Lu Yan then realized that Zhuang Yan had led her to a nearby stream. As they approached the water, Zhuang Yan tapped the grass with a stick, and fireflies fluttered their wings and flew into the sky.
Lu Yan was watching the fireflies, and Zhuang Yan was watching her from the side.
Once, Zhuang Yan passed by this place and discovered female fireflies, so he guessed that fireflies would appear here at night.
This morning, when he heard Lu Yan say that Ling Xuan was going to take her to see fireflies, he immediately thought of this place.
Zhuang Yan casually asked, "Where did you and Ling Xuan go today?"
Lu Yan found a rock to sit on, propped her chin up, and looked up at him: "We didn't go to the amusement park, so we didn't ride the Ferris wheel. We just strolled around the nearby shopping mall and then randomly picked a shop to have coffee. Ling Xuan prepared a bouquet of roses for me, but I didn't accept it..."
Lu Yan recounted everything from beginning to end, as if to show her loyalty: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
He didn't really have anything he wanted to ask, but he was a little concerned about the red dress Lu Yan was wearing.
"You wore this dress this morning, why did you suddenly change it after you came back?"
Lu Yan patted the stone next to her: "Come sit down, I'll tell you."
The two stones were very close together, so physical contact was inevitable after sitting down.
Lu Yan glanced at him sideways, slowly leaned closer, and rubbed her chin against the clothes on his shoulder: "Whether it's the red dress in the morning or the red dress in the evening, it's all for you to see, so I changed it as soon as you left in the morning."
Zhuang Yan felt a tingling sensation in his ears and involuntarily tensed his neck.
He quickly changed the subject, placing the bag in front of Lu Yan: "Let's open the gift."
"Hold this for me." Lu Yan handed the fox in her arms to Zhuang Yan, then squatted down and opened the bag.
"cake?"
"Yes, I made mango mille-feuille." He remembered that Lu Yan in his previous life loved mangoes.
"You can make cakes?" It was indeed an unexpected surprise, and Zhuang Yan happened to make her favorite mango mille-feuille.
"This is not difficult."
Lu Yan opened the box and touched a switch, causing the colored lights around the cake to suddenly light up.
Zhuang Yan lit the candles to celebrate Lu Yan's 27th birthday.
Lu Yan closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and made a wish. The flickering candlelight illuminated her face.
Zhuang Yan asked, "Shall we eat the cake first?"
Lu Yan shook her head: "I want to take a picture first, with my phone."
She adjusted the brightness of her phone and handed it to Zhuang Yan. Good scenery doesn't need editing or filters; you can take a great photo with just a snap.
Lu Yan sat amidst the fireflies, a cake with lit candles beside her, and a pink fox in her arms. She looked up and smiled, the night breeze gently caressing her stray hairs, her eyes misty like water, like a thousand stars.
Zhuang Yan squatted down, took out his phone, found the right angle, and quickly snapped a picture.
"Are you done taking pictures?"
"Wait a minute." Zhuang Yan got up and walked towards her. "You seem to have something on you."
"What?" Lu Yan thought there were bugs on her body, so she raised her hand and slapped them off.
"Don't move." Zhuang Yan called out to her as he reached out his hand.
Lu Yan really stopped moving, watching Zhuang Yan approach nervously. The only sound around her was the rustling of the wind through the treetops.
Zhuang Yan's fingertips touched the little fox in her arms. She lowered her head and, with the help of the dim light, saw Zhuang Yan pick something up from inside.
Zhuang Yan lifted it up, and a necklace swayed in mid-air. His eyes were smiling, and his voice was extremely gentle.
"This is for you."
This is a very simple clavicle necklace, adorned only with a single red bean. This simple design is hard to go wrong with and goes well with any outfit.
Lu Yan's eyes lit up. She looked at the necklace in Zhuang Yan's hand, and then at Zhuang Yan himself.
"Did you buy this today?"
"Hmm, do you like it?"
This is a gold necklace. Gold is never cheap. According to the market price, it costs four or five hundred yuan per gram. With the craftsmanship fee, this necklace costs four or five thousand yuan.
For wealthy people, something worth four or five thousand is like something worth four or five hundred; it's worthless.
Lu Yan has seen all kinds of valuable gifts in her life, ranging from millions to tens of millions.
Once people are satisfied with their material needs, they begin to pursue spiritual fulfillment. Gifts are no longer about their monetary value, but about the sincerity with which the giver puts their heart into them.
Zhuang Yan spent the whole day completing tasks and exchanged his points for 7,000 yuan in cash. He used the 7,000 yuan to buy her the most expensive gift possible. By this day, he should have very little money left.
Lu Yan took the necklace from Zhuang Yan's hand: "It's so beautiful, I really like it. It matches my dress perfectly. Can you help me put it on?"
This necklace is too cheap for Lu Yan. She deserves better. Zhuang Yan took the necklace and thought silently that he would have to buy her a better necklace after the recording was over.
Lu Yan felt the heat coming from behind her. When Zhuang Yan put the necklace on her, his fingers inadvertently brushed against her skin. Her mind wavered, and her desire not to let Zhuang Yan go deepened.
Fireflies fly upwards, seemingly merging with the stars to form a sky.
The moonlight was brighter than a flashlight, and its pale silver light fell on Zhuang Yan. He looked like the moon, like the moon that belonged to her.
At this point, it seems that saying anything would easily ruin the atmosphere, so it's better to say nothing.
There are many mosquitoes at night, and even if you spray mosquito repellent, you can't completely avoid them. Zhuang Yan brought an insect killer, but the insect killer has a strong smell. It can kill mosquitoes, but it will also kill fireflies.
Zhuang Yan took off his coat and draped it over Lu Yan's upper body to cover her arms.
Lu Yan: "I'm not cold."
Zhuang Yan explained, "It's for blocking mosquitoes."
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