Autor: Bitter Days Tradução automática
Hao Cheng's expression became strange. He was conflicted and wanted to say something, but he hesitated. It seemed he wasn't willing to mention the matter.
2"What's wrong?" Liang Yunsheng looked at Hao Cheng. She didn't know why he suddenly made his expression.
2"Nothing." Hao Cheng shook his head. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Sir never celebrates his birthday. Miss Yunsheng, you don't have to bother to prepare."
2This was too out of Liang Yunsheng's expectations!
Hao Cheng, who always liked to jump between the two of them, actually said such a thing. Initially, Liang Yunsheng thought that after he said this, he would jump up happily and take out a pink ribbon to help her wrap her gift.
2But he gave her a reaction she didn't expect.
2It would be a lie to say that she wasn't disappointed. Liang Yunsheng had long memorized the special day and decided to give Yin Qianchen a surprise. She had hoped to see his expression beyond the iceberg.
2Although Liang Yunsheng didn't know why Yin Qianchen didn't have the habit of celebrating his birthday, she still decided to give him her birthday present.
2No one would hate receiving a present!
Moreover, Liang Yunsheng had already made all the preparations. The present she gave to Yin Qianchen wasn't only a small gift made of soft clay, but also a painting that she had drawn herself. She had also already booked a train ticket to a small city in central Anhui. There were green mountains and rivers there, but the key point was that it hadn't been polluted by the commercial atmosphere.
2There were no famous historical sites, but the blue sky and white clouds were similar to the scene in the painting. When she thought of giving Yin Qianchen a gift, she inexplicably thought of the small city and the blue sky.
2Where had Yin Qianchen not been? The seven continents and four oceans of the world had probably traveled. He probably wouldn't have noticed the scenery at the foot of the mountain, though.
2These things weren't valuable, but Yin Qianchen clearly didn't lacked things like money.
2Since Hao Cheng had said that, Liang Yunsheng thought that she shouldn't make him her ally. This time, she would make her own decision.
2Liang Yunsheng had already made a set of lifelike clay figurines. She arrived at the station early the day before Yin Qianchen's birthday.
2It was early autumn. There were a few cicadas, that hadn't yet disappeared, chirping on the trees, as if they were still telling people about the aftertaste of the summer.
2Liang Yunsheng carried her bag and held her mobile phone in her hand. She wrote, deleted, deleted and wrote. Finally, she sent a message to Yin Qianchen, telling him that she was waiting for him here.
There was no response for a long time. This wasn't like the usual Yin Qianchen. Liang Yunsheng's message was from her personal phone. As long as he wasn't busy, he would at least give a reply no matter what his thoughts were.
2If Liang Yunsheng remembered correctly, Yin Qianchen hadn't left the house before she went out. He wouldn't have left the house after such a short while, right?
2Perhaps, she was too capricious?
If Yin Qianchen didn't come, she would go alone.
2The phone suddenly rang. Liang Yunsheng's heart suddenly sped up and jumped to her throat. However, when she took a look, it wasn't Yin Qianchen.
2It was Hao Cheng! He probably noticed that she was out and called to ask why.
2"Hello?"
2"Miss Yunsheng, where are you?" Hao Cheng sounded very anxious.
2"What happened?"
2"You really want to treat Sir well, right?" Hao Cheng asked.
2Liang Yunsheng was stunned. She didn't know why Hao Cheng suddenly said that, but she responded softly.
2"If you really treat Sir well and want to help him celebrate his birthday, I'll pick you up now and go somewhere. Please, you must help him."
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