Wu Di hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Where's Ji Mengyao?"

Shen Yiyue looked outside in surprise.

"She drank too much and started to feel dizzy. She went home and lay down."

Wu Di replied.

"Hahaha, she's really drunk."

Shen Yiyue covered her mouth and laughed: This Mengyao is just lame.

It's okay to bring a bunch of alcohol and get drunk.

"So, what's up with you?"

Ning Yu also stood next to Shen Yiyue and spoke with some confusion.

"Well, it's like this, Mengyao's birthday is coming soon."

Wu Di spoke slowly, taking off the rose gold-rimmed glasses he had been wearing just now, as if he was still a little uncomfortable with wearing glasses.

"I want to give her a gift, but I don't know what girls would like."

There was some hesitation in his words, but unfortunately there was no expression on his face, and there was a strange feeling.

"Dear, I suggest you give yourself to her. She will definitely be satisfied."

When Shen Yiyue heard Wu Di's words, she immediately showed an expression of "I understand so well" and couldn't help but make a joke with him.

"Huh? What? What does this mean?"

Wu Di naturally didn't understand what Shen Yiyue meant.

"Ah! Xiaoyu, why did you hit me?"

Shen Yiyue's smile suddenly stopped, and she was hit by Ning Yu's hand from the side:

"Be serious, you idiot."

Ning Yu glanced at her and said to Wu Di, "She was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"Then Xiaoyu, can you give some suggestions?"

Shen Yiyue covered the place where she was hit and looked at Ning Yu with some anger.

“Hmm.”

Ning Yu held his chin and fell into deep thought.

How could she know about pleasing girls? She had no experience in this area in her previous life.

"How about sending flowers? And a cake?"

"puff!"

Shen Yiyue burst out laughing: "Xiaoyu, you seem like a straight man!"

When Ning Yu heard her ridicule, she pursed her lips and looked at her unhappily, her eyes seemed to say 'then just tell me now'.

"Well, when you give a girl a gift, you have to give her what she likes!"

Shen Yiyue then spoke and began to talk about her strategy as if she knew everything about it.

"Not all girls like flowers, you have to understand what she likes~"

"Is there something she has always wanted, something she has intentionally or unintentionally revealed she wants?"

"You can quietly prepare something she likes and give her a surprise on her birthday!"

Wu Di listened to Shen Yiyue's strategy, nodded in confusion, and fell into deep thought.

"Well, the things Mengyao likes or thinks about."

"Cigarettes, alcohol, and baseball caps. But these bases have them all. Hmm."

Shen Yiyue started to think when she saw Wu Di's scene. She immediately covered her forehead with her hands, looking very disappointed: "Hey, you haven't never observed her carefully before, have you? Do you still want to pursue her like this?"

"Ah? You misunderstood. I don't want to chase you."

Wu Di raised his head and tried to argue.

"Oh, yes, yes."

Shen Yiyue didn't believe his nonsense.

"Oh! Yes, she seems to have always wanted a record player."

Wu Di seemed to have suddenly realized something and started to speak, but unfortunately even with this sudden realization, his tone was flat and expressionless.

"Hehe, it seems you already have the answer, go and take action~"

"Remember to do it quietly, don't let her find out, prepare a surprise for her."

Shen Yiyue gave Wu Di a few more careful instructions.

"I understand. Thank you!"

Wu Di bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then whispered:

"Please keep tonight's events a secret for me."

"Don't worry! We'll just pretend you were never here~"

Shen Yiyue immediately said no problem.

"Thank you very much, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, Wu Di left and disappeared into the darkness.

In the dim living room of an apartment, Ji Mengyao was lying on the sofa, looking drunk, with her socks thrown on the floor in a very ungraceful manner.

"Wu Di, where are you? Hurry up and get me a glass of water!"

She squinted her eyes and shouted with a lazy look on her face.

But no one responded.

"Hey! Stinky Wu Di!"

She couldn't help but open her eyes and look around the room.

The light was dim and there was no sound. She was the only one in the room; Wu Di was not there.

"Where did this guy go?"

She slowly leaned against the sofa, pulled up her slender white legs, and then wrapped her arms around her knees.

He buried his head in his arms again.

She thought again of the song Ning Yu played today, the ethereal melody and the lyrics.

I couldn't help but humming.

"How far do I have to go to get into your heart? How long do I have to go to get close to you?"

I always feel like these lyrics are directed at me.

She buried her head even lower, curled up on the sofa, lost her balance and fell down like a wronged little animal.

I always feel that after listening to this song today, my whole mood became a mess.

This feeling is really annoying.

“Crack.”

There was a sound of a door opening outside.

Wu Di quietly opened the door slowly and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no movement in the room.

He put away his shoes and walked slowly into the living room.

Ji Mengyao lay on the sofa as if she was asleep, with her legs crossed, not like a lady at all.

The light wasn't very good in the darkness, but it was enough to see her clearly.

Wu Di stopped and looked at her sleeping for a while, then walked into the room and took out a blanket.

He walked to Ji Mengyao and gently covered her body with a blanket.

I didn't want to wake her up, so I went back to my room and went to sleep.

Just as I stood up and turned to leave, I heard a noise behind me.

"You left me here alone again!"

It was Ji Mengyao. She didn't know when she stood up, and the blanket fell to the side. She hugged Wu Di from behind.

Wu Di felt his body stiffen when he heard the girl's lazy and angry voice.

There was still a hint of alcohol left in her sweet breath from the cocktail, which was enough to prove that the two of them were very close.

Ji Mengyao stuck close to him like this, with her arms around his neck.

"Hey, why don't you say something?!"

Feeling the girl's drunken words, Wu Di gently held her hand, trying to loosen her grip.

However, Ji Mengyao held him tightly and did not let go.

"Mengyao, you've drunk too much."

He tried to defuse the girl's attack with words.

"Who is drunk?!"

Ji Mengyao seemed to be feigning anger when she heard this, and asked in a questioning tone: "Tell me quickly, where did you go just now?"