Birthday cake watermelon celebration for parents to come

Xue Jiuyue said lightly, "It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to eat something sweet."

"oh!"

The dishes arrived swiftly. This fusion of Eastern and Western cuisine broke free from the formalities of formality, lacking the solemnity of ceremony but instilling a sense of ease and freedom. One could cast aside all premeditation, weaving all feelings into the flickering light of a candle, brushing against the swaying heart and blending with the rhythmic notes, a graceful and adrift feeling. Then, a window of starlight crackled, revealing the murmuring murmur of a frozen spring; a crescent moon traced the soft murmur of a flowery rain. In the cup, ethereal reverie encountered the intoxicating beauty of the human world, swirling back layers of emotion, swirling into a dark crimson vortex. With a crisp sound, it dissipated into a sweetness that lingered in the heart and a cloud of rosy clouds on the face.

After finishing the drink, he felt more than satisfied. A thousand words were but as numerous as a blossoming tree, so Xue Jiuyue picked out the two most fitting lines of poetry and recited them softly: "On New Year's Eve, candles are lit in the hall, a glass of fine wine is poured, and a song is played."

"Good poem, good wine, and perfect for the occasion. Let's have another drink."

…

Soon the two bottles of wine were empty.

"I'll go downstairs and order two more bottles." Liu Che suggested.

"I'll go."

"No, I'm just going to the bathroom. I just wrote down the route, don't worry."

Liu Che is a human navigator. He can remember clearly any route he has walked once. This makes Xue Jiuyue feel more at ease. "Then be careful."

Maybe because there were so many people, Liu Che returned with the wine after a few songs, adding a new chapter to the beautiful scenery.

After turning back for who knows how many times, Xue Jiuyue suddenly straightened her posture and looked across solemnly. Even the band seemed to be influenced by her—"strings froze, fingers swallowed, and the music stopped." This sudden silence was the greatest blank space, leaving only "deep affection" waiting for fate's breakthrough.

Xue Jiuyue's lips moved slightly, as if she was waiting or choosing her words. Finally, she made up her mind and was about to speak when the lights in the store suddenly went out and the band started playing drums again.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." The band played "Happy Birthday." Three candles, like starlight scooped from the Milky Way, drifted down the stairs from below, bright and flickering, slowly reaching the front.

"Happy birthday, make a wish!" Liu Che's gentleness could not be concealed even by the band on the scene.

Close your eyes to hold back the tears of joy; clasp your hands together to protect a delicate and fragile wish; recite the words that resound in your heart and chant them to the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, hoping that the blossoming of happiness is within reach, not far away.

The applause after blowing out the candles ignited the lights and music. Opening my eyes, I lost the protection of silence and darkness. Happiness reluctantly retreated into my body, but it still surged, even my words were shaken by it, shattered like red, like tears...

"How do you know?" After calming down for quite some time, Xue Jiuyue's voice was still a little choked.

"You don't usually like sweets, but today you suddenly wanted dessert, and at night. You don't like being bound by time, but you looked back at the watch many times, which means there will be an important time today. The 'Sui Ye' in 'Sui Ye Gao Tang Lie Ming Zhu' refers to New Year's Eve, but it is also appropriate to refer to the eve of your birthday. So, I wanted to give you a surprise..."

"What if I guess wrong?"

"That's right."

"Isn't there no cake?"

"Cut it open and see..."

Could there be more to the story? The surprise, like a dream, had kept Xue Jiuyue's gaze from truly sinking. Now, looking at it again, it was a standard round cream cake, simple and elegant. No elaborate shapes, just thick layers of cream piled with cloud-like patterns, framed by the handwritten "Happy Birthday" in strawberry jam. The handwriting was elegant and graceful, and above the words "Happy Birthday" were two strokes of chocolate paste, like distant mountains, looming through the cloud-like cream, perhaps symbolizing towering heights, giving the cake a touch of ink painting.

I picked up a knife and gently cut into it. The tip of the knife sank into the cream, but instead of the expected soft, fluffy texture, I felt a hard, crisp feeling, with red juice oozing from the bottom. The answer was soon revealed: the cake base was actually a watermelon cut into a cake shape.

Liu Che explained at the right time: "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare in advance. Now there is no birthday cake to buy in the whole city..."

"This is the best birthday cake I've ever seen."

"When you made a wish just now, I asked the waiter to take a photo with my phone. I'll send it to you later."

"Xiao Ming, thank you!"

"Do you have to be so polite?"

…

Xue Jiuyue had always been a good drinker, but this drunken stupor was more than she could handle. She was intoxicated by the wine, the music, the surroundings, the scene, the cake, the present... She was drunk, completely drunk, completely blissful, completely oblivious to the ailment that had been plaguing her like a maggot. In a trance, she was being helped into the car by Liu Che, because that familiar warmth, even in drunkenness, in dreams, still brought a sense of security.

The faint morning light penetrated through the window crack, like a gust of wind blowing Xue Jiuyue's long eyelashes.

"Are you awake?" Liu Che's voice and the light that entered his eyes came almost at the same time.

The familiar interior of "Inch by Inch of Time" made Xue Jiuyue instantly make up the cause and effect. Seeing Liu Che sitting on the sofa in neat clothes, Xue Jiuyue said apologetically: "Well, you sat there all night again? Sorry."

"It's not like I didn't sleep, it's just that my biological clock woke me up early."

"oh!"

"Your phone seemed to have vibrated just now. I was just wondering whether to call you..."

As he was speaking, the sound of a vibrating phone came from Xue Jiuyue's bag.

"Good morning, Mom. What? You and Dad are at my house? I slept in the store last night. Wait a moment, I'll be back soon. Why did you come to the store?"

As soon as Xue Jiyue finished the call, Liu Che said, "Are your parents here to celebrate your birthday? Go wash up and be refreshed so they don't worry. I'll be leaving first."

Xue Jiuyue hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't leave. My parents are very kind, especially my dad, who is very naughty."

"Let's do it another time." Liu Che was still so gentle. "It would be very abrupt and rude if I showed up so suddenly."

Xue Jiuyue couldn't deny Liu Che's reason, "Then I'll accompany you to finish breakfast and then take you home."

"Do you have to be so polite? Besides, I'm not a child. I should stay with my parents first. Go wash up quickly. There's no time here, but there is outside. We'll have guests coming soon."

"Then send me a message when you get home."

"OK."

"Xiao Shi, happy birthday!" Although Xue's father's voice can be heard almost every day, this kind of voice, without the barrier of distance and without the need for transmission, resonates more deeply. Xue Jiuyue excitedly throws herself into her father's arms like a child, and then hugs her mother tightly. The warmth in her parents' arms is an eternal memory.

Xue Jiuyue brought two cups of warm water to her parents before asking, "Why are you here?"

"How could we miss such an important birthday of yours? It happened to be the weekend, so we flew here early in the morning to give you a surprise. But when we knocked on the door, no one answered. We entered the password ourselves and found that there was no one there. You gave us a scare." Mother Xue was still bothered by the tension just now.

"I went out for a drink with friends last night to celebrate, and then went straight back to the store to sleep."

The message in Xue Jiuyue's words touched her mother's nerves. "Male or female? Is it safe? Is it her boyfriend?"

"Very safe, just an ordinary male friend! Mom, did you fly all the way here just to urge me to get married?"

"Your mother has an incurable disease. Don't worry about her. Come on, girl, let me see if you've lost weight. Have you suffered enough by being alone?"

"Dad, you see it every day on video. Everything is fine here, don't worry. If someone comes to the store later, don't tell them it's my birthday today."

"Why don't we all celebrate for you as a family?" Mr. Xue likes lively occasions.

"The only purpose of a birthday is to remember that it is the day of mother's suffering. Unfortunately, my mother came here today, and the gift I sent to you was completely missed by you!"

Xue Jiuyue's words touched her mother deeply. "Silly child, your birthday is a day to celebrate you. It's enough for you to be filial and think about your mother. Why would you ask for a gift? Wouldn't that cost a lot of money?"

"Mom, if money is not used for transactions, it is just a piece of waste paper. Don't be so frugal. Spending my money on you is the most legitimate use of it." Xue Jiuyue saw her father's naive smile and added: "Well, and Dad."

"Well, that's what a good little Shi is." Dad was very pleased, but he still insisted, "It's your birthday, and it's your 30th birthday, so we should make a big deal about it. Your mom and I came here just to celebrate your birthday with a lot of fun."

"Let me tell you two a story." Xue Jiuyue changed her tone to that of a child, "Someone saw an old man herding sheep on the hillside and asked him how many sheep he had.

'128.'

"How old are you this year?"

"I don't remember that!"

"Why, you can remember how many sheep you have, but you can't remember your own age?"

"A sheep can be stolen by others, but who can steal my age from me?" So I insist that birthdays are used to remember the kindness of parents. Do you think this is the truth?"

After telling a philosophical story in a playful tone, Xue Jiuyue added, "And the most important thing is that your presence is my happiest birthday gift. I should just share my happiness with the people I care about most. Why add karma to other people's lives?"

The couple exchanged glances, and the usually sensible father Xue spoke first, "It's your birthday, you have the final say, celebrate it however you want!" He then looked at mother Xue beside him and sighed, "Xiao Shi has really grown up and has his own ideas, right, my dear?"

Because it was the weekend, Qiu Nian, Ke Yike and others came to the cafe together.

Xue Jiuyue's parents Lin Yiyi and Zhou Ying had met each other before, but Ke Yike and Qiu Nian were meeting them for the first time.

Everyone came over to say hello, especially Ke Yike, who went to the bathroom to smoothen her hair.

"Dad, Mom, let me introduce you two. Yiyi and Zhou Ying, you've both met them."

"Hello, uncle! Hello, aunt!"

"Hello, uncle and aunt!"

"Good, good, you two sisters are getting more and more beautiful!" Mother Xue praised with a smile.

"This handsome guy is called Qiu Nian. He used to be a customer in the store, but now he's considered half an employee."

Xue Jiuyue often mentioned him on the phone, and Xue's father said with a smile: "Hello, Qiu Nian, um, he is a handsome guy."

Mother Xue added, "I heard he's young and promising, not bad."

Qiu Nian's face flushed instantly. "Hello, uncle, hello, auntie, thank you both, you are so kind."

Without waiting for Xue Jiuyue to introduce herself, Ke Yike began to introduce himself, "Cough..." He had just finished his signature clearing cough when he suddenly felt it seemed impolite and swallowed the rest back.