Tonight's birthday was celebrated at home, but it was much more lively than ever.

After nightfall, Li Luoqing and Yuan Xiaohui also left. Yu Zhile finally left, helped to pack up the things, closed the store, and secretly kissed the cute girl at the corner.

“There are so many cakes…”

"It's okay, put it in the refrigerator tomorrow morning, we will eat it as breakfast."

"Uh-huh."

"Then I'll go back."

Yu Zhile rode the little sheep home until he left the alley and Xia Zhengyue took back her eyes.

"Mei'er, stop watching, the store is closed."

“Meow.”

The cat lying on the plastic high-legged red chair yawned lazily. It also ate the cake, and the hair on its mouth was found to have a faint creamy sweet smell.

Xia Zhengyue took the hook and prepared to close the iron gate. Xue Meier jumped out of the chair and arched the chair into the room with her big head.

This is Meier's exclusive sunbathing chair. During the day, it will push it out and lie on it to bask in the sun, watch the store, and at night, it will push it back and put it in the corner.

After getting old for the past two years, it can't push and jump up. Usually, Xia Zhengyue helps it take it out and take it back.

It's different now. Mei'er is invincible and can push her chair into the house.

The chair rubbed against the floor, making a crackling sound.

Xia Zhenyue looked funny and remembered her playing with Meier when she was a child.

At that time, her parents were not at home, so she pushed the train at home with Meier, just pushing a chair and running around the room. Meier sat on the chair, and she pushed it from behind, and she was still whimpering.

"You sit on it, my sister pushes you."

"Meow?"

Xue Meier jumped to the chair easily, and Xia Zhengyue bent down and pushed the chair and the cat into the house.

The chair was put down and the cat was picked up. Mei'er is now much new. Xia Zhenyue didn't want to know why, but she was just happy.

Fang Ru took the cat in her arms and touched its big head: "Mei'er, help me take out the gift."

"Meow."

Xue Meier jumped down, ran into her room, and came out with a comb on the dressing table.

This is a gift Fang Ru bought for her daughter, a delicate wooden comb, and fortunately the express delivery arrived today.

"The comb is here?"

"Well, I just arrived at noon. Mom combs your hair?"

"good."

Xia Zhengyue took a small stool obediently and sat down in front of her mother.

Fang Ru hasn't comb her hair for a long time. Although it was a newly bought wooden comb, she sported it with her hands for an afternoon and smoothed the subtle wooden frizz. It was a boxwood comb.

Xia Ziyue's hair is very long, and her hair is like hers. She has never dyed and permed before, but it is as soft as silk.

When holding it in your hands, it feels very textured. Yu Zhile likes to play with her hair and enjoys the feeling of her hair slipping from her fingers.

It was very comfortable for my mother to help comb her hair. Xia Zhengyue narrowed her eyes and felt the comb gently scratching her scalp, creating a slight sense of heat.

Fang Ru combed her hair very slowly and carefully, from Xia Ziyue's forehead and sides to the root of the hair behind her neck, holding a comb in her right hand and her hair in her left hand.

She is already an eighteen-year-old daughter, and she looks good, and the old mother is very proud.

"Xiaoyue's necklace is so beautiful."

If you comb her hair, you will naturally easily find the thin platinum necklace on her neck.

The chain is simple but not lacks temperament. The pendant is a minimalist and artistic heart-shaped pattern, which best suits the clean temperament of the summer pillow and moon.

"Um……"

Xia Ziyue bit her lip lightly and drew circles with her fingers flat on her thighs.

She hadn't been willing to take off her necklace all day, after all, this was a 18th birthday gift from Yu Zhile.

"Is it given by Zhile?" Fang Ru smiled, gently lifting her fingers and looking at it.

"Um……"

Xia Zhenyue explained again: "He bought it with his own money. Zhile is very good at writing books. The manuscript fee is more than me. He also paid the tuition fee himself. He is a very capable person..."

"Mom knows."

Fang Ru remembered what happened in the morning and couldn't help laughing: "If he didn't have this ability, he wouldn't dare let me marry you to him in the morning."

"Mom~!"

When it comes to morning events, summer pillows and moons are ashamed.

I’m so embarrassed to say that you have agreed to marry your daughter to him!

Then what else can the sensible Xiaoyue do? She can only obey her elders and marry him with grievances...

"And..."

Fang Ru's expression was not very natural, and she said softly in her ear: "When you live together, you... I mean... girls should pay more attention. My mother either refuses to agree or takes safety measures. After all, you are only eighteen or nineteen years old... Then you buy a box and prepare it..."

As she grew up, except for her first time having her husband, my mother said such shameful words to her, never thought that her mother would remind her specifically today.

"Mom~!"

Xia Zhengyue's tone was even higher, her ears were so red that she wanted to run away.

"We are not what you think... we all sleep in different rooms!"

"Mom knows, just reminds you that love is always deep..."

"Mom, I know better than you."

“…”

"No, don't say it anymore, it's so embarrassing..."

“…”

After washing up, Xia Zhengyue took her mother back to her room to rest, and she also went back to her room to prepare to go to bed.

As for the instructions of "buy a box and prepare it", she should not do it.

Wouldn't it be even more dangerous if he saw it?

There will be classes tomorrow morning, and six days of classes this week, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days.

Year after year, time passed quickly. After meeting him, time slowed down. She could even clearly recall every detail from the beginning of getting up every day before going to bed.

Xia Zhenyue lay on the bed on her back, and Xue Meier also lay on her back, with her big head resting on the softness that Yu Zhile had never pillowed before. Close her eyes and enjoy her gently combing her hair.

"Mei'er."

“Meow?”

"Good night~"

“Meow~”

The lights turned off and the girl fell asleep.

The cat sneaked into the next room.

...

As autumn approaches, it becomes much cooler in the early morning.

The regular fan automatically turned off in the middle of the night, and the curtains were slightly white. As time went by, the room gradually became brighter.

At around 5:30 in the morning, the sun was not rising and the room seemed dim.

“Meow, Meow.”

There was a fluffy itch next to her cheeks, and Xia Ziyue's eyelids trembled, she frowned slightly, and then opened her eyes.

"It's dawn..."

“Meow.”

Xue Meier stood beside her pillow and looked at her.

"At half past five, Mei'er woke me up so early today..."

“Meow wow.”

Xue Meier screamed twice, jumped off the bed, jumped onto the table, and turned on the light in the room.

The girl who just woke up was a little confused, but she also noticed that Mei'er's behavior was different from usual. Because her mother was physically inconvenient and when there was an emergency, Mei'er would come over and call her like this morning.

"What's wrong?"

“Meow.”
To be continued...