believe that the so-called wishes come true even more than women.
After a while, her long eyelashes trembled, and Chu Huan saw Xiao Moye opened her eyes. The dark pupils were a little red from the beating of the fire, as if they were dyed with a layer of red tulle. .
His deep eyes were a little bit far away, and he looked at her with a little blur, and then slowly became clear again.
With his head down, he blew out the candles, and then cut the cake with a knife and fork.
The cake is not too big, just an ordinary 12-inch cake, but it is more than rubbing for two people. Chu Huan felt that fortunately, it was not the kind of cake with multiple layers, otherwise it would be really wasteful to eat.
Xiao Moye handed over a piece of cake to Chu Huan and said, "Try it, the cake is also made by this restaurant, so I can't eat it outside."
Chu Huan took it and took a bite with a small spoon. It really tasted special, sweet but not greasy. In addition to the thick milky aroma, there was also the smell of cheese.
Immediately, she took a few more mouthfuls, then looked at Xiao Moye, "Do you believe in making a wish?"
He looked at her thoughtfully, then smiled, "I didn't believe it, but he believed it later."
"Is there any reason?" she asked.
"Because one year, I made a wish on my birthday, and the result really came true, so I believe it." His reason is simple, but it is also very real. People in despair, after making a wish, the wish is really realized, then from then on, they will believe in the wish.
Chu Huan was very curious. He didn't know what Xiao Moye had made when he made a wish just now. But she also knew that wishes cannot be said, and it is said that if they are said, they will not work.
After eating the cake in her hand, Chu Huan pulled out the big bag she was carrying today and took out the suit inside. "This is for you!" Qiao blushed when she handed the clothes to him.
"My birthday present?" Even though he knew it well, he still leaned over and asked her face.
"Yeah." His breath made her face redder. Fortunately, the lights were dim at the moment, but it was not too obvious. "This is my own design and self-made. It is unique in this world. "She said in a rush, "So... so you have to wear it often!"
Is it unique? He took the black suit with his hand, his eyes drooping, and there was indescribable meaning in his eyes. He looked at the suit for a long time, and with his other hand, he suddenly began to unbutton his coat.
He took off his jacket neatly and raised his hand again, Xiao Moye put on the suit Chu Huan had made.
Great fit!
Whether it is the width of the shoulders, the tailoring of the waist, or the length of the sleeves, they are all just right.
He lifted up like a model, dressed elegantly in a suit, shrugged his collar slightly, and buttoned his buttons one by one.
Because this suit itself is an improved style, so there is no need to wear a tie.
Just wearing it like this, Chu Huan felt strange to her imagination, no, perhaps better than she imagined.
"Do you like it?" There was expectation in her eyes, but also a little unconfident. After all, he didn't know how many big-brand suits he had been in contact with. Each of them was made by famous designers. Her design and workmanship... In fact, no one is good.
"I like it." He held her hands and kissed her Qianqian fingers, "Huan, thank you, thank you for making me a birthday gift with your own hands. This is the first time in my life that I have received such a happy gift. , So... I will definitely wear it often."
Because every time I put it on, he will feel the hard work and effort she has paid for him.
At the same time, Du Hai held Fang Ting'er excitedly at the other end of the city, "Ting'er! Ting'er! Your design won! Second place! Second place!"