The gift box is not big, rectangular and flat, with a beautiful bow tied with a gray ribbon.
Unwrapping the bow with dexterous fingers, Wen Run opened the box and found an envelope and a piece of paper inside. The stiff ink envelope was sealed with sealing wax, making it impossible to see what was inside. Wen Run opened the folded paper first, and there was only one sentence written on it.
[Open the envelope again at 2:00 pm on April 29th. ]
The handwriting is stiff and sharp, and the signature is Ye Hansheng.
Putting the paper aside, Wen Run picked up the envelope and touched it, but he couldn't figure out what was inside. It was as if he had a small brush in his heart, and the soft bristles swept back and forth across his heart, scratching It made his heart itch.
He just finished recording the show on April 29th, and it was also his birthday. Why did Ye Hansheng ask him to wait until this day to open the envelope
Wen Run vaguely felt that it should have something to do with his birthday, but he couldn't believe it. Could this be Mr. Ye preparing a gift for his birthday
After recording the program on the morning of the 29th, he flew back to City B at night, knowing that he would not be able to make it back, so he asked Guo Congfei to give him a gift in advance
Holding the envelope and guessing, it seems that any kind of guess is possible. Wen Run stretched out his fingers to gently rub the wax seal, and it took a lot of effort to hold back the desire to take it apart, eager to be tempted.
Pressing the envelope under the pillow, Wen Run deliberately didn't let herself think about what happened on the 29th. In fact, he didn't look forward to his birthday before. In the beginning, my family was poor, and my birthday was just a bowl of longevity noodles; later, I went to study in city B, far away from home, and I didn’t even have longevity noodles, so I just had a phone call with my family. This is the case every year, well-behaved and unremarkable.
But this sudden letter this year actually gave him a glimmer of expectation.
I can't help but take it out and rub it for a while when I go to bed at night.
The next two days of recording passed quickly in warm anticipation. It's just that his popularity is not what it used to be. When he was quietly looking forward to his birthday in his heart, online fans were also preparing for his birthday support. Even the program crew knew that his birthday was on the 29th.
So on the morning of the 29th, the program team specially delivered a birthday cake, and the staff and guests celebrated a lively birthday for him first. This morning seemed to be extremely short. After the birthday party was over, the other guests left one after another. Xie Yupan ran the fastest. After telling him with a smile that the birthday gift was late, he quickly slipped away.
The assistant was packing his luggage for him, while Wen Run held the envelope, watched the time on the phone jump to two o'clock, and opened the envelope a little nervously and expectantly.
The envelope was opened, and there was another piece of paper inside. Wen Run was stunned for a moment, unfolded the paper, and saw that it was written in familiar handwriting: Come to the door when your luggage is packed.
Wen Run's heart beat faster, he didn't even care about the two assistants, and ran to the gate impatiently. There was a black Rolls-Royce parked at the door, which was empty just now, and Ye Hansheng was holding a bouquet of roses, looking at him with a smile in front of the car, "Little birthday boy, happy birthday."
He was still wearing a serious shirt and trousers, and he didn't even have time to untie his tie, so he appeared at the recording site on time with a dusty face. Smile and say happy birthday to him.
Wen Run's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he looked at him from a distance away, a little at a loss, "You, why are you here?"
With a smile on Ye Hansheng's lips, he turned the wheelchair and slowly approached him, and put the flowers into his arms, "Of course I came to pick you up."
Wen Run's heart was beating fast, her fingers were unconsciously twirling the ribbon on the bouquet, her eyes kept looking into the car, "Didn't Brother Zheng come to pick me up?"
Originally, it was a good idea that Zheng Xuan would come to pick him up after the recording of the show, but Wen Run didn't want to be rushed, so he let him book an evening flight. He didn't expect to see Ye Hansheng here first.
"He's busy." Ye Hansheng looked behind him and said to the two assistants, "Is everything packed?"
The assistant nods.
"Put your luggage in the trunk, and you go back by yourself, and the expenses will be reimbursed by the financial department." After speaking, Ye Hansheng turned to Wen Run again, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go first."
Wen Run was still a little dazed, and got into the car as he said. The driver drove the car to the outside of the village.
It took nearly two hours to drive from the village to the airport in the city. After the two entered through the VIP channel, they did not board the passenger plane. Instead, they arrived at the other side of the boarding apron—the parking lot at the end of the corridor bridge, where a plane smaller than ordinary passenger planes was parked. The whole body of the plane was painted creamy yellow, with cartoon patterns sprayed on it, but Wen Run couldn't see the whole thing when he was too close, and he couldn't see clearly what patterns were sprayed on the fuselage before boarding the plane.
Dizzy, he followed Ye Hansheng to the plane, only to find out that it was a private jet. When entering, there is a beige sofa and a bar, and behind the bar is an open kitchenette. At the back is the partition lounge and bathroom.
"There is a chef on the plane, let the chef cook for you what you want to eat. If you are tired, go to the lounge to rest, and you will be there after a night of sleep." While speaking, Ye Hansheng moved his arms and moved himself to sit on the sofa. Push it aside and put it away.
Wen Run sat down opposite him, and he put the bouquet on the round table. He turned his head to look at the sky outside the porthole, feeling more and more unreal.
It's like stepping into the cotton candy without any preparation, it's soft and sweet, so beautiful that it's unreal.
"Is it for my birthday?" he asked.
Ye Hansheng seemed to see through his thoughts, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you think it's too grand?"
Wen Run nodded hesitantly, this was the first time he celebrated his birthday so seriously. He even used a private jet, and it was Ye Hansheng who came to pick up others, which always made him feel unreal.
Unexpectedly, Ye Hansheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This is not considered grand, you despise yourself too much."
With Wenrun's rapid rise in popularity and popularity, if he was a bit of a drifter, he would probably have already walked sideways. Let alone a private jet transfer, if he knew how to play, he would probably be able to buy a private jet by himself. Only Wen Run is still working hard and doesn't know anything about his current status. If you peel off the dazzling halo, you will find that he is still the same person from the beginning.
Seeing his ignorant expression, Ye Hansheng didn't explain too much, he was happy to see if he could not be red-eyed by this Vanity Fair.
Time passed very slowly on the plane, and after being nervous at first, Wen Run gradually got used to the atmosphere of being alone with the two of them. He and Ye Hansheng were sitting facing each other. Ye Hansheng seemed to be very busy. He was frowning slightly and typing on the computer at the moment. He tore the dark blue tie loose and tied it loosely, showing a bit of casualness.
He himself took the magazine from the drawer and flipped through it, but his eyes always drifted to the opposite side inadvertently. From the first second he saw Ye Hansheng today, his heart has been bulging, completely filled with some kind of warm emotion.
"Bored?" Ye Hansheng stopped what he was doing, and looked at him apologetically, "The company is in a hurry, and it will not delay your birthday party after finishing it now."
Wen Run was surprised, "Is there a birthday party?"
Ye Han laughed softly, "Otherwise, why do you think you will be picked up by a private jet?"
Wen Run thought about it, scratched his cheek, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "I've troubled you."
"For your... birthday," Ye Hansheng smiled meaningfully at him, "I don't need to worry about it."
Wen Run turned his eyes away, feeling that there was some kind of burning emotion in his eyes, he avoided them subconsciously, after a while, he couldn't help turning his eyes back to confirm, but Ye Hansheng had already retracted his eyes, and continued to devote himself to his busy work.
It's hard to say whether it was relaxed or lost at that moment, Wen Run turned his gaze out of the porthole, the plane was moving forward, and the sea of clouds was retreating. The golden-red sunset coated the clouds with a layer of gold, and the sea of pale golden clouds floated erratically, just like his mood at this time.
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the two sat opposite each other. Wen Run peeped at him straightening his nose bridge and thinning his lips, seeing his pair of slightly lowered deep eyes, as if a seed had broken through the ground in his plump heart, taking root and sprouting.
It was already six o'clock in the evening when the plane landed in City B. After leaving the airport, we drove straight to the outskirts of the city.
The scenery on both sides became more and more familiar, Wen Run said in surprise: "This is the way to the resort." He still remembered the way when Ye Hansheng took him there last time.
Ye Han said "um", but didn't explain much. When we arrived at the resort, it was already dark, and the resort was lit with large and small lights, and it was a sea of lights from a distance.
After getting off the car, the bodyguard Yu Biao did not follow. Only Wen Run and Ye Hansheng walked together. Wen Run is on the left and Ye Hansheng is on the right. Ye Hansheng hardly needs to point the way. Wen Run knows the right direction just looking at the strings of lights covered with happy birthday lights.
The string of guiding lights led from the door to the front where Wen Run had been to the wooden house restaurant. Going forward, the entire restaurant is dark, only the warm yellow light string behind him emits a faint warm light.
Wen Run subconsciously looked at Ye Hansheng beside him.
"Go and see for yourself." Ye Hansheng looked at him encouragingly, with a faint light in his deep eyes.
Wen Run nodded slightly, and continued to walk forward. As soon as he stepped on the steps in front of the wooden house restaurant, the whole wooden house lit up in an instant. The warm lights illuminated the audience, and the happy birthday song rang in his ears at the same time.
Many familiar faces sprayed him with fireworks, and the fragments of the fireworks fell one after another. Wen Run squinted his eyes and saw Guo Congfei was the first to rush forward holding a gift, "Happy 20th birthday!"
Not to be outdone, Lu Zhan stuffed the gift into his arms, "Happy birthday! Are you surprised? Are you happy?"
"This is me making up the gift, your manager didn't let me give it first!" Xie Yupan, who had slipped away earlier, was actually there, and now smiled and stuffed the gift into his arms.
After a while, Wen Run's bosom was already full. He blinked, struggled out of his confusion, and finally showed a big smile, "Thank you, this is the happiest birthday I've ever had."
Zheng Xuan retreated to Ye Hansheng's side, lowered his voice and said, "Where's your gift?"
"Give it to him later." Ye Han smiled, watching Wen Run being surrounded by blowing out candles and making a wish. There are three layers of the birthday cake, the top layer is a warm Q version, and the Q version villain is wearing a crown and holding a pacifier in his hand. very cute.
A cartoon candle with the number "20" was inserted on the cake. Wen Run clasped his hands together. He closed his eyes and glanced at Ye Hansheng whether intentionally or not. Then he closed his eyes and made a wish. The dancing candlelight reflected on his face, making him more pious.
After making a wish, Wen Run made the first cut. Guo Congfei yelled, "Keep that villain for me! Don't snatch it from me!"
Wen Run saw that he looked like a living treasure, so he directly put the top Q-version villain on his plate. Who knew that Guo Congfei didn't eat it, and carefully held it in front of Ye Hansheng, saying flatteringly, "Dad, this is showing respect to you!"
The corners of Ye Hansheng's eyes twitched fiercely, obviously he didn't accept such a big son very well, but Guo Congfei's "filial piety" was indeed what he wanted, so he finally nodded slightly and took the small piece of cake.
On the cake plate, the villain made of butter was sitting in a naive manner, even though Ye Hansheng didn't like the sweetness of cream, his Adam's apple rolled a bit at this time. He picked up the fork, hesitated for a while, and finally picked the "pacifier" in the little man's hand, picked a piece and put it in his mouth.
He lowered his eyes and ate slowly, but his expression was obviously cheerful.
Wen Run was surrounded to share the cake, and he glanced at his movements out of the corner of his eyes, and saw that he ate another piece, and the base of his ears turned red slightly. When he was distracted, he tilted the knife in his hand and almost smashed the cake to the ground.
"Let me share the rest. You are the birthday star today, enjoy yourself."
Shen Muxun glanced in Ye Hansheng's direction, took the knife from him with a smile, and continued to distribute cakes to others.
When Wen Run exited the encirclement with his piece of cake, his ears were still hot, but his eyes subconsciously looked for Ye Hansheng. Ye Hansheng and Zheng Xuan had already found a table to sit down, and the cake plate was already empty on the table.
Butter is a villain, and he has already eaten it.
His eyes fell on Ye Hansheng's lips in a strange way, Wen Run recalled the scene just now, not only his ears, but also his cheeks were stained red. Fortunately, it was already dark at this time, and the lights were not very bright, so it was easy not to see it without looking carefully. Wen Run took a deep breath, rubbed his cheeks again, and finally calmed down a little.
When he was hesitating whether to go to Ye Hansheng's table, Lu Zhan put his shoulders on his shoulders behind him, and asked strangely, "Why are you in a daze here?"
Wen Run hurried forward, "No, I was just thinking about something to drink."
"Is there any need to think about it? Of course it's drinking!" Lu Zhan pointed to the bartender who was doing fancy bartending under the light, "I'm not here to do acrobatics."
After finishing speaking, he went to ask for two glasses of wine, put one into Wen Run's hand, and said excitedly: "I won't be drunk tonight!! I'm done!"