Gong Yao followed her gaze.
"That's right, a birthday present."
Gong Yao took out the pink gift bag.
"Do you want it dismantled now?"
Lin Zhenzhen blinked curiously: "What is this?"
"I promised to bring back a gift for you."
Gong Yao's eyes sparkled like stars, and a gentle smile played on his lips. He handed the bag to Lin Zhenzhen: "Open it and take a look."
Lin Zhenzhen tried to lift it and commented, "It's a bit heavy."
"Hmm." Gong Yao gazed at her quietly.
Lin Zhenzhen swallowed hard: "The way you're looking at me makes me really nervous."
Gong Yao was taken aback: "Then I won't look at you."
As he spoke, he turned around, like a large, docile dog.
His back is broad and gives a sense of security; he looks like someone you can lean on.
Lin Zhenzhen shook her head, trying to banish the strange thoughts from her mind.
She then took a deep breath, opened the bag a crack, and slowly lowered her head.
The light inside the room wasn't very strong, so at first she couldn't tell what was inside.
But soon, Lin Zhenzhen froze completely.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth gaped open in disbelief.
After a long pause, he finally managed to stammer out an incomplete sentence.
"This, I'll give it to you..."
Gong Yao turned around and nodded slowly: "It's for you."
"But this is yours..."
"I said I would come back to see you with a gold medal. I kept my word."
Gong Yao bent down slightly and moved closer.
His eyes were clear as a mirror, and Lin Zhenzhen saw her own panicked face reflected in them.
"This is my first gold medal, and now it belongs to you."
Lin Zhenzhen opened her mouth; in fact, her mouth hadn't closed since she received the gift.
After a moment, she finally came to her senses: "No, I can't accept it, it's too valuable."
Gong Yao's eyes darkened: "Are you going to reject me?"
How is she supposed to answer that?
It was indeed a refusal, but saying those two words felt like it carried a different meaning, so it just felt awkward.
"It's not that I'm refusing, it's just that I feel it's not quite appropriate." Lin Zhenzhen thought for a moment, "This gold medal is very important to you, you should keep it safe."
"It is indeed very important; it is arguably the most precious thing I have right now."
Thinking of the hardships he had gone through, Lin Zhenzhen felt as if her throat was blocked, and she couldn't say anything more.
"But it is precisely because it is precious that I want to give it to you. Without you, I would not be who I am today."
Lin Zhenzhen's hand trembled, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, causing her nose to sting for no reason.
"Gong Yao..."
"I'm back!" Li Huiran suddenly pushed open the door.
At the same time, Lin Zhenzhen swiftly stuffed the pink handbag in her hand into her schoolbag on the table behind her.
She looked up somewhat guiltily and saw the smile that Gong Yao couldn't hide on his lips.
So in the end, she still accepted it.
"I got the gift back!" Li Huiran waved the small box and fried chicken delivery bag in her hand. "What a coincidence, I just ran into Teacher Lin downstairs."
"I didn't expect that tonight, besides cake, there would also be my favorite fried chicken!"
Lin Zhenzhen smiled to hide her complicated emotions: "As long as you get through tonight and stop complaining about dieting, that's fine."
"...Ugh! You're so annoying."
Lin Simiao, carrying the cake, walked at the back: "Huiran doesn't need to lose weight at all."
Li Huiran faked two sobs: "Teacher Lin, I am very strong-willed, you don't need me to comfort you."
Lin Simiao smiled and said, "It's perfectly normal for young girls your age to pursue beauty."
"But I think it's important to establish a correct aesthetic sense. The standards of beauty are inherently diverse. Don't be limited by other people's ideas, don't just follow the crowd, and learn to think independently."
Lin Zhenzhen was the first to raise her hand: "I agree."
Li Huiran pouted: "You're a beauty, so your agreement isn't convincing."
Gong Yao followed suit and raised his hand: "I agree too."
"The same applies to handsome guys!"
Li Huiran waved her hands haphazardly: "Alright, alright, all of you, stop touching on my sad memories. Let's eat our cake."
The cake Lin Simiao ordered came from a privately owned pastry shop that has been open for many years.
Since she was ten years old, Lin Zhenzhen's birthday cake every year has been from their family.
As soon as the packaging was opened, Li Huiran exclaimed in surprise.
"The cake is so pretty, all pink and delicate."
“Xiao Zhen likes pink.” Lin Simiao smiled gently.
"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, the little girl who used to cry with snot running down her face and want me to hold her is almost an adult."
Speaking of pink, Lin Zhenzhen suddenly thought of the birthday gift Gong Yao had prepared for her.
That pink tote bag must have been carefully chosen by him.
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