As he leaned on her like this during the day, Zhang Shuang's face turned slightly red.
Lu Tiao thought she was joking and glanced at his watch: "Shi Wang should be leaving the stage in twenty minutes, let's hang up the balloons."
The other members suddenly put down their scripts.
Daytime sleep is baffling: "What are you doing?"
Lu Tiao hung up the ribbon and said, "Schoolmate, don't you know that today is Shi Wang's birthday? I sent you a message."
Zhoumian was puzzled: "Is today the 30th?"
She picked up her phone and looked at the date. It was indeed the 30th. Lu Tiao's message was ranked too far back, and she hadn't had time to read it.
The male member who was said to be late was also walking backstage.
It was only after a daytime nap that I realized that there was no such thing as a stage rescue; it was all just a prelude to a surprise.
As for the performance costumes, Shi Wang is 1.9 meters tall, so ordinary trousers would probably be too short for him. If they were not specially customized, how could they be just right?
And why did everyone show up in such good shape on a big weekend?
Zhu Meng lowered his eyelashes slightly.
It seems like I can see the drama club from the past preparing for Shiwang’s birthday.
Lively and noisy.
After so much time, he is still popular and still in a position that everyone pays attention to.
He seemed to have not changed at all, but she looked very old.
Lu Tiao asked Zhang Shuang, "Have you prepared a gift?"
Zhang Shuang snorted, "I blew up so many balloons, but that doesn't count as a gift. It's not Senior Zhou's birthday. If it were Senior Zhou's birthday, I would blow up eight hundred balloons and prepare a birthday gift."
People around were laughing.
Xiaomian stood up and said, "I'm going to go out for a while, you guys go ahead and do your work."
There is a faint feeling of depression in my chest, as if I have returned to three years ago.
Everyone revolved around him and he seemed like the protagonist.
But she was still his partner.
Lu Tiao asked, "Schoolgirl, have you prepared anything?"
Zhumian gave a perfunctory smile and said, "Go buy it now."
She walked out of the theater, letting the wind blow across her face and mess up her hair.
She thought that she had let it go long ago after reaching this position, but when she fell into such an environment again, she was still shrouded in a sad atmosphere.
She happened to walk to the school's commercial district and walked into a random boutique. She pointed to a box of cotton balls and said, "Please wrap myself up in gift paper."
A simple box of cotton balls that costs only twenty yuan.
The clerk was a little surprised, because no one would use gift paper to wrap such daily necessities, and it seemed too cheap as a gift: "Are you sure?"
Daytime sleep expressionless: "Yeah."
The clerk was shocked. This was too perfunctory.
The money spent on gift paper and wrapping bags combined is more than the money spent on cotton balls.
Who is this person?
After Shi Wang got off the stage, he went to the theater's dressing room to change clothes and take a shower.
Because people are often sweaty after performances, and their costumes are not always clean, the National University Theatre has placed shower cubicles in the dressing rooms.
The water from the shower head was quite strong, and it wet his hair a little. He casually combed it back into a slicked-back style. His jet-black hair and eyes were both shrouded in a deep, dark gloom.
When I came out, I wiped my ears with a towel and went back to the backstage. I don’t know why, but the backstage that was bustling just now was now completely dark.
He tentatively touched the switch, and the moment the lights came on, everyone in the theater shouted, "Surprise!"
Shi Wang looked at the people who suddenly appeared in front of him. Lu Tiao was standing in the center holding a cake, and the others were holding gifts or salutes.
He was covered in colorful ribbons, but subconsciously tried to find a place to take a nap in the crowd.
Finally, she stood behind the crowd and looked at him with a dull expression, but even though her eyes were dull, he couldn't help but feel happy the moment their eyes met.
No wonder she came today even though there was no announcement.
The crowd sang: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Shi Wang, may Shi Wang always be a handsome guy!"
The funny chorus made Shi Wang, who usually had a cold face, feel a little funny, while Zhu Mian felt a little breathless.
Three years ago at Nancheng No. 13 Middle School, he was also surrounded by people like this, and she looked up at him humbly and expectantly in the crowd, as if looking up at the unreachable clouds.
Some people won't care even if you travel long distances to see them.
He only cares about the people he has traveled across mountains and rivers to meet.
There was no way he could like her, so they would just be nodding acquaintances like they were now, exchanging a few words at most, and being in the same drama club.
She has no regrets about her efforts.
She didn't want to look back all the time, so she treated him as a new person she met. She didn't want to become a petty person, otherwise it wouldn't be a daytime nap.
But the hurt that has been suffered will always be vivid in the mind, and any similar atmosphere can easily evoke the despair.
He treated her as a friend, so she forced herself to be generous, but it turned out that she was still brooding over the hurt that girl had suffered three years ago.
I truly feel sorry for my past self, so much so that I have the urge to behave in a dishonest way.
He didn't like her, so she had no motivation to retaliate. He didn't feel the same way. She couldn't be the villain with the moral high ground and return all his malice to him truthfully.
Everyone cheered and asked Shi to make a wish.
I don’t want to watch it during the day, so I lower my eyes to look at my phone to cover my slightly red eyes.
Shi Wang closed his eyes, but she was still in front of him.
Such a calm and gentle face, sometimes with a hint of contempt, but that was her appearance.
He blew out the candles and everyone asked him what wish he had made.
Shi Wang looked at the cake, and Lu Tiao said, "What do you know? It won't work if you tell it to me."
The people next to him urged him.
Shi Wang looked at the sleeping Zhuo outside the crowd and couldn't help but look at him again and again.
Everyone piled the gifts onto Shi Wang's usual seat. When Shi Wang came over and sat down, she nervously asked her softly, "Is yours among these?"
Xiao Mian looked up and knocked on one of the boxes.
Shi Wang was always very gentle when facing her: "What is it?"
Zhuomian said in a cold tone: "Sanitary tampon."
Shi Wang was puzzled: "Sanitary tampons?"
Zhumian tapped his earlobe.
And Shi Wang suddenly understood what it was.
Sanitary tampons.
When washing his hair or taking a bath, he usually plugs his ears with cotton balls to prevent water from flowing into the ear canal.
Today's rescue was very sudden. He was not prepared. Even though he was very careful, water still went into his ears.
On the way back, I kept wiping the ear with a towel so that the ear that could hear was no longer covered like a drum and could hear the outside sounds.
He thought he was the only one who knew everything.
But he didn't expect that she would understand all his feelings and sufferings.
Zhu Mian lowered his head and sent a message to Gu Qingxu: "Come and pick me up now."
Gu Qingxu's reply was still gentle: "Okay, wait for me at the theater entrance."
But when Shi Wang looked at her calm and indifferent profile, his heart couldn't help but fall, as if falling into the gentle breeze blended with the fragrance of the crabapple, and being brushed by the cold and indifferent branches of flowers, he couldn't help but want to get close to her.
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