"I bought the roast duck when I came back, so you have to eat it while it's hot."
After Ye Qing finished speaking, she shook her arms and returned home.
Ai Liang closed the door, opened the bag and box, tasted two pieces of roast duck as a token of appreciation, and then stuffed the duck into the refrigerator with the paper bag attached.
It's not that it's cold or tastes bad.
It's simply that Ai Liang doesn't have the habit of eating late night snacks.
In the past, during self-study in the evening, Yue Qihua asked everyone to have barbecue, but he only tasted it.
Ai Liang returned to the sofa, put away the novel, and went to the bathroom to take a bath and wash himself before going to bed.
Tomorrow is not only the weekend, but also his sixteenth birthday.
In the Asian League, sixteen is the dividing line for adulthood.
After your sixteenth birthday, you will be completely independent.
Ai Liang no longer has to worry that his family will forcefully exercise the power of guardian to interfere with his choices on the grounds that he is underage.
………………
Although today is my birthday.
But Ai Liang's actions were not much different from usual.
Get up, wash up, fold the quilt, make tea, make breakfast, everything is as usual.
What he values is that after his birthday, he will be an adult.
Ai Liang didn't feel much about the birthday itself.
It's been a long time since his birthday.
Compared to the indifferent and peaceful atmosphere here in Ailiang, the place next door is much livelier.
The discussion didn't stop early in the morning.
I don’t know where there are so many topics between the girls.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Ai Liang finished washing the dishes and sat on the sofa.
But today, for the first time, he did not read a novel, but picked up his mobile phone to send a message.
Since seven or eight in the morning, my phone has been receiving a steady stream of happy birthday greetings.
At first Ai Liang could patiently reply, but after replying to seven or eight people.
He really couldn't stand it anymore.
Ai Liang simply edited three or four words of thanks as the content of the automatic reply.
As soon as someone sends the keyword happy birthday, the software will reply with the edited thank you message.
Originally, only the four people in their small group knew about Ai Liang's birthday.
But Ma Yu guessed that Ai Liang's birthday had already passed, and they were about to graduate, so they were relatively lax in keeping secrets.
While chatting with his classmates, he accidentally revealed Ai Liang's birthday.
The result was the current scene.
Facts have proved that you are the only one handsome enough, even if everyone has graduated and gone their separate ways.
People will still remember you.
Ai Liang has a relatively cold personality. If nothing happens, girls would be too embarrassed to take the initiative to chat with him.
But now that I have a birthday as an excuse, of course I have to take the opportunity to hook up.
What if there is a drama?
"I'm just worried that it will turn out like this, so I hide my birthday."
Ai Liang looked at the chat list that was full in an instant and felt a headache.
I thought I didn't know how to use chat software at all, so I didn't set anything up.
If I had known this would happen, I should have set up a setting to refuse to add friends, or require consent to add friends.
Just when Ai Liang was still looking for the chat box of the five-person group, his phone received a video call request.
""Ai Liang, happy birthday!""
Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue smiled at the camera together.
"Yeah." Ai Liang responded softly.
Yue Qihua lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone: "Ai Liang, please open the door. The courier will be here soon."
Yang Xingyue said with a smile: "Inside is the birthday gift prepared by me, Huahua, Ma Yu, and Fang Xiaoxiao for you."
"Thanks."
Ai Liang nodded slightly in thanks.
Ai Liang guessed yesterday that Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue must be busy preparing birthday gifts for themselves.
Because neither of them sent him a message all day yesterday.
Although Ai Liang doesn't like celebrating birthdays, her friend is so concerned about her birthday, so if she says she's not happy, it would definitely be a lie.
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong.
As soon as Ai Liang finished speaking, the doorbell rang at the door.
I selected a gift yesterday and had it delivered early this morning on time.
Their choice should be private courier.
Opening the door, a guy wearing a red delivery uniform was holding a big box: "Is this Mr. Ai Liang?"
"yes."
The courier boy picked up his mobile phone: "This service is a birthday surprise, so I didn't send you a delivery verification code in advance. Could you please report your mobile phone number?"
"no problem."
Ai Liang quickly said his mobile phone number.
After a simple verification by the courier boy, Ai Liang's mobile phone received a QR code confirming receipt of the goods.
The courier boy handed over a black pen: "Please sign your name on the express."
Ai Liang scanned the receipt code and raised his hand to write his name in the signature area.
The delivery code is confirmed by the recipient, signed, and then the courier takes a photo of the shipment and uploads it.
The process is a bit cumbersome, but cumbersomeness also has its benefits.
At least it's not like in the previous life, no matter whether it's safe or not, after confirming the house number, just put the express delivery at the door, and the person will disappear.
After signing for it, the courier boy left a message to wish you a happy life, turned around and took the elevator to leave.
Ai Liang closed the door and placed the one-meter-long cardboard box on the dining table.
"Can I open it now?"
Ai Liang looked at the phone and asked.
Yang Xingyue had a blush on her face: "Yeah, of course!"
She, the one giving gifts, was happier than Ai Liang, the one receiving gifts.
Next to her, Yue Qihua bit her lip.
Although he didn't say anything, he still nodded slightly.
As for Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao, they are probably still sleeping in, so I won't ask them for their opinions.
With the permission of the two of them, Ai Liang opened the carton.
What caught my eye were three gift boxes of different sizes.
Ai Liang opened all the gift boxes in turn.
The contents of the gift box are a scarf, a pair of gloves, a keyboard and mouse set, and a box of men's facial cleanser set.
It is not difficult to guess who sent these items.
Before Ai Liang opened the gift, Yang Xingyue was the most excited.
However, after he opened the packaging box, Yang Xingyue's face became increasingly red.
The blush spread from her cheeks to her neck.
It is said that girls in love are the cutest, and Yang Xingyue is one of the best.
The panicked eyes, the little hands with nowhere to rest, and the shy and lovely face.
One can't help but want to hold her in his arms, put his cheek against her ear, gently suck on her red earlobes that look like ripe cherries, and make her moan endearingly.
Ai Liang looked at Yang Xingyue on the screen and unconsciously recalled her when she first entered school.
three years.
Yang Xingyue has grown from a yellow-haired girl to an innocent and charming beautiful girl.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with the 18-year-old transformation of women.
Yang Xingyue stumbled and said: "The scarf... and the gloves... were knitted by me and Huahua ourselves."
"Xingyue!"
Yue Qihua turned her phone to the other side in panic.
Yue Qihua's image has always been that of a heroic female hero.
She was really embarrassed to let Ai Liang see her little girl side.