Then what should he do? How should he deal with his wonderful feeling about Xia Chuxue?
He was like a child who had worked hard to build a grand and beautiful castle, cheering and ecstatic, but in a blink of an eye, he found that the castle was just a sand castle built on the beach, a wave hit him, everything
It's broken...
Feng'er, Feng'er, tell your brother, what should you do?
Do you want to let her go? Or, you still miss her, and hope that when you wake up, the first thing you see is her. If that is the case, then my brother will keep her by your side and wait for you
Wake up... If you hate her, ask her to die, ask her to kneel down and apologize, you will all rely on you, you will all!
But why, why, I think that is just an extremely clumsy and ridiculous excuse?
"Why are you two so silent about eating?"
Suddenly, a careful voice came from beside him. Jin Ting was slightly shocked and saw that Chuxue was already standing beside him.
Haha... I just fell into deep thought again... I can't do this again in the future...
"It's nothing. I just asked Chenchen to worship the master he admires the most as his teacher. He is happy." Jin Ting reluctantly curled his emotions. From the outside, his expression was still calm.
But Chuxue already knew him very well. At that moment, she caught a wisp of confusion from the corner of his eyes that had not been able to put away.
...What is he confused?
She wanted to know, but she knew she couldn't explore it.
There were many forbidden zones between the two of them, and there was a fog that she could not touch. She didn't know which point would drive him crazy. She could only be careful and could not step beyond the line.
Chuxue could only smile sweetly: "Thank you, for giving Chenchen such a good opportunity - Chenchen, come and thank Mr. Jin."
"Don't, he has already thanked me, now I want you to thank me." Jin Ting blinked at Chuxue.
"How do I... thank you?"
"It's very simple, kiss me."
"I said it's not good to do this..." Chuxue looked shy, but Jin Ting had already held her hand...
Chuxue had no choice but to kiss Jin Ting's right cheek like a dragonfly.
But Jin Ting still stared at her: "I'm talking about kissing-mouth."
"..." Chuxue was speechless by him, thinking that it was not easy to argue with him now. Finally, he kissed him again, and said he was leaving. He could only close his eyes and face Jin Ting.
But before her lips fell on Jin Ting's lips, Lin Xiaochen suddenly shouted: "Oh, sister, I haven't taken out the gift I gave you yet!"
Jin Ting's brows frowned slightly.
Chuxue was also stunned. Chenchen... Why does something seem wrong?
Before he could speak, Jin Ting turned his head: "Okay, take out your gift quickly."
It made Chuxue's mouth face in the air and felt a sense of confusion that he couldn't get down.
Mr. Jin, do you want her to kiss her?
Forget it, it's better not to be close.
Chenchen just now, was he helping me smooth things over?
Lin Xiaochen took out a painting from his backpack and looked carefully. The painting was composed of many small cards, each of which had a small thing on it.
Some are a leaf, some are a small daisy, and some are a cloud...
Although the strokes are simple, you can see that they are extremely awesome.
And in the center of the picture is a woman's side face.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep, sleeping soundly.
The light jumped on her thick eyelashes, like a beautiful song.
Although it is a very simple watercolor painting, it seems to make people feel the tranquility and tranquility of time temporarily.
Chuxue looked at the woman blankly and touched her face: "Chenchen, is this painting me?"
"Yes, sister, I draw a small card every day, and I accumulated it for a year... I put them together. The painting in the middle was that last time you were too tired and fell asleep in the ward. I secretly stole it.
I’m drawing you… I don’t draw well, my sister is much more beautiful than this.”
Chuxue choked up and said, "No, my sister is not that pretty at all."
"Sister is the most perfect in my heart. Sister, happy birthday... I hope you will bloom a flower in your heart every day in the next year, 365 days. I hope that the sunshine can shine on your face every day, warming up your face every day
Warm…”
"Thank you... Chenchen, this is really the best gift I have received... Thank you..."
"Ba, bha, bha."
I heard a burst of applause from behind, and it turned out to be Jin Ting.
"What a touching speech... Chenchen, you are so awesome... Baby, I'm so sorry, I didn't prepare a gift for you, would you blame me?"
"How could it be?" Chuxue reluctantly smiled at him, "You have given me too much."
"Be good, so sensible." Jin Ting touched her face, "Okay, let's light a candle."
Jin Ting picked up the candles wrapped in very exquisitely next to the cake and made a move towards Xiaochen: "Come on, your sister is the birthday star today, let's light candles for her."
The two of them had put in candles, but at some point it was getting darker.
The lights in the rotating restaurant were all silently extinguished.
On the huge cake, twenty-five beautiful candles shine with halos.
The faces of the three people were all red and hot.
The cake is exquisitely made, with a white color, a little light blue, and tiny flowers on the edges, which are colorful and beautiful.
"Xue'er, do you know what this cake means?"
"have no idea……"
"Okay, I'll tell you, the name of this cake is 'The First Snow of Summer'..." He pointed to the thick white cream, "Look, there are fine small characters on it." ylove...
”
"..." She looked at him in a daze.
Didn’t he almost kill her today? Why did he make cakes for her?
What exactly does this person want?
He leaned into her ear and asked softly, "Why, do you like it?"
"Like..." Her voice intermittently.
"I can't hear clearly." He frowned slightly.
"I said, I like it." She lowered her head, "Thank you."
No matter what, she has never been so luxurious or rich and romantic, just like an idol drama.
Huge birthday cake specially made for her, with her English name on it, 83 floors, a rotating restaurant with islands and birds, elegant music, and even the fine golden powder falling from the sky, bringing her