Chapter 853: Extra Story: Talking about Love and Watching Love 84
"Happy birthday!" Bai Lu leaned against the door and said, "It's past 12 o'clock, and it's already your birthday. The old man said that birthdays can only be celebrated in the past, not later, so I thought about it, and decided to celebrate my supper tonight.
Eat cake tonight!”
Bai Lu waited and saw that Bin didn't speak, so she continued, "What's wrong? You don't speak?"
"I'm so touched, I don't know what to say." Bin said, looking at the cake.
"Don't be moved. Blow out the candles quickly, otherwise it won't burn the sheets. Oh, and before you blow out the candles, remember to make a wish."
Bin blew out all the candles on the cake in one breath. Bai Lu turned on the light, walked up to him and asked, "What wish did you make?"
"If you don't tell, telling will not work."
"So bad, I'll treat you to a cake." After Bai Lu said this, she put some cream on her finger and spread it on Bin's nose.
"Wow, that's too much. I can't let you go." Bin said as he put cream on Bai Lu's face. They were playing around with the cake, and the beating turned into a kiss.
"This is not good," Bai Lu pushed Bin away and said, "Everyone is covered in butter."
"This is more romantic. I want to eat you and the cake together."
"You are bad...
It’s always fun when you’re fussing about it, but it’s always painful when you’re cleaning up the mess, Bai Lu thought, looking at the quilt in the drum washing machine. Yesterday, after all the fussing, he went straight to take a shower. But he had to clean up the mess there.
He had to change the quilt, sheets, and pillowcases. After he took a shower, he didn't care whether his hair had been dried or not, so he just lay down on the sheets he had just changed and snored. He had to take a shower, wash his hair, and blow dry again.
Dry head
I was busy until almost 3 o'clock before I could go to bed. When I got up in the morning, I had to wash the quilt and sheets again. It was so painful! Forget it, for the sake of his birthday, forgive him once, Bai Lu thought with a smile. But that's it.
I'm so sorry for Jiaming. We haven't seen each other for so many months. We just met at noon yesterday and tossing around with other men like this in the evening is really not a good woman. Seeing as how she is such a bad woman, how could she think of Jiaming on Bin's birthday?
Jiaming took out the handkerchief that he had treasured for 20 years. Twenty years had already stained the original white handkerchief with the traces of time. But everything that happened that day 20 years ago was still fresh in his heart. He was only 5 years old that year, Bai Lu
Only 7 years old.
"Jia Ming, you're bleeding." Bai Lu said nervously.
"Oh...it hurts so much, Sister Bailu." Jia Ming cried.
"Jia Ming, be good, don't cry. Sister, help you bandage it." Bai Lu took out a snow-white handkerchief to bandage his wound.
"But Sister Bai Lu, your mother bought you a new handkerchief."
"Silly Jiaming, what do we have to do with each other? Let alone a small handkerchief, even if you ask me to go up the knife mountain and go into the frying pan for you, it's no problem."
"Sister Bai Lu, you are so kind to me."
"Hehe, I am so kind to you, I have selfish motives."
"What are your selfish motives?"
"I hope you can be so nice to me next time when I fight with that little fat guy at the intersection."
"Well, no problem, Sister Bai Lu, I will be good to you all my life."
"This is my good brother. Come on, let me help you, and you can stand up and see if you can do it."
He selfishly left the handkerchief behind. The relocation of his parents made it impossible for him to see Bai Lu every day. But he never forgot her kindness to him and his promise. For this reason, he deliberately chose
The university where Bai Lu studied. On the first day of school, he searched everywhere for Bai Lu’s fragrance.
Finally, Huang Tian paid off, and he finally found Bai Lu sitting quietly by the window in the library reading a book. She was dressed in plain color, and her freshly washed hair was tied up casually with a handkerchief, and she was as beautiful as green leaves.
dewdrops. At that moment, he told himself that Bailu was his bride in this life.
"Bai Lu, do you know? I have loved you for 20 years." Jia Ming clenched the handkerchief and said to himself: "I really can't let go of my 20-year relationship."
Jiaming didn't know why he came to drink. In fact, he should call Yue Yaer, he hadn't called her for almost two days. Picking up the phone, Jiaming hesitated again. He shouldn't delay the girl anymore, he thought,
In fact, I know better than anyone else that they have no future. If this is the case, why bother?
Why have you repeatedly dragged people into trouble? Jiaming turned off his phone and ordered another glass of wine. He thought that since he was here, he would drink a few more glasses. Jiaming didn’t know how many glasses he had drank, and he didn’t know how many more glasses he could drink.
, he only knew that he wanted to drink. Suddenly a familiar voice brought him back and forth from the world of alcohol to reality.