Chapter 193 Do you like me a little bit too?
Gu Zhiyuan was wearing a sleeveless long dress today. There were several mosquito bites on her arms, which were very conspicuous on her fair and delicate skin.
Judging from her condition, she has been waiting here for a while.
Shen Xubai looked at her smiling face. Although his expression was cold, his usually distant and cold voice unconsciously took on a touch of tenderness: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Why didn't you send me a message?"
Gu Zhiyuan's eyebrows curved: "Can it still be called a surprise if I tell you?"
She thought Shen Xubai would come back straight after dinner, and when she couldn't see him, she thought about going home first. But then she changed her mind and thought, maybe if she waited a little longer, he would come back. She waited for a while, and waited until now.
Looking at her bright smiling face, a strange feeling surged in Shen Xubai's chest, like a damp rain mist, entwining him in strands. The feeling was strange and unfamiliar.
Gu Zhiyuan didn't notice his stunned expression. She glanced at the time and said, "There are still ten minutes until twelve o'clock. Hurry up and open the door. There's still time."
Shen Xubai pressed his fingerprint to unlock the door. Just as he was about to say something, Gu Zhiyuan rushed in with the cake and gifts, and turned back to shout at him, "Hurry up, there are only nine minutes left."
Shen Xubai lowered his head and laughed helplessly, then followed.
Gu Zhiyuan walked into the living room, turned on the light and changed his shoes in one go, put the cake on the table and started to unwrap it.
Inside the transparent box was a cake that didn't look very delicate, tied with a blue ribbon and a beautiful bow.
Gu Zhiyuan opened the box, put three candles in it, and then lit them with a lighter.
"Come here and make a wish."
Ms. Wen would hold such a ceremony for him every year, but he hadn't made a wish for many years, and it seemed that he didn't have any special wishes.
Gu Zhiyuan pulled him in front of the cake and looked at him expectantly: "You have too many wishes and don't know how to make them?"
Chen Xiubai looked at the dancing candlelight, lowered his eyelids, and opened his thin lips slightly: "I don't have any wishes."
I don't believe this either.
For Shen Xubai, with healthy and open-minded parents and a successful career that had reached the pinnacle, it seemed as if there was nothing he wanted. He had money and status, and besides work, he didn't care about anything else in particular.
Gu Zhiyuan reached out to turn off the light, frowning: "How can I not have a wish? I never have enough birthday wishes every year."
Shen Xubai curled the corners of his lips: "Then I will give this wish to you."
Gu Zhiyuan looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock. It was too late, she blurted out.
"I hope Shen Xubai will be safe, happy and prosperous year after year!"
"Blow out the candles!"
Shen Xubai raised his eyes and met her bright eyes, which reflected the flickering candlelight, like floating tiny stars. He bent down and blew out the candle.
"Happy birthday!"
In the darkness, Gu Zhiyuan's voice was vivid and light.
The corners of Shen Xubai's lips rose unconsciously.
Just as I was about to turn on the light, I suddenly heard a scream from the side.
He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Gu Zhiyuan's wrist.
Gu Zhiyuan accidentally hit his elbow, and was pulled so hard that he lost his balance and fell forward.
Suddenly, there was a touch of warmth in her arms. Shen Xubai held her wrist and was stunned.
Gu Zhiyuan's nose hit his chest and she took a breath of cold air. Then, a cold woody scent came into her nose. It was the scent of Shen Xubai.
She tugged at his clothes, blinked, her heart beating like a drum.
For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the clear breathing of the two people.
Their warm breaths intertwined, and the difference in body temperature between men and women made the touch more obvious.
Shen Xubai's breathing became heavier and his body stiffened.
He calmed himself down, helped her stand steadily, and let go of her hand: "Just stand here, I'll go turn on the light."
"Okay." Gu Zhiyuan was rarely well-behaved.
The living room was lit up again. Gu Zhiyuan closed his eyes and then opened them.
Shen Xubai looked at her: "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Gu Zhiyuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable, her cheeks slightly hot: "It's okay, I just bumped my elbow into the corner of the table."
"You can cut the cake first. Even though you may have eaten it, it's different."
She unpacked the knife and handed it to him.
Shen Xubai looked at the cake in front of him. The cream was obviously uneven, and it was obvious that it was not professionally made.
"You did it?"
Gu Zhiyuan tilted his head: "Yeah, not bad, right?"
Shen Xubai nodded: "Yeah, not bad."
Gu Zhiyuan pursed her lips, her eyes bright with smile.
After dividing the cake, the two sat at the table and ate. Shen Xubai didn't like sweet food very much, but he finished the portion on the plate.
"By the way, I have a gift for you." Gu Zhiyuan took out another bag and handed it to him, "I know you don't need it, but this is a gift from my heart, you must use it!"
Shen Xubai opened the box, and inside was a limited edition fountain pen, engraved with exquisite patterns, generous and noble.
Gu Zhiyuan moved closer: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
"No," Shen Xubai closed the box, his eyelashes slightly lowered, and he was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly he looked up at her and asked, "Do you know how old I am this year?"
"Thirty," Gu Zhiyuan said without hesitation, "Of course I know."
"You're only twenty-two." He spoke slowly, his voice a little obscure.
Gu Zhiyuan blinked in confusion: "So what?"
Chen Xubai lowered his eyes: "Our living habits, circles, and hobbies are completely different. The me you see is not all of me."
Gu Zhiyuan: "Habits and hobbies can be cultivated slowly. Two people are different. Don't try to use this excuse to reject me again."
Shen Xubai's fingertips shrank slightly, and he heard her continue to ask: "Is this what you are worried about?"
"Since you've started to consider these issues, can I understand that you like me a little bit?"
He raised his eyes and met her dark, round eyes, which were full of anticipation.
His Adam's apple rolled, he lowered his head to look at the pen in his hand, and opened his thin lips slightly: "I will tell you this question when you really understand me."
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