Birthday wishes
Today is March 31st, Lu Xinyang’s birthday.
Ji Rongyu had personally confirmed that he remembered this day very well, so Lu Xinyang had been looking forward to it since he opened his eyes in the morning.
It just so happened that the donation to the library was coming to fruition. At the same time, the clothes they had custom-made for the children in the village also arrived. After breakfast, he received a call from a parent. These were all unexpected surprises for Lu Xinyang.
The patterns of the clothes are designed according to the costumes given to the children by the crew. There are two styles in total, one short-sleeved summer suit and two down winter suits.
Since a real library was going to be built in the village, Lu Xinyang thought of letting the children retain their librarian identities, so that they could continue to be the history book group leader and the magic bookshelf leader.
However, the birthday was only Lu Xinyang's birthday. The crew was still operating normally. Moreover, because the whole crew was about to wrap up filming, the director was very strict with the last few days of shooting.
Apart from the half hour of joy he had in the morning when he woke up, Lu Xinyang no longer had any private time and was forced to work around the clock by countless cameras and flashes.
Ji Rongyu took the clothes to the village chief and asked him to distribute them to the children. After that, no one knew where Ji Rongyu went. Lu Xinyang finally made it to lunchtime, but he couldn't find Ji Rongyu anywhere. He had to eat a few buns listlessly and went back to continue filming.
It was not until seven or eight o'clock in the evening that Ji Rongyu appeared in front of Lu Xinyang empty-handed.
Lu Xinyang didn't even have time to change out of his costume, as he could only rest for less than an hour before filming the night scene. Seeing Ji Rongyu coming, his lips, which had been pursed all day, suddenly wrinkled, and he turned away, leaving Ji Rongyu with only his sullen back.
Ji Rongyu looked at his watch and said quickly: "You..."
"I'm angry!"
Ji Rongyu said again: "Today..."
"I already said I'm angry!" Lu Xinyang yelled, "I won't listen to anything you say now!"
It seems that I can't tell her directly, I have to coax her.
Ji Rongyu made a detour to talk: "Hmm... There seems to be a smell in this room. Do you smell the smell of eggs?"
"Don't ask me," Lu Xinyang said, "I didn't lay the egg."
Ji Rongyu: "Well, I know, it was laid by a chicken. I saw you helping mother-in-law feed the chickens a few days ago, right? The chicken..."
"I didn't even lay the chicken! Why do you keep asking me these questions? Why do you have so many questions every day?"
Lu Xinyang was so anxious that he almost ran away with all the grievances in his heart. He thought to himself, why haven't I heard what I want to hear in such a long time? I should be the one asking you, where have you been all day? You're only back now! I'm so angry!
Ji Rongyu almost got anxious. This guy couldn't be coaxed! He didn't understand any roundabout hints at all!
"I want you to stop staring at the chicken and use your brain. Think about what I'm going to make that might use it..."
"You even called me stupid!" Lu Xinyang turned around again, "You clearly said you remembered. You said you remembered that today is my birthday, but you..."
"I do remember!" Ji Rongyu didn't want to waste even a second, and spoke at a rapid pace, like a cannon: "Then the chickens you fed laid eggs! Would you eat the cake made from the eggs?!"
"Huh? Cake?" Lu Xinyang's eyes suddenly lit up. "Did you make this for me?"
Ji Rongyu raised three fingers: "I'll count to three, two..."
"Here I come!" Lu Xinyang jumped over and hugged Ji Rongyu, knocking him back a few steps. Before he could stand firmly, he pulled him out.
"Where's the cake? Where's the cake?"
"At the village chief's house." Ji Rongyu smiled unconsciously. He shook Lu Xinyang's hand back. He could feel the exuberant excitement just from the warm palm that was tightly holding his.
The gate of the village chief's yard was open at this time. Tang Lin and Wen Zhuo helped hang up the lights borrowed from the crew. The group of children who received gifts also came wearing new clothes. Everyone happily gathered around a round table with a double-layer matcha green grape cake on it.
The location here is too remote. There is only one bus that stops at the intersection at 7 o'clock every day to take people to the city center, which is more than two hours away. Ji Rongyu wandered around the unfamiliar city and found a cake shop that was said to have the best reputation. He made a cake by himself.
He used crushed matcha biscuits and butter to mix and press into the cake base, then layered matcha cheese and grape cheese on top, spread freshly made ice cream on top, and then placed coconut jelly and grapes cut in half on it as decoration.
Lu Xinyang made a wish and blew out the candles amid everyone's expectations and blessings, then cut the cake without any hesitation.
A small piece of white and green, with fragrant and dense cheese wrapped in sweet and tender coconut jelly and green grape pulp. The evenly mixed taste of matcha and cheese is smooth but not too sticky, and the ice cream is just a thin layer of frost. If you don’t eat it now, it will melt away coldly.
How could Lu Xinyang not eat it? Of course he ate it one piece at a time!
After distributing the cake to everyone, there was still a lot of cake left, and it all belonged to him. So the cake in his hands turned into bites and bites... and was eaten up very quickly.
The four-and-a-half-year-old girl stared at him blankly, pointed at his plate and said, "Teacher Lu, you have some transparent jelly here. I think..."
Lu Xinyang groaned, "No, there's nothing left. You must have seen it wrong."
Little girl: “…”
"Qinxiang, don't run around, be careful not to get stepped on." Xiaoye came over and carried her back to her seat. Then she took a deep breath with obvious nervousness and turned to look at her friends around her.
The children around seemed to have reached some tacit understanding long ago, and they suddenly became quiet. A few older children whispered to each other for a while, and then ran to Ji Rongyu's side and continued whispering in what they thought was a hidden way.
Ji Rongyu nodded, and then Xiao Ye ran into the village chief's house and took out a small cloth bag.
This was the birthday gift they gave to Lu Xinyang together, but they didn't put it in a gift box. Instead, they used a floral cloth bag sewn by a girl, which was filled with wild flowers and tender leaves that they had picked from all over the village today.
When Lu Xinyang opened the bag, he saw a button-eye rag doll wrapped in flowers and leaves in the middle. It had short hair and very short eyelashes, and its skin was soft. It felt warm and cute in his hands.
"It seems that there is... no cotton in here?" Lu Xinyang said uncertainly.
"Yeah!" Xiao Ye opened her palm to him, holding a cut transparent soft shell. "Teacher Lu, the down jackets you gave us all have this kind of down samples. We collected all the samples and made this doll for you."
Ji Rongyu took out the last down sample they had left from his pocket and hung it on the doll's hand with the matching chain: "Teacher Lu, do you like this gift?"
"Thank you, of course I like it, very, very much." Lu Xinyang held the little baby in his arms and bowed seriously to the group of children.
He then added: "But the clothes are not mine..."
The words were on the tip of his tongue when Ji Rongyu held them back. Ji Rongyu took a step closer and shook his head at Lu Xinyang. Lu Xinyang also took a big step closer to him and whispered in his ear, almost audibly, "You paid for it. I borrowed my share from you."
His car had not been sold yet, so the money for ordering the clothes was charged to them both, half each, but the only investor was Ji Rongyu.
Ji Rongyu still shook his head. Lu Xinyang thought about how Ji Rongyu was unwilling to even deliver food to the crew members himself, so he didn't insist anymore.
The two figures almost completely overlapped. Xiao Ye, who was closest to them, looked at one and then the other, subconsciously wanting to take out a small notebook to write it down, but then changed his mind and let go of his hand.
I almost forgot. The teacher said I shouldn’t remember this.
Ji Rongyu realized that the two of them were too close, so he quietly separated from Lu Xinyang. However, Lu Xinyang grabbed his arm and asked, "Are you planning to return the money I gave to "Falling Color"? Actually, that money wasn't that much..."
It’s indeed not a lot. He is determined to be with Ji Rongyu for the rest of his life, so of course all his money belongs to Ji Rongyu.
Handing over the film remuneration is equivalent to handing over the salary. He didn't want Ji Rongyu to split it so clearly with him.
"You're the only one who thinks it's not much," Ji Rongyu said, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. "A young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth doesn't take money seriously."
"How can I compare with you?" Lu Xinyang asked back, "You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You are much better than me!"
Ji Rongyu: “?”
"And Director Gao, he's even more amazing. He films with a trumpet every day and makes much more money than me. He was born with a trumpet in his mouth," Lu Xinyang counted them off on his fingers. "Look at that lamp, it should be Sister Huang who's in charge. She was born with a golden lamp in her mouth. And the cameraman, he was definitely born with a golden rice bucket in his mouth..."
Ji Rongyu: "??? Wait a minute, shouldn't it be the golden camera?"
"He eats so much that he needs a rice bucket. I can just use a spoon," Lu Xinyang said conservatively. "I'm more quiet."
Ji Rongyu: “………………”
I don't know when it started, but the kids were squatting nearby like little mushrooms. When they heard Lu Xinyang's logic, they immediately jumped for joy and applied it to themselves: "I must have been born with a golden hoe in my mouth!"
"Then I still, I, I have a golden cauldron in my mouth! And a golden bull!"
"I, I, then I am the golden house. Our house was built when I was born."
"I also have a golden hoe!"
"No, I've chosen this one. You can choose something else. You can also... well, for example, a gold-containing table."
"Oh, this one is good too!"
The children looked at each other and talked to each other, and now everyone was shining with gold.
At least the mouth is golden.
Lian Tanglin looked at Wenzhuo and asked, "What do you think I should have been born with?"
The last normal person in the room told him in the most rational voice: "You should go back and ask your mother about this."
Tang Lin shook his head and said, "Then my mother would definitely say, 'I'll give you a golden slap.'"
The cake was eaten and the gifts were given out. Everyone went back home with their new golden glow on their bodies, while Lu Xinyang and Wen Zhuo went back to the set to continue filming.
Before leaving, Lu Xinyang asked tentatively, "Do you want to join us in filming a scene? Just be an extra, eating and drinking tea in the background, something very simple."
Ji Rongyu said: "You ask me?"
"Anyway, don't ask me," Tang Lin said. "I've already performed it a few times."
Lu Xinyang waited nervously for Ji Rongyu's reaction. Ji Rongyu said, "Okay, let's go together."
"real?"
"Um."
"Then... let's put on a show?" Lu Xinyang stretched out a finger, while the second finger was ready to move.
"As many games as you say."
Ji Rongyu was unexpectedly easy to talk tonight, as if Lu Xinyang's birthday was a lawless gold medal, and he would agree to whatever he said.
The screenwriter really went to play a cameo role, even Director Gao was surprised. After Ji Rongyu accompanied Lu Xinyang to finish filming a whole night scene, he was so tired that he had to be carried back to the second floor by Lu Xinyang despite his regular work and rest schedule.
Lu Xinyang was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but after turning over a few times in bed, he inexplicably felt alert again.
"Lend me your pen and notebook." Lu Xinyang threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He turned on the desk lamp that he had never used, casually opened a blank page, and started writing.
Ji Rongyu drowsily lifted his upper body from the bed and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"We're almost done filming," Lu Xinyang's voice was muffled by the warm yellow light, sounding a little low. "By then, it will be difficult for many people to meet up again. I'm afraid I won't be able to remember these friends later, so I want to make a note of them."
"Oh." Ji Rongyu lay back down, his eyes fixed on the ceiling above his head.
Lu Xinyang sat at the table and wrote for a while. He wrote about whoever he thought of. The first group of people he thought of tonight were his best and most familiar friends, so he finished writing quickly.
He closed the notebook and put it back into Ji Rongyu's backpack. He turned off the light and crawled back into bed. In the pitch darkness, he whispered, "Ji Rongyu, are you asleep?"
"No." Ji Rongyu replied.
A long, long silence followed. Lu Xinyang's breathing became heavier and lighter, but in the end he simply said, "Go to bed early. I don't have any scenes to shoot tomorrow morning. I'll take you to the station then."
"Yeah, okay."
Ji Rongyu thought he would not be able to fall asleep tonight, but in fact he fell asleep very quickly, although it was only four or five in the morning when he woke up.
He picked up his already packed luggage, went to the first floor to wash his face and brush his teeth, then left without looking back before dawn.
Coincidentally, yesterday was Lu Xinyang’s birthday, which was also the day when his contract with the crew expired. It was time for him to go back, back to his own world.
He left very lightly, but in fact Lu Xinyang opened his eyes the moment he sat up, but he was also quiet and did not make any sound.
It doesn’t matter, Lu Xinyang told himself in his heart that he was not in a hurry and there was still a lot of time between them.
Everything can be done slowly until spring returns to the earth. No matter what the outcome is, you are not a loser if you have been happy.
He stood barefoot behind the glass window, looking at Ji Rongyu's back and said silently: "Ji Rongyu, see you next week."
"This is my birthday wish, and your cake has heard it."
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