Chapter 189 Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?
The answer is too hot to handle.
Shan Qingshan couldn't bring himself to say it.
Zhou Chong didn't press for an answer.
When the lights came on, Zhou Chong acted as if nothing had happened, cutting and dividing the cake, and even cut two pieces separately and put them aside.
When Qian Wei picked up the cake, she accidentally got some pink cream on her hand, and her eyes lit up.
"Brother Qingshan, don't move!"
Shan Qingshan was taken aback.
Qian Wei then used her hand to dab the cream onto Shan Qingshan's nose.
"Is it good-looking?!"
Everyone looked over.
Shan Qingshan immediately became the focus of attention.
His ears burned, and he hurriedly tried to wipe them, but Zhou Chong smiled and held his hand.
"A rare sight indeed! Let me take a picture first."
Shan Qingshan looked at him with displeasure.
Zhou Chong happened to capture a photo of her with a hint of resentment and a slight frown on her delicate brows.
Great! Cute!
Zhou Chong frantically pressed the shutter button, taking several photos in a row.
In the final photos, there were afterimages of Shan Qingshan reaching out to hit him.
After eating the cake, the group played games together noisily.
The commotion lasted until nine o'clock. Qian Wei insisted on singing "Happy Birthday" to Shan Qingshan before leaving, but Dong Hailan covered her mouth and dragged her away.
Quan Jing took Dong Hailan's bag and said goodbye to Shan Qingshan, also taking two Polaroid group photos from Zhou Chong.
One by one, people left, and the room gradually quieted down.
Zhou Chong sat on the sofa organizing photos.
The photos covered the sofa.
Zhou Chong picked out a stack of photos.
"Youliang, someone will be coming to clean the room soon, keep an eye on things. Xiaobao and I are going out."
"Oh, okay."
Shan Qingshan: "You have other plans? That's fine, Zhou Chong."
This day was not only the day he, Shan Qingshan, was born, but also the day he lost his mother.
When he was a child, he didn't know how to spend this day.
Grandma decided that they would live separately.
Today is my birthday, tomorrow is my death anniversary.
Later, he didn't want to celebrate anymore, so Shan Qingshan's birthday disappeared from the world, leaving behind Susan's death anniversary.
But from yesterday until now...
Some people plan ahead, some squeeze in time amidst their busy schedules, and some travel from afar.
The warmth and care from those around him, Zhou Chong's meticulousness and expectations.
Shan Qingshan couldn't bear to let all of this go to waste.
This was already a very grand and heartwarming birthday.
That's enough.
That's all...
"There are still people we haven't seen."
Zhou Chong packed his things, put his arm around Shan Qingshan's shoulder, and walked out.
The sky outside is filled with stars.
Zhou Chong led Shan Qingshan to the lakeside, where they boarded a speedboat and got into a car.
After driving for more than twenty minutes, we stopped outside the cemetery.
Dan Qingshan was stunned. He only came to his senses when Zhou Chong bent down to unbuckle his seatbelt.
Zhou Chong seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled calmly.
How can we leave our parents behind on our birthdays?
Zhou Chong got off the bus.
The cemetery caretaker came to greet us; the door had clearly been left open on purpose.
The cemetery should have been eerie at night, but with the stars overhead and his own flesh and blood sleeping there, Shan Qingshan didn't feel scared at all.
Fresh bouquets adorn the graves of Susan and Shan Mingli.
Someone came during the day.
"It's Aunt Zheng. She asked me for my address a few days ago."
Zhou Chong squatted down in front of Susan and Shan Mingli's tombstones, took out the two cakes he had reserved, and burned the Polaroid photos he had brought one by one, offering them to Shan Qingshan's parents on the other side of the river.
Shan Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly.
photo……
cake……
Unexpectedly, Zhou Chong was prepared.
"Mom and Dad, it was a very lively birthday for Xiaobao today. Many people came. We had lunch at Aunt Zheng's house. This is Aunt Zheng's daughter."
Zhou Chong tossed in a group photo of Aunt Zheng's family.
"This is the light board she made for Xiaobao, and it got smashed."
The photo on the light board was thrown into the fire, and it caught fire as soon as the fire started.
"This is where Xiaobao is celebrating his birthday today."
"These are Xiaobao's college classmates."
"These are the people we met on the show."
Shan Qingshan looked at him, his eyes slightly moist.
"This is Xiaobao's birthday cake... This is a gift Xiaobao received... This actress is Qian Wei, yes, that's her. She smeared cream on Xiaobao's face, and Mom and Dad will scare her to death in her dreams tonight!"
Shan Qingshan: "..."
The tears that hadn't yet welled up suddenly stopped.
He squatted down next to Zhou Chong and took the photo.
"She means no harm, don't go."
"You don't like it."
"I don't."
Shan Qingshan burned them one by one.
Zhou Chong objected, "You can't do this. Aren't you going to tell Mom and Dad and let them interpret the pictures down there?"
"..."
Shan Qingshan returned the photo to him.
The firelight illuminated Zhou Chong's face as he muttered to himself.
The tombstone was also illuminated by the firelight.
Shan Qingshan couldn't help but reach out and touch the cold tombstone.
Then I heard Zhou Chong put his hands together in prayer, looking very devout.
"Mom and Dad, please remember to bless Xiaobao so he will always love me! We'll get married next year! I can't wait!"
"..."
The ultimate mood-destroyer!
Shan Qingshan was both ashamed and surprised.
Does he feel uncomfortable if he doesn't say something nonsensical in front of his parents?
"Shut up!"
Zhou Chong chuckled and said, "I've finished speaking. I'll shut up then."
Zhou Chong took out two peanuts from his pocket.
One was placed in front of the tomb.
One was handed to Shan Qingshan.
Their eyes shone brightly as they watched Shan Qingshan take the package and peel it open.
Like a dog that has seen a bone.
Shan Qingshan glanced at him. Even if this guy's love-struck brain was cured, he would still stick out his tongue.
Shan Qingshan gave one to Zhou Chong and ate the other himself.
Zhou Chong: "Do you want to spend some time alone with your parents?"
"Um."
Zhou Chong stood up and kissed his forehead.
"Don't feel guilty. Your mother gave birth to you because she loves you! If you're not doing well, they'll be sad! This isn't an either-or choice! Only children make choices; adults want both! They're there for your birthday, so tell them you miss them."
"Hmm...I understand."
"Don't cry secretly, or I'll come over and French kiss you! There are so many people here, hundreds of people will watch us French kiss!"
"...You should leave now."
Zhou Chong then got up and walked away. Looking back, he saw Shan Qingshan leaning against the tombstone, not saying a word, just nestled there, as if asleep, all alone.
Zhou Chong's deliberately teasing tone chilled him to the bone; he felt so sorry for him.
He didn't want to French kiss.
He just wanted to hug him.
His baby has never been held by his parents.
I used to lie in the graveyard.
Now we rely on tombstones.
That tombstone looks so cold...
After leaning against the wall for a while, Shan Qingshan opened his eyes and saw Zhou Chong in the distance, who was so heartbroken he was about to cry. Suddenly, he felt much better.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Mom, Zhou Chong is a good person, isn't he?"
Shan Qingshan tilted his head and rubbed it against the tombstone.
"Miss you."
"I will live a good life and will come to see you often."
Shan Qingshan lovingly touched the tombstone and stood up.
Zhou Chong immediately came forward and took his hand.
"Thank you."
Zhou Chong paused slightly, frowned, and said unhappily, "Isn't this too formal? All you do is say thank you, not even give me a kiss?"
"..."
Zhou Chong brought his face close to Shan Qingshan's, his eyes screaming, "Kiss him!"
Shan Qingshan used his words to shut him up.
"They're all people."
"Okay, okay, let's go outside to kiss. Let's walk faster. It's too slow. How about I carry you? If you're shy, I can carry you on my back or even carry you out."
Dan Qingshan's face flushed, and she grabbed him, "...Walk slowly."
Zhou Chongshun slowed his pace, took his hand, and swayed it childishly yet happily.
"Xiao Bao, is your wish today related to me?"
Shan Qingshan didn't want to tell him.
Zhou Chong chuckled, "I know even if you don't tell me." There must be a connection!
Otherwise, what's the point of watching him!
That little look in his eyes, that little expression, it was as if he was writing his gratitude and love all over his face!
"Xiao Bao, which of these gifts you received today is your favorite?"
Dan Qingshan's face was as pure and elegant as snow, with a faint smile on her lips.
"The first one I received today."
"Me?!"
When Shan Qingshan looked back at Zhou Chong, who was filled with surprise, joy, and happiness, his eyes betrayed a barely concealed emotion as he forced himself to remain calm.
"how?"
Zhou Chong was overjoyed and grinned mischievously as he stuck his finger to Qingshan Xiaobao's forehead.
Superb understanding.
"I didn't realize that my wife likes me wearing Pinru's clothes."
"..."
Shan Qingshan didn't understand the joke, but he had a feeling that Zhou Chong was referring to the pajamas.
My cheeks are burning.
"It's you, not the clothes... Stop doing that... It's too, too provocative."
Zhou Chong almost burst out laughing, and happily led him back home.
Back at my accommodation, it wasn't even midnight yet, but the staff had already cleaned the room, and the roses were still there, filling the room with their fragrance.
You Liang and You Baichong were playing video games in the room.
Hearing the door open, You Liang poked his head in and asked, "Brother, you're back?"
"Um."
You Liang walked up to Zhou Chong and lowered his voice.
"Brother, do you want to have a showdown with your sister-in-law until dawn tonight?!"
Zhou Chong: "He's going to work tomorrow."
"Do you want it to last longer than half an hour?"
"..."
Is this part still ongoing?
You Liang furtively took a small box out of his pocket and placed it in Zhou Chong's hand.
"I'll help you out, brother!"
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