From that day on, Huo Yan studied harder. Because she gradually understood that her parents always favored her elder sister, and the only person she could rely on was herself.
Only by working hard to become stronger can she protect the most important thing. Facing the cruel reality, tears are the most useless thing, and she must work hard to become stronger.
In the blink of an eye, it's mid-November.
Just after midnight, the 611 in the boys' dormitory rang a happy birthday song from a male bass with a male duck voice who was out of tune.
After Shen Yuran finished singing, Xu Mingyi let go of his tightly covered ears, and said weakly: "Mental torture fee is twenty-five per minute, and transfers are supported."
After he finished speaking, he fell on the bed, pretending to be dying.
Shen Yuran became furious, and jumped onto Xu Mingyi's bed and shook him vigorously: "Smelly monk, don't even think about touching Lao Tzu's porcelain on the fourth birthday, and seeing Lao Tzu's powerful vajra palm."
He was about to slap Xu Mingyi's face with one slap, Xu Mingyi immediately woke up, and folded his hands together towards him: "That's good, that's good."
Xiang Nan handed Fu Shihan a black box, which contained a dark tie with dark lines, which looked low-key and stable.
Fu Shihan took the gift and said, "Thank you."
"Wow, boss, this gift is amazing." Shen Yuran said, "I'm too embarrassed to take my gift, so I might as well give it to you when I go to your house for dinner tomorrow."
Xu Mingyi saw through Shen Yuran's routine, and ruthlessly exposed it: "You are not prepared at all, you want to go out and buy it tomorrow."
Shen Yuran pointed at him: "Hey! I tricked you into messing with you!"
Fu Shihan smiled in a rare way, ignoring the gags of a few people, he took out his mobile phone, whether it was WeChat, QQ, or text messages, many "Happy Birthday" congratulations popped up.
It has to be said that Fu Shihan is really good at dealing with interpersonal relationships. There are far more students in the school, whether girls or boys, who like him far more than those who hate him.
A boy who is upright and kind and exudes positive energy all over his body, just like a plump wheat grain absorbs sunlight. Fu Shihan's steady demeanor made him always have no shortage of friends from childhood to adulthood, and even though he came and went, the ones he made were all sincere.
Whether it's a young master from a rich family like Qian Xiangnan, a low-level boy like Xu Mingyi who applies for student loans every year and works multiple part-time jobs every day, or a child from an ordinary family like Shen Yuran.
As long as you can match his temperament, you can become his friend.
Fu Shihan scanned the messages, replied thank you one by one, and locked the phone screen, feeling a little depressed.
Shen Yuran didn't want to go to bed yet, so she said how about we sneak out and have a night of beer.
As the head of the dormitory, Xiang Nan hadn't even opened his mouth yet, but Fu Shihan said in a deep voice, "Drink some night beer and go to bed."
Shen Yuran didn't know why, so she approached Xu Mingyi and asked, "What's the matter, it was fine just now, but after playing with the phone for a while, his expression changed."
Xu Mingyi rolled his eyes with a look of seeing through the unfathomable world of mortals: "Want to know?"
"Um!"
"Go look through his cell phone and see whose text messages are missing in it, and you should understand."
The two of them looked at Fu Shihan's cell phone on the table at the same time.
Shen Yuran shivered for a moment: "I dare not, I am afraid of breaking a bone."
Xu Mingyi said: "The poor monk would not dare."
Just as the two of them were summing up Fu Shihan's cell phone, the phone rang suddenly. Fu Shihan's dull eyes scanned the screen, and his face finally eased a lot. He picked up the phone and murmured expressionlessly: "I'm already asleep."
On the phone, the girl's breathing seemed to be a little messy, and her voice was very excited: "Brother Han, come out... come out and have a look."
"What?" Fu Shihan didn't react for a while.
"Come to the balcony and have a look."
Fu Shihan turned over from the bed, ran to the balcony and looked down, only to see a cluster of beautiful fireworks suddenly exploded on the playground directly opposite the men's dormitory.
The fireworks are only more than one meter high, and bright sparks are constantly shooting out, like a cluster of fiery trees and silver flowers.
Standing by the fireworks tree, Huo Yan kept waving at Fu Shihan, telling him to watch the fireworks quickly, as if he was afraid that he would miss it.
Fu Shihan felt sorry for her arm.
Soon, Huo Yan called, and her voice sounded excited: "Did you see it, did you see it?"
Fu Shihan was a little helpless, but also a little funny: "I saw it."
"Is it beautiful?"
He looked at her slender and slender figure standing in front of the light and shadow of flowers and trees, with waves surging in his eyes, he murmured: "Beautiful."
Huo Yan quickly took out a banner paper while the clusters of fire trees and silver flowers were not finished, and Lin Chuyu came over to help her open it, on which were written crooked words with watercolor pens: Fu Shihan, happy birthday.
In the dark night, the banner is close to the fireworks, and the light is transmitted from the back of the paper, so the writing on it can be seen clearly.
The characters are drawn circle after circle with multicolored pens, and there are a few cute little animals drawn on the side, and two little people, one is a boy and the other is a girl, holding hands, like a brother holding a sister kind of.
A minute later, the fireworks dimmed, and the pattern on the note was also lost in the darkness.
Huo Yan's nervous voice came from the phone: "Do you like it?"
Fu Shihan's heart was pounding, pounding, beating wildly and disobediently.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Huo Yan hurriedly said: "I specially chose fireworks that don't make noise, just to avoid disturbing other students, and then I will clean up the surroundings, so as not to cause trouble to the sanitation aunt, you... don't be angry .”
He clenched the phone tighter and tighter, and the veins ran up the back of his white hand, hidden in the skin in the sleeve.
"Huo Yan." His voice trembled uncontrollably: "I like this year's gift very much."
Huo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but said: "Hmph, this is just a prelude, the real big gift, I will give it to you at the birthday party tomorrow."
The corner of Fu Shihan's mouth couldn't help curling up: "Then I'll just wait and see."
"Uh-huh."
"Go back quickly, who told you to come out with so little clothes, and, don't you have no money, the fireworks have been set off for so long, it's not cheap, where did you get the money, is it used for living expenses..."
Before Fu Shihan could finish questioning, Huo Yan said repeatedly: "Then I'll hang up first, and I just asked for a 20-minute leave with the dormitory auntie. I have to go back quickly, bye!"
Huo Yan hastily hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he knew that this guy would not let her go easily.
She cleaned up the surroundings with her friends, and before leaving, Huo Yan looked back at the balcony of the men's dormitory 611, where he was still standing there, staring at her from a distance.
There was a moon tonight, and the pale moonlight poured on his tall figure, making him look cold and lonely.
A burst of unspeakable emotions surged in Huo Yan's heart. She gently waved the hand on her chest and murmured: "Happy birthday."
At the same time, he also read these four words between his thin lips, happy birthday.
Because of her arrival today, Fu Shihan's heart, which was already deserted, became quite lively.
On the way back, Su Wan looked at the silent Huo Yan, and asked with a smile, "I've already prepared a gift, but I decided to surprise him on the spur of the moment. It's hard not to make people think too much."
Lin Chuyu nodded again and again: "And the kind of surprise just now, only boys would do it to girls, Huo Yan, you are a real man."
Huo Yan looked at the two of them, and said seriously, "Fu Shihan and I are not what you think."
"We didn't think about anything." Lin Chuyu and Su Wan exchanged glances: "You are brother and sister, brother-in-law and sister-in-law, we understand, hehe."
Huo Yan could hear their meaningful tone, but she didn't want to explain anymore. Before Fu Shihan tried his best to help her and redeemed grandma's watch, she should show something anyway.
Although what he did just now was just a trick to Fu Shihan, he might still laugh at her childishness.
But this was already the best that Huo Yan could give him within the limits of conditions.
In order to think of a good idea that caught him off guard, Huo Yan didn't sleep well for several nights, racking his brains.
After going back to wash and laying down again, Huo Yan received a text message from Fu Shihan: "Insomnia."
Huo Yan pursed her lips, and edited the text message: "I still have insomnia on my birthday, maybe it's because I was scared."
"yes."
Looking at the word "yes", she felt more and more uneasy. Thinking back to when she was in high school, one year Huo Sinuan, in order to surprise Fu Shihan, mobilized many students in the school to record a video wishing him a happy birthday.
When Fu Shihan received the video, Huo Yan happened to be beside him. She knew that he had only watched the video for less than half a minute before putting down his phone with a terribly gloomy expression.
When he came to the school the next day, those who passed by, those he didn't know, all said happy birthday to him. Fu Shihan politely responded to thank him, but he didn't find Huo Sinuan to have a seizure, and the meeting was as usual.
But Huo Yan knew that he was very angry.
During these years of getting along, Huo Yan liked Fu Shihan even more than Huo Sinuan, and Huo Yan could read his emotions from his plain eyes. When he was in a good mood, there was light in his eyes, but when he was in a bad mood, his pupils were filled with deep blackness, like an abyss and swamp where the sun never appeared.
His character is like this, he never likes high-profile and publicity.
Sitting on the bed, Huo Yan scratched his head, thinking that it must be a horse's ass being slapped on the horse's leg. He only wanted to surprise him, but forgot that the surprise might turn into a shock.
Sometimes Fu Shihan is actually quite stingy. If someone offends him, he communicates with him as usual, but slowly he will find his alienation and indifference.
Aggrieved, she edited the text message and sent—
"Do you really not like it?"
Two minutes later, Fu Shihan's text message came in.
"Fool."
"Well… "
"Huo Yan, the thing that made me the happiest this year is that you came to me."
Huo Yan giggled, her cheeks blushing unconsciously.
"Go to bed early, good night."
After sending this message, she quickly put the phone under the pillow and covered her face with the quilt.
I don't know why, but my heart beats so fast.