Chapter 292 Happy Birthday, Yangyang
Gu Sheng retreated frantically.
Mr. Bo missed and felt a little regretful. "Captain, why did you avoid him again? Don't do that next time. I'm old and easily embarrassed."
Gu Sheng: “…”
I'm going to die.
He wants to withdraw from the competition.
[Keep going, don’t stop!!! I’m laughing so hard that the bed is shaking!!]
I seemed to see an older version of Rinrin.
[Rinrin is young now, so she still has to have some dignity, right? ]
[The old man once said in an interview that fifty is a hurdle. I guess that hurdle refers to the moral bottom line, right?]
Mr. Bo glanced at Gu Sheng again.
"Don't worry, I think we can become good brothers. After all, we have age and experience. My eldest grandson is still young and doesn't understand many things, but you look very experienced, brother! We must have a lot of common topics!"
Vicissitudes of life?
age?
experience?
These words pierced Gu Sheng's heart directly!
He looked at Mr. Bo's wrinkled face and tried hard not to run to the lake to take a good look at himself.
"Don't be afraid, Captain!" Ji Ran was also cheering himself up, "It's okay! We've survived for so long! We can do it this time too!"
Gu Sheng pursed his lips.
[Ji Ran, your requirements are a bit too low]
Ji Ran: Still low?! Alive! This means getting out of the island alive!
"Pull back!" Qiu Ye shouted and walked towards the tent.
If he doesn't withdraw his troops, the King of Hell will come to take his life!
Before Su Yangyang raised her leg, she looked at Bo Xi and Old Man Bo.
The old man followed the team and turned around to wave his top hat at Su Yangyang.
"Don't be afraid, Yangyang! I'll be back soon!"
Bo Xi also said: "Don't worry, me too."
Qin Ya and Gu Sheng: "..."
Su Yangyang didn't look away until everyone left.
"Let's go." She led the team and walked towards the base.
Xiao He and the others were very sensible and walked in front. Soon, their figures disappeared into the night, leaving Bo Silin and Su Yangyang walking alone.
Bo Silin turned his head and glanced at Su Yangyang.
Under the moonlight, the face was as desolate as ever, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
"The old man said he would be back soon." Bo Silin said, "He won't break his promise."
Su Yangyang nodded.
【Wow, sister Yang is so sad! 】
[It will take several days for me to come back soon, so I must be sad! ]
[Gu Sheng and Qin Ya are the saddest ones, family members, please don't get distracted! ]
[That’s right, is there no one who cares about our Yaya’s life or death? ]
[Now I just want to go to the live broadcast room over there to watch the love-hate relationship between Gu Sheng and the old man]
[Wow, sister Yang's new family is gone right away. They must be very disappointed.]
When he reached the camp, Su Yangyang still kept his head down.
"We're here." Bo Silin's voice came from above.
She looked up and saw only darkness.
"Xiao He." Su Yangyang called out.
No one from the camp answered.
Su Yangyang frowned.
Normally they would light torches to illuminate the base.
And at this time, Xiao He and the others should have already lit the bonfire and prepared dinner.
Why is there no movement?
Su Yangyang's eyes instantly turned cold, and she raised her leg and stepped forward!
A tiny flame suddenly ignited in the night sky.
She paused.
His fingertips quickly pressed on the sleeve arrow.
The next second, my entire wrist felt warm as someone held it.
Looking up, it was Bo Silin.
Bo Silin was smiling and glanced at the other side of the camp.
"Yangyang, look."
Her body remained tense as she slowly turned her head following his movements.
In the night sky, the light of the candle was very faint, there was only one, inserted in the middle of a round object.
Squinting and looking carefully, it seems like... a cake?
Then, someone carrying a cake came out from behind the tent.
First it was Mr. Bo, then Ye Lanzhi, Bo Xilai, Xiao He, Qiao Hefeng...
One by one, with a grin on their faces, they gathered in a group.
Everyone was wearing a family portrait T-shirt.
Dazzling and sparkling.
【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ 】
[Is this what you meant by "coming back soon"?! This is too damn fast!]
【Give me back my tears! They were all in vain!】
[Help! I don’t want to express my true feelings for this live broadcast anymore!!!]
[That's not right. Cake candles? Who passed away? Why is there such a grand celebration?]
[Could it be Gu Sheng? ]
Su Yangyang was stunned.
While the movement was paused, a team over there had already started moving.
There were still faint rustling sounds in the night, as well as a few complaints that could not be ignored.
"Shit, be careful! Don't blow!"
"Don't move! Don't move! Don't knock it over!!!"
"Candle, candle! Protect the candle!!"
"If this blows out, what's the point of living?"
Bo Silin: “…”
He froze.
Then Min Min noticed that the hand he was holding also stiffened.
"What are they doing?" Su Yangyang turned around and asked.
The corner of Bo Silin's mouth twitched: "...Let's take a look first."
[I feel like Linlin knows that his expression means he is speechless]
[It's so funny. I searched on Baidu, hahahahaha, sisters, guess what day it is today?]
[What day? Gu Sheng's death anniversary?]
[Oh my god! It’s Sister Yang’s birthday! ! ! !]
[I lost it? Is it true or false?]
[Really, really, really!! I'm laughing so hard, could this be a birthday surprise??]
Mr. Bo moved slowly, protecting the cake.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over the deserted island, and everyone collapsed and screamed.
"Surround them! Surround them! It's over, it's over, we're going to be destroyed, ahhhhhh!"
Everyone moved around, trying their best to form a human wall!
Bo Silin: “…”
"Let's go." He pulled Su Yangyang up and turned to leave.
"Bo Silin! Stop right there!"
Mr. Bo roared.
He moved even faster, taking small steps and whizzing forward as if he was going at double speed.
The human wall also strode forward!
Bo Silin closed his eyes, and Su Yangyang's gaze was fixed on the surface of the cake.
"Bo Silin." She pulled Bo Silin's sleeve, "There's a corpse drawn on that cake."
Corpse?
Bo Silin turned his head and looked at the cake.
The next second, he pulled Su Yangyang and walked faster.
【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ 】
[From what I observed, it looked like a person drawn with red strawberry jam]
[There seems to be writing on it? ? ]
【Zoom in! Zoom in and see!】
[I can’t stop laughing. High ponytail, red clothes, it’s definitely Sister Yang in the painting, hahahahaha]
[Mr. Bo: A meticulous painting. Sister Yang: What corpse?]
"Stop!" Old Master Bo did a spacewalk and slowly slid between the two people.
Cake is presented.
Several smiling faces came over.
The firelight shone from below up on his face, and the shadows under his eyes had the atmosphere of a horror story.
Behind the grin is a heartwarming blessing.
"Yangyang, happy birthday!"
My dears, my train was late yesterday and I arrived home in the middle of the night. My writing will be a little slower tonight, but I will resume updating tomorrow, my dears~
(End of this chapter)
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