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"It's certainly not very high-end, but I still like it."
"Really? But why do I feel like you're not in a good mood?"
Song Shengsheng drew out a long "hmm" and said, "Maybe it's too cold. I'm shivering a little now."
Jiang Yiyu lowered his head and checked her condition with concern. Seeing that Song Shengsheng's face was red from the cold, he immediately panicked: "Forget it, let's go into the house first. We can talk about the surprise later."
Song Shengsheng squeezed his hand and said, "It's okay. You took the trouble to prepare this. I want to finish it." She smiled and said, "Let me guess. Did you hide something in the plum garden?"
"No, how could that be! I don't use such an old-fashioned trick!"
"Shall we go in and take a look?"
"Okay, let's go shopping."
Jiang Yiyu followed Song Shengsheng and slowly walked towards the plum garden.
Song Shengsheng said, "When I went to buy these trees before, the flower vendor said that the weather was cold this year, so it would be amazing if these trees could bloom more in February. When they bloom again, we can pick a tree with the best flowers and bury two bottles of wine under it for ten or even dozens of years. When we are old, we can dig them out and they will surely be very fragrant."
"Okay, but if we bury this wine for a few decades, it won't evaporate, right?"
"I can't say for sure. I've never buried one before, but I can try."
"Okay. If that doesn't work, I'll just add a little bit every year. I guarantee that in a few decades, when we dig up the jar, we'll have wine to drink!"
Song Shengsheng laughed and said, "Isn't this just deceiving yourself?"
"It's better to deceive myself than to see you disappointed. Honey, in this world, in my eyes, nothing is more important than making you happy. I just want you to be happy."
"With you by my side, how could I not be happy?" Song Shengsheng paused and reached out to touch the star-shaped lantern hanging on the tree branch. "Pluto has its Charon, and I have my Jiang Yiyu. I confessed my love in my teens, and got a response in my twenties. Brother Yiyu, do you know? This year has been the happiest year of my life."
"Me too."
Song Shengsheng turned to look at him and smiled brightly: "Can I get an advance on next year's birthday present?"
"You haven't found this year's yet!"
Song Shengsheng raised her eyebrows slightly. She withdrew her hand from touching the star lamp and twirled her fingers lightly: "The best gift is already in front of you. Do you still need to look for the rest?"
"Are you trying to be lazy?"
"I'm almost freezing to death, and I'm still lazy! Brother Yi Yu, you're still blaming me. You're also allergic to romance. You've only prepared two surprises. Once, when you proposed to me, you took me racing and hiking, but the surprise was over before I even took out the ring. Now, in the freezing cold, you're dragging me on a motorcycle, all the way from the city center to the suburbs. I'm freezing, and you're still treasure hunting here. If you give me a few more surprises, I won't be able to survive."
Jiang Yiyu shrugged innocently, "I've never been in a relationship before, and my imagination is really limited. The little experience I have is all learned from scripts. The male and female protagonists in other scripts engage in this kind of romance, but neither of them can see it."
"I'm smart."
"Yes, yes, you are the smartest."
Song Shengsheng moved closer to him and put her arms around his waist: "Actually, I told you the gift I really wanted on my birthday."
"What?"
"I want you. Having you is better than giving me any gold, silver or jewelry. Really."
Jiang Yiyu tapped her nose lightly: "Haven't I always been yours? Why do I need to give it to you again?"
Song Shengsheng smiled and buried her face in his arms: "But you didn't wear a bow."
"So you really wanted to do something special. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I'm not trying to be special, you're already special enough to me."
"Sweet talk." Jiang Yiyu held her shoulders and asked her to stand up straight. "I'll let you tie the bow later. Your task now is to find the gift I prepared."
Song Shengsheng curled her lips, let go of Jiang Yiyu, turned around and walked towards the depths of the plum garden. In fact, she saw the gift box under the tree after just a few steps, but she was afraid that if she found it right away, Jiang Yiyu would be disappointed, so she walked around in circles a few more steps, and soon she saw another gift box. She looked back at Jiang Yiyu who was still standing at the entrance of the plum garden, and seemed to understand something.
She stood still, calmed down, and looked around. She saw that under each tree with the most stars, there was a gift box lying quietly, some big, some small. The colors of the boxes and the ribbons tied on them were different. Song Shengsheng counted them roughly and estimated that the number of gifts should be exactly twenty-four, the same as her age.
She suddenly felt a little guilty. In fact, Jiang Yiyu's surprise, although well prepared, was indeed a bit crude. It was winter, and these plum trees had just been transplanted, and the surrounding area was bare. If she had taken a closer look, she would have definitely discovered his little thoughts.
But she only cared about telling him that she was cold and complained that he didn't know how to create romance, but ignored his intentions.
Song Shengsheng quickened her pace. She picked up every gift box and piled them together in the middle of the plum garden. Finally, she waved to Jiang Yiyu. Jiang Yiyu found a small cart from somewhere and trotted towards her. Together they moved all the gifts onto the cart.
Song Shengsheng followed him out, hands on her hips, panting heavily. In the end, she couldn't help but complain: "Brother Yi Yu, I finally understand your true intentions. You just took me on a motorcycle ride and I was half frozen to death. Now you've evenly placed gifts in every corner of the plum garden and made me run to find them. I'm warm now, but I'm almost dead tired."
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