Chapter 129 Happy Birthday
Time flies, and it's December 30th again—Zhang Pengfei's birthday.
On this day last year, Zhang Pengfei was almost punished to death, and what followed was an endless period of punishment.
Looking back on this year, from that day onward, they endured countless hardships and immense suffering, and both of them nearly met their demise.
Chen Jingyang decided that this time he had to make the most of it and turn what was once the worst day into the best day.
The heavens were exceptionally kind to us; it was a Saturday, the sky was clear and blue, and there was no wind.
Early in the morning, Zhang Pengfei opened his eyes first. The curtains were very good at blocking out light, and the room was dim. He picked up his phone and checked the time; it was already 7:30 in the morning.
The moment he moved, Chen Jingyang's snoring stopped instantly. He tightened his arms around Chen Jingyang's waist, pressed his head against the back of Chen Jingyang's neck, and asked in a voice as if veiled by a thin layer of gauze, "Baby, are you awake?"
"Hmm." Zhang Pengfei opened the curtains a crack, and bright light immediately streamed in, automatically pushing the dimness of the room back into the corner.
Chen Jingyang closed his eyes and rubbed against his back, taking a deep breath as if he had smelled some extraordinary fragrance. He greedily pressed against him, his breath hot and warm. Zhang Pengfei felt itchy, so he turned around and cupped his face in his hands.
Since giving Chen Qinian a big thrashing last time, Chen Jingyang has been in high spirits, full of energy, eating well, and gradually returning to his usual exercise routine.
In addition, Zhang Pengfei officially finished all his treatment courses yesterday, and Chen Jingyang was in a great mood. His handsome face finally got rid of the sad tone and regained its former vitality, making him more and more likable.
“Chen Jingyang.” Zhang Pengfei’s fingers slowly traced his face. “You’re really good-looking.”
Chen Jingyang slowly opened his eyes, took Zhang Pengfei's hand in his palm, and gently kissed it: "Baby, you are even more beautiful."
Zhang Pengfei's lips curled up, and the corners of his eyes curved slightly, with a hint of smugness.
Chen Jingyang looked at him, his heartbeat unconsciously slowing down, as if he had finally caught up with a certain calm rhythm.
Sunlight crept across the floor and stopped beside their clasped hands, spreading warmth little by little in the winter morning.
Life is peaceful and serene, time is gentle and tranquil.
"Happy birthday, baby!" Chen Jing raised his hand and flipped Zhang Pengfei onto himself. Their eyes met, chest to chest.
Their breaths gradually intertwined, their faces slowly drew closer, their noses touched, and then their lips and teeth collided.
After Zhang Pengfei broke his fast, he counted the days on his fingers. Chen Jingyang was constantly aroused by him and, after receiving confirmation from Teacher Tang, they now made love twice a month, with a strong tendency to go up to three times.
Zhang Pengfei is now completely different from before the surgery. Perhaps his previous views have been reshaped. He is very proactive and open every time, and he will not stop until Chen Jingyang complains that his cheek hurts!
"Baby, how about we save it for tonight?" Chen Jingyang gently pushed him away and said softly, "It seems that Sister Li has already prepared dinner. We still need to go see your mother later."
Zhang Pengfei nodded. He has always had strong self-control, and he has now basically recovered to his pre-operative level, so he can still control this level.
He looked up, reluctantly extending a finger and tracing it down Chen Jingyang's cheek: "These are all mine, no one else is allowed to touch them!"
Chen Jingyang smiled indulgently: "Yes, they're all yours. No one else can touch them except you."
His hand gently caressed Zhang Pengfei's waist, his eyes gleaming with desire: "Baby, if you don't get down now, you might never get down again!"
"Oh!" Zhang Pengfei slowly slid down, reached out and turned on the light, illuminating the room and completely driving away the little thoughts that had surfaced in his heart.
The two got dressed and went out. Hua Hua was already sitting in the living room waiting for them, with her red suitcase next to the sofa.
Zhang Pengfei glanced at it and said, "Aren't you only staying at your mother's for two days? Why are you using this big suitcase?"
"The small box can't hold it all!" Hua Hua's legs dangled on the sofa, tapping up and down: "I'm going to my mom's to paint, I've brought my easel and paints."
Hua Hua wasn't good at studying, but she did have some talent for drawing. After the teacher accidentally discovered this talent, she finally found an excuse to praise her.
Hua Hua naively believed that she was born to be a painter, and her interest in painting grew even stronger.
After starting boarding school, Hua Hua would go to the health and wellness center with Zhang Pengfei almost every weekend, and they would usually stay overnight before returning.
This was exactly what Chen Jingyang wanted—he could spend Zhang Pengfei's birthday alone that evening and enjoy some quality time together.
It was the same French restaurant he had booked but couldn't go to last year, and the same watch that had been thrown away and then returned. Chen Jingyang stubbornly reenacted everything that hadn't happened last year.
It was as if time had rewound, returning to this day last year, but without Cai Minmin, without punishment, without the smart ring, only his long-planned birthday dinner.
An exquisite cake was brought out, and the overhead lights suddenly went out, leaving only the candles on the cake shining brightly.
"Baby, make a wish."
Zhang Pengfei thought for a moment, smiled at Chen Jingyang, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes very devoutly.
"Whoosh~" She pouted her red lips slightly and blew out a gentle breeze, extinguishing all the candles.
Zhang Pengfei cut the cake and quickly cut out a small box. He looked at Chen Jingyang with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's this?"
"Take it out and let me see."
Zhang Pengfei took out the box, opened it, and took out a gleaming silver wristwatch.
On the watch face, there are two hands clasped together, and upon closer inspection, you can see the pinyin "feiyang".
Do you like it?
Zhang Pengfei pouted: "I like it, but I don't like wearing this thing."
Zhang Pengfei has little desire for money and almost no vanity. Even now, he only buys practical things and doesn't even glance at so-called luxury goods.
This is the same as before the surgery; it seems to be something he was born with. Chen Jingyang had noticed it long ago, but men sometimes need something to show their status.
Chen Jingyang stood up, took the watch, squatted down, and put it on his wrist.
Zhang Pengfei's skin was a translucent, cool white, like the first snow of winter before it was covered in dust.
When this watch, worth over three million, is wrapped around the wrist, it's like adding a perfectly placed gold trim to a flawless piece of chalcedony, embodying the phrase "complementary beauty" in a way that is visible to the naked eye.
Chen Jingyang couldn't help but lower his head and gently peck at Zhang Pengfei's wrist a few times, then looked up and solemnly wished him a happy birthday: "Baby, happy birthday, and may you be happy every day!"
Lost in their sweet romance, the two didn't notice that after the waiter left, the door wasn't closed properly, leaving a crack. A small, red-glowing dot recorded everything.
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