Lin Wuyu stood downstairs in the dormitory, watching Ding Ji run out of the building, he actually had the feeling of waiting for the pick-up at the airport during the summer vacation.
One day... Why do I always think wrong now
I haven't seen you for half a day, like every three autumns.
"What the hell are you doing?" Ding Ji shook his phone, "Where is the mall still open at this time?"
"What if there is," Lin Wuyu said, "Does the world still listen to you? If you don't open the door, you won't open the door."
"If it's my birthday next year, and you run out like this," Ding Ji said, "then say you're picking up a present for me, and I won't believe it if you kill me."
"Why?" Lin Wuyu smiled.
"Now we're in love," Ding Ji said as he walked to the cafeteria, "I'll believe whatever you say, and you won't have any other thoughts, so you won't lie to me."
"Why, next year won't be the period of love?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"It didn't take that long," Ding Ji said, "especially if we are tired of being together 24 hours a day, let alone love, we talked about it during military training, half of it will be after the summer vacation next year. To be replaced."
Lin Wuyu smiled and did not speak.
Ding Ji has never been in love. If he is so "transparent", I don't know if it is because of his cleverness or because he is insecure.
"I won't," Lin Wuyu stretched out his hand and flicked on the back of his head, "I started too high."
Ding Ji looked back at him: "Does it mean that I have a higher starting point?"
"I'm not boasting, I'm just talking about how I feel," Lin Wuyu said, "Of course, your starting point is really high... Just put a little face on it, Lin Wuyu."
Ding Ji laughed: "You have finished speaking, what should I say?"
"No need to say anything," Lin Wuyu squeezed his shoulders, "Watch me have a late-night snack."
They just caught up with the last wave of the cafeteria. After they bought food, the cafeteria went off work.
Lin Wuyu basically cleaned up all the remaining skewers, and sat down at the table with a large plate.
"Drink?" Ding Ji asked, "I'll get it for you."
"Drink," Lin Wuyu thought for a while, "Iced black tea, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep after drinking Coke now."
Ding Ji brought two bottles of iced black tea over, unscrewed one and handed it to him: "What gift did you get for me?"
"If I don't say it," Lin Wuyu glanced at the iced black tea, "Is this iced black tea going to be taken away?"
"No." Ding Ji said.
"That's not to say." Lin Wuyu took a chicken leg and gnawed it, "It's too late, it's not good, the chicken wings are gone, only the chicken legs are left, the meat is too solid..."
"If you don't say it, there will be no iced black tea." Ding Ji said.
"I'll buy it myself." Lin Wuyu said.
"Fuck," Ding Ji looked at him, "It seems like a big surprise to be so firm?"
"Little surprise," Lin Wuyu said, "I don't expect it to be too high, it's easy to twist your feet when you fall."
"Okay," Ding Ji patted the table twice, "I'll wait while gnashing my teeth."
In fact, it doesn't take long to wait, after all, there is only one day left, and there are many people who wished well in advance.
Ding Ji's cell phone would ring from time to time throughout the day. There were many former classmates, which was a bit surprising. He basically wouldn't go to classmates' birthday parties, nor would he ask classmates to spend his birthday together. No one has said happy birthday to him on his birthday in three years.
"Why do you remember when we were apart?" He sighed with emotion.
"Like a bunch of scumbags," Lin Wuyu looked at the podium next to him, and whispered while taking notes in his hand, "It's so good to think about how good it is after we broke up."
Ding Ji glanced at him: "Why do I feel you are jealous?"
"It's just jealous," Lin Wuyu said, "don't you know that many people go to college and then go back to their high school classmates?"
"Who am I dating?" Ding Ji said, "I have to go back and find one, Liu Pengpeng."
"Okay," Lin Wuyu quickly wrote three words Liu Jinpeng in the blank space of the notebook, and also drew a circle, "The number one enemy, you have already seen it, look at me when he comes over on the eleventh. Eyes..."
"He couldn't accept that," Ding Ji said. "If he changed someone else, he would end the friendship."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Wuyu drew another circle on it.
Liu Jinpeng's birthday wishes are of course indispensable, and there are also gifts, which were sent together with gifts from grandparents, grandparents and aunt.
The time is quite accurate, arrived one afternoon in advance.
Ding Ji took the express box and went to the classroom for self-study.
"As for it?" Lin Wuyu looked at it and smiled, "Put it back in the dormitory and then tear it down."
"No, I miss my grandparents," Ding Ji sighed, took out his nail clippers, and opened the express box, "I want to see it now, I can't wait."
"Okay," Lin Wuyu leaned over, "I'll take a look too."
Grandpa and grandma's gifts are quite ordinary, they are clothes, coats and sweaters. In the past, grandma used to knit Ding Ji's sweaters every year according to the fashionable styles chosen by Ding Ji. , I didn't let him pick this time. It was picked by the fashionable little mung bean. It's okay, loose style, but the color is green. The little mung bean specifically explained that it is called moss green.
"It looks like a broccoli." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu pulled out a sleeve and compared it under his face: "It's okay, this color is better than army green."
My aunt's gift was a watch, which my uncle picked out. It was very beautiful.
Ding Ji immediately put it on his hand.
"This watch is not cheap." Lin Wuyu said.
"My aunt said this is called investment." Ding Ji said.
"Resale later?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"In the future, if I make money, I will buy better ones for the little mung bean." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu lowered his head and smiled for a long time.
Liu Jinpeng's gifts are the same as the gifts that have been given for many years. There is no special creativity. When I was a child, I gave a pencil case, a small alarm clock, etc., and when I grew up, I gave a pen, or a book. This year, it was probably influenced by my grandparents. I gave him a pair of gloves, still leather.
There was also a birthday card tucked into the glove, in addition to the words Happy Birthday Ding Ji, there was a line of words.
Gloves are first layer cowhide.
Ding Ji and Lin Wuyu bowed their heads and laughed together.
After laughing, Ding Ji turned his head: "Where's your gift?"
"It's not yet." Lin Wuyu said.
"Will it be 12 o'clock?" Ding Ji asked.
"That's called zero." Lin Wuyu corrected him.
"Okay, do you want to get to zero?" Ding Ji asked again.
"Well," Lin Wuyu took the pen and turned around, "what to do first and then..."
"Damn it," Ding Ji leaned on the table, "Are you fucking celebrating my birthday or celebrating yourself?"
"Am I alone?" Lin Wuyu also lay on the table.
"This is a classroom, we are studying by ourselves," Ding Ji looked at him, "Can you put something to study in your mind?"
"There are only so many things to study, don't I waste so many things in my mind?" Lin Wuyu said.
"Shut up," Ding Ji said, "You haven't been beaten for so many years because of your arrogance because you look good."
No one in the dormitory gave Ding Ji any early birthday wishes today, probably because they had already agreed to celebrate together tomorrow.
Ding Ji didn't celebrate his birthday with his classmates, so he was looking forward to it.
Xiong Da booked a private box in the restaurant opened by his relatives last time, and helped them design the dishes, and then gave them a discount.
Ding Ji was sitting in the small living room listening to a group of people discussing how to spend his birthday together. It felt amazing, an experience that he had never had before, although most of the time the group talked about how they played.
After chatting, everyone washed up and went back to the house.
Ding Ji took out the clothes he received today and tried them all again, and found that the sweater picked by Xiao Mung Bean unexpectedly looked good when he put it on.
"Why is it a little sexy." Lin Wuyu leaned on the chair and stretched out his arms, "Come here, brother, give me a hug."
"What's wrong." Ding Ji went over, stepped over him, and sat on his lap.
Lin Wuyu reached out from under the sweater and put his arms around his waist: "It's the first time you didn't celebrate your birthday at home, right?"
"Yeah." Ding Ji nodded.
"Are you used to it?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"A little homesick," Ding Ji said, "but it's okay, after all, we are still together. Look at Xiaobao, Xiong Da said that he cried several times after 11th."
"You haven't cried for a long time." Lin Wuyu lowered his head and bit the clothes on his stomach and lifted it up.
"Why?" Ding Ji immediately took out his phone and glanced at it, "It's only fifteen minutes before midnight, should we start now?"
"Can you not do this?" Lin Wuyu looked at him with his clothes in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Why don't you get a timer, get ready, prelude, start singing, get ready to enter the chorus now…”
Ding Ji smiled and kissed his forehead: "Get ready."
When one gets bored, no amount of time is enough. In the dormitory, there is a kind of nervous feeling of being a thief in someone else's house and stealing things, not to mention having a meal and a late-night snack, which is quite exciting.
Lin Wuyu really paid attention to the time, he really just wanted to press zero to get to the point.
Although I was embarrassed to tell Ding Ji.
At 59 minutes, he glanced at the phone beside the pillow, just right.
He kissed Ding Ji's lips and put his hand under the pillow, Ding Ji's breath was right next to his ear, bringing a slight warm breeze.
Just as my fingertips touched the small plastic bag, there was a sudden knock on the dormitory door.
bang bang bang!
For two people who were half bored in bed, this sound was much more frightening than all the terrible sounds they had heard since childhood.
Ding Ji was so shocked that he directly bumped up on his chin.
Then, clutching his forehead, he fell back on the bed.
"...Fuck." Lin Wuyu still kept lying on top of him, with his elbows propped on the bed. This sudden change made it difficult for him to calmly accept it, and he directly used up his share of foul language this month.
"Who is it?" Ding Ji stared, "What is this for?"
"Happy birthday." Lin Wuyu said.
"What?" Ding Ji was stunned.
"Happy birthday, Ding Xiaoji," Lin Wuyu lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "You said that the period of love is not that long, if this is the case, then I promise, even after many, many years, even if we are like Touch your right hand from left to right, and I will definitely give you a birthday in love."
Ding Ji didn't speak, but still stared at him.
"I don't usually realize that your eyes are so big?" Lin Wuyu said.
There was another knock on the door.
"Grandma said that my eyes have good elasticity, and they don't look very big at ordinary times," Ding Ji's eyes began to flicker and gather little by little, "but when I stare, they are very big."
Lin Wuyu laughed, and gently wiped away the tears that had just slipped from the corner of his eyes with his fingers.
"Happy birthday! Ding Ji!"
"Ding Ji open the door!"
"Happy birthday! Surprise is here!"
"Wake up!"
There was a commotion outside the door.
Lin Wuyu jumped out of bed, and when Ding Ji was rushing to organize his clothes, he went over and shook the quilt off his bed.
Ding Ji went over and opened the door.
"Happy birthday!" A group of people in the dormitory outside the door roared neatly together.
"Fuck." Ding Ji laughed while holding the door frame, "Are you crazy?"
"How's it going!" yelled the bear, "my whimsical idea!"
"Too awesome." Ding Ji said.
"Are you happy!" Xiong Da shouted again.
"Happy." Ding Ji wiped his eyes.
"Did you see it!" Xiong Da shouted to Li Ruichen, "I said it would be fun! Tears are coming down, and you are still worried about disturbing him to sleep!"
"You are awesome." Li Ruichen clenched his fists at him.
"Come on," Lu Le clapped his hands happily, "eat the cake first!"
"Eat cake now?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Yes," Xiong Da rubbed his hands, "but it's not a birthday cake, it's a small cake that Xiaobao bought for supper."
"Is it enough?" Wu Lang asked.
"Enough," Xiaobao nodded, "I bought two for each flavor, four flavors, just right."
"Seven yuan is enough," Xiong Da glanced at the room over there, "that guy didn't get up and didn't participate in our dormitory activities at all."
"Leave a piece for him," Xiaobao said, "Anyway, it's more than one for each of us..."
"I'll eat two!" said Xiong Da viciously.
There is probably no way to resolve the conflict between Xiong Da and his former roommate. Anyway, the former roommate has always been like an invisible person. He doesn't talk to people, does not participate in any activities in the dormitory, and doesn't know where people are when they eat. .
Xiaobao took out the cake, four small boxes, two pieces in each box. Ding Ji felt that the amount was not enough for Lin Wuyu to eat.
"I won't sing the birthday song, it will disturb the people," Lu Le said. "I will sing it at dinner tomorrow."
"Thank you, everyone." Ding Ji said.
"Thank you," Wu Lang said. "They all live in the same house. They are all brothers. It's so lively and interesting."
"Happy birthday." Li Ruichen picked up a piece of cake and held it up.
Everyone took the cake and touched it together: "Happy birthday!"
Two bites of the cake were almost gone, and Xiong Da ate the rest, and then licked his fingers: "Xiao Bao, are you going to eat all of your supper or eat them separately?"
"Have a few pieces tonight, and a few pieces early tomorrow." Xiaobao said.
"You're a cat," said Xiong Da, "you..."
The door that had been closed next to him opened, and the former roommate came out, looking at them with a displeased expression: "Please don't do this kind of gathering and disturbing activities after 11 o'clock in the future. to sleep."
The atmosphere in the room turned cold.
Just as Ding Ji was about to get up to speak, Xiong Da had already said, "Aren't you, it's all in the same dormitory..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Lu Le gave him a push and walked over, "We'll leave right away, mainly because it's the first birthday in our dormitory, so I just wanted to have a little surprise."
"Haven't you had a birthday yet?" the former roommate said, "Do you have to be so disturbing? Is disturbing the people a surprise?"
At first, everyone felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was really late. Although there might not be any noise in the next dormitory, it would definitely have an impact in the same dormitory.
But when the former roommate said so, he cleaned up everyone's embarrassment.
"Student Liu Yang," Lin Wuyu said while sitting on the chair while eating cake, "I'm very sorry to disturb your rest, we'll end it soon, and I'm sorry to disturb you."
Ding Ji felt that he only knew the name of the former roommate today.
"You..." Liu Yang wanted to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Lin Wuyu.
"Go back to the room to rest after you pee," Lin Wuyu clapped his hands and stood up, "Say one more word, say no to my drowsiness, and I'll recite an introduction to modern biology here for one night."
"Go to sleep, go to sleep," Lu Le quickly waved his hand at Liu Yang, as if chasing a pig back to the circle, "Go to sleep, everyone is asleep."
Liu Yang glanced at Lin Wuyu, said nothing, turned around and went back into the room.
Although it was a bit of a disappointment, when the last group of people went back to the house, they were all smiling.
"Good night everyone." Wu Lang said.
"Good night!" Everyone responded.
Ding Ji entered the room, and after Lin Wuyu also came in, he quickly closed the door, locked it, and then turned around to look at Lin Wuyu.
"Huh?" Lin Wuyu tilted his head.
"What's the gift!" Ding Ji stretched out his hand.
"I thought you had to sigh with emotion about what happened just now?" Lin Wuyu said.
"I'm holding back," Ding Ji said. "Of course, let's look at the gifts first. Where's the gift? I'll bring it for my birthday."
"Wait." Lin Wuyu smiled and took out the key, opened his own cabinet, and took out the box from the innermost.
"What is it?" Ding Ji was a little excited.
"I made it, see if you like it?" Lin Wuyu put the box in his hand.
"What did you do?" Ding Ji hesitated while holding the box, and the little black chicken suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I did," Lin Wuyu replied grimly, "Hurry up and open it!"
Ding Ji looked down and saw that the box was very beautiful. At first glance, he knew that it was ready-made. The blue matte shell looked like metal and felt very good.
He carefully found the opening and opened the box.
When he saw what was inside, he was stunned, stared at it for a few seconds before suddenly raising his head: "What did you do?"
"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded.
"Impossible?" Ding Ji looked again, "Is this an identity card? Didn't you buy it?"
"Where can I buy such an identity card!" Lin Wuyu said.
Ding Ji didn't speak. When he took the small sign out of the box, he felt his fingers tremble a little.
A long chain hung a silver metal sign with a hollow pattern on it... No, not one, but four. Ding Ji squeezed the sign and made a slight mistake, and the four pieces of metal opened like a fan.
This workmanship, in addition to the hollowing out, is also interlaced with bright silver and matte patterns. He has no way of imagining the magical relationship between this thing and Lin Wuyu, which is "made by me".
"There are still words on it?" He held the sign in front of him and looked at it carefully.
"Well." Lin Wuyu said.
"Raise," Ding Ji looked at it, there was a hollowed-out raising character on the first sign, and then the characters on the lower three layers could be seen from the small round holes hollowed out in the four corners in turn, "Chicken, Hand, Book, Raising Chicken. manual?"
"Yes," Lin Wuyu said, "Ding Xiaoji's manual."
Ding Ji looked at him: "Your uncle."
Lin Wuyu laughed: "Are you surprised?"
"Very pleasantly surprised," Ding Ji said and couldn't help laughing, "really, so pleasantly surprised, I'm so fucking..."
"There are small prints, take a look." Lin Wuyu said.
- love lollipops
- don't call me chicken
- very fierce but cry
- Pick it up and return it to Lin Wuyu