Birthday
Sang Jiyue originally thought that she knew a shocking secret, or even the truth about this world.
What I heard at the end was actually Sheng Xingzhou's confession.
She declined him politely without any interest and warned him not to interfere in her affairs just because he had feelings for her, otherwise she would turn against him.
Then turn and leave.
Sheng Xingzhou naturally didn't chase after him. He seemed to be deep in thought. Qi Si came online slowly at this time: "Again, we are a rescue system, not a strategy system. You confessed your feelings and got rejected. You deserve it."
“It’s not all in vain.”
Qi Si: "What did you gain? How come I don't know?"
"So this is how Ah Yue treats all her suitors." Sheng Xingzhou said happily, "It seems that Ah Yue and Lin Luoqing really have nothing to do with each other. She's even worse than me."
Seven Four: "..."
Does this mean that someone has changed from having a crush on you to being a pursuer?
Qi Si didn't care about it. After all, there were always hosts who were not in their right mind and insisted on suffering the pain of love.
"Come to think of it, can I really tell Ah Yue about my origins like this?" Sheng Xingzhou asked while Qi Si was online.
Qi Si's tone was calm: "Why not?"
"Shouldn't this be top secret? I'd get an electric shock if I told anyone about it."
"That's right," Qi Si said in a very enigmatic manner, "but this world is different."
"Why?"
"You'll know later."
After showing off, Qi Si quickly logged off.
…
After Sheng Xingzhou's passionate confession, the relationship between him and Sang Jiyue did not see any substantial changes. Sang Jiyue, who had previously said that she didn't need him to take care of her trivial matters, still accepted his care with peace of mind.
Sheng Xingzhou naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sang Jiyue noticed and asked him what was wrong. After hearing his answer, the girl sneered rudely: "Why should I hide from you? I'm not the one with a guilty conscience."
"Although, Ah Yue, I have you in my heart, not because of a ghost."
He still says nice things, but now he won’t lose favor.
They have been living in an unfinished building with Yin Qiao and others for some time. It was obvious that this place was going to be built into a hotel, so there were many separated rooms. With the furniture that Yin Qiao took out from the space and decorated it, it turned out to be a pretty good place to stay.
Although Sheng Xingzhou didn't like living with them, he couldn't stand Sang Jiyue's insistence on staying. For this reason, Lin Luoan would tease her from time to time, but Sang Jiyue showed an unusually good temper in front of outsiders. After being rejected a few times, Lin Luoan continued to ignore her as before.
During the day they would go out to clean up the zombies wandering around, but Sang Jiyue never took action and began to maintain her weak personality.
It is autumn now, but the heat of midsummer has not yet passed. Until today, a heavy rain fell, washing away their breath. Naturally, they don't have to go out to kill zombies today.
But Sheng Xingzhou had to go out to help Sang Jiyue walk the dog.
When he came back, he was soaked. Sang Jiyue glanced at him and said slowly, "Why are you so wet?"
"It's okay, it will be done in a while. I'm in good health and won't get sick." Sheng Xingzhou smiled brightly.
"I said dog."
Sheng Xingzhou snorted coldly, looking like he was a little bit angry.
Sang Jiyue threw a dry towel to Sheng Xingzhou: "Wipe it off."
He took it, squatted down, and wiped it on Dafu, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was held down by Sang Jiyue.
Her white fingertips landed on the back of his hand, the force was very light, but it made Sheng Xingzhou's movements suddenly pause.
"What's wrong?"
Sang Jiyue seemed to find it a little funny. She said, "I'm talking to you."
The towel is for Sheng Xingzhou.
Sheng Xingzhou paused for a moment before reacting, but Sang Jiyue had already left with Dafu.
She did not live on the same floor as Yin Qiao and the others. She and Sheng Xingzhou lived on the floor above them. There were only the two of them in the entire floor.
After taking off Dafu's raincoat and wiping off the rain, Sang Jiyue walked to the window, put her hands on the rough windowsill, and looked at the heavy rain outside. The dripping rain washed away the heat and blood of the past few months. A gust of wind blew, and a few strands of cold rain were blown onto her face, bringing a cool feeling.
Sang Jiyue took two steps back to avoid the chill and eliminate the possibility of getting sick.
She looked at the rain curtain that was strung together like broken beads, feeling dazed.
In this rainstorm that will last for three days and three nights, the world will be renewed, and a small number of people will gain supernatural powers that cannot be explained by science. These magical abilities, called superpowers, will make some people destined to be extraordinary in this apocalypse.
For example, Sang Huai.
He will awaken a highly aggressive lightning ability, and from then on, he will be invincible.
Everyone in Yin Qiao's team, except Yin Qiao, will awaken their special powers one after another.
At that time, the only people without special abilities were Yin Qiao and her.
But of course she can't compare with Yin Qiao.
If she wanted to stay in their team, she had to be valuable. She had tried her best to kill zombies in order to gain a place.
However, those who are destined to be enemies will not change because of her desperate efforts.
In her previous life, Sang Jiyue spent two years until her frail body was completely exhausted before she suddenly saw the light.
This time she was going to drain them all, at any cost.
It's only been two years anyway.
Sang Jiyue believes that her future life will be very interesting, and she will return everything she experienced in her previous life intact.
Although it might be a little tough.
But she is not seeking revenge alone. Sheng Xingzhou will definitely help her. It would be better if he could awaken his special powers, otherwise their days ahead may be difficult.
That night.
While Sang Jiyue was still listening to the sound of rain in a daze, she suddenly heard footsteps outside. A flame flickered outside the door curtain, and Yin Qiao's voice came: "Ayue, can I come in?"
After receiving Sang Jiyue's response, the door curtain was lifted and Yin Qiao walked in briskly, followed by Lin Luoqing holding a cream cake.
Sang Jiyue was not too surprised, because this happened every year for the past two years. He would come with a cake to celebrate her birthday at exactly 12 o'clock.
The last time she celebrated her birthday with them in her previous life was when she turned seventeen. After the apocalypse, everything changed.
Yin Qiao and Lin Luoqing said in unison: "Ayue, happy birthday~"
Through the dim and warm light of the birthday candles, Sang Jiyue was in a trance for a moment.
Lin Luoqing placed the cake on the table. A smile appeared on the thin boy's face. "Why are you so stunned? Don't we come here every year?"
"Fortunately, A Yue found us this year, otherwise our Xiaobao would have to celebrate his 18th birthday alone. I would have cried my heart out." Yin Qiao pulled Sang Jiyue over to sit down.
Sang Jiyue tilted her head and looked at Yin Qiao, who was sitting on her left, and seemed a little confused: "Qiao Qiao, why are you crying so hard?"
"I would be very sad if A Yue was lonely." Yin Qiao said with a smile.
"I know, you said that before." Sang Jiyue stared at the exquisitely crafted cream cake, seeming a little surprised.
Lin Luoqing placed a crown made of paper on Sang Jiyue's head, with the words "Happy Birthday" written on it in marker. The boy smiled and said, "You have to blow out the candles first, little birthday girl."
Two people sat next to her, one on each side. Seeing her obediently close her eyes and make a wish, they began to clapping their hands and singing birthday song to her.
The cheerful singing lingers in my ears.
In the past, Sang Jiyue would make a wish every year that Sang Huai and Shen Haoming would get out of her house, or that Yin Qiao would stop playing with Sang Huai.
It has never been achieved.
Sang Jiyue was no longer at the age to believe in such things. She closed her eyes quietly for a while, her mind empty, and she had no intention of making a wish at all.
It won't happen anyway.
When the time was almost up, she opened her eyes. Yin Qiao covered her ears with his hands. Lin Luoqing opened the firework tube, and with a "bang", it fell on Sang Jiyue.
He applauded and said, "Congratulations to Ah Yue for completing her coming-of-age ceremony!"
"Tonight we will take you into the adult world!" Yin Qiao took out three cans of beer in a different way: "Clang clang~"
"Eat the cake first!" Lin Luoqing said disapprovingly.
Yin Qiao pouted: "Okay, Ah Yue, cut the cake quickly."
"Where did the cake come from?" Sang Jiyue asked while cutting the cake.
"I provided the ingredients, and Qingqing provided the craftsmanship." Yin Qiao stared at the cake and said, "It's the same as in previous years."
Sang Jiyue's eyes softened: "Then I guessed it, it must be Brother Qingqing's cake."
"Of course." Lin Luoqing said with rare pride: "Ayue likes the cakes I make the most."
The soft and dense cream blooms on the tip of the tongue, and the sweetness is just right. It is indeed a strange yet familiar taste.
Lin Luoqing asked Sang Jiyue: "Ayue, what wish did you make just now?"
"How can you say that? If you say it out loud, it won't work." Yin Qiao continued, "But it's possible. We're here to help you realize it!"
Sang Jiyue smiled and said, "I wish that my brother can make the most delicious birthday cake in the world and celebrate my birthday every year."
"That will definitely come true." Lin Luoqing clenched his fists and said happily.
Yin Qiao raised his hand: "And me, and me too. From now on, the three of us will celebrate our birthdays together every year."
“…”
The young boys and girls shared the cream cake and talked about everything under the sun. Their clear voices intertwined with the sound of rain outside the window, like a short piece of music.
After Yin Qiao and Lin Luoqing left, Sang Jiyue still sat there without moving.
She only took a sip of the beer before Yin Qiao took it away, leaving only a small, untouched cake on the table.
Sheng Xingzhou, whose feet were nearly numb from squatting outside, tried to come in and saw Sang Jiyue, who seemed to be in a daze. But the next moment, Sang Jiyue said, "What were you doing squatting outside for so long?"
"You're so perceptive." Sheng Xingzhou was surprised, then explained, "You were celebrating your birthday with your friends. I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't come in."
Her expression was very gentle: "Are you here to celebrate my birthday too?"
"I don't know how to bake a cake." Sheng Xingzhou sneered: "I'm here to give you a gift."
Sang Jiyue spread out her hands towards him.
Sheng Xingzhou took out the envelope hidden in his arms and handed it to Sang Jiyue.
Sang Jiyue glanced at it, threw it away casually, and showed some disgust.
The old guy actually wrote her a love letter.
However, Sang Jiyue did not judge this. She handed the remaining piece of cake on the table to Sheng Xingzhou and said, "I'll give you some good luck."
"Left it specially for me?"
Sang Jiyue: "I'll eat the leftovers."
Sheng Xingzhou didn't point it out. As he left the room, he said, "Ayue, you must read the letter I gave you. Don't forget it."
"Know."
He curved his lips and said to her, "Happy coming of age, Xiaobao."
Sang Jiyue: "..."
As soon as Sheng Xingzhou left, Sang Jiyue picked up the envelope and opened it quickly and neatly.
She wanted to see what sweet love words Sheng Xingzhou had written.
A black card with a very textured feel fell out.
Hey, isn’t it a love letter?
Sang Jiyue held the card, feeling somewhat puzzled.
What is this?
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