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Chapter 691 On Shen Qing's Birthday, Wishing Jiang Yiming Long Lives

Chapter 691 On Shen Qing's birthday, Jiang Yiming made a wish for a long life

The servants at home got orders from Lu Tingchuan and knew that today was Shen Qing's birthday, so they decided to give her a good birthday, cooking all the food she likes.

I started making cakes early in the morning before dawn, and I specially invited a fondant cake maker outside. The dolls I pinched out looked like Shen Qing, and they were extremely beautiful. I just wanted to keep this cake when I saw it. I can't bear to eat.

The cake tasted sweet but not greasy, and the fruit was just airlifted back from abroad, Shen Qing had never seen those before.

Shen Qing was lying on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep, she couldn't fall asleep all night, she slept for too long, and at night she woke up abnormally, with the sound of pattering rain outside.

Shen Qing simply sat up, walked over and opened the window to look outside, she didn't feel anything when she was in the room, but when she opened the window and looked out, she realized that it was raining heavily. She stretched out her hand, and the rain the size of a pebble fell on her palm Some pain.

It has been almost three years since she came to J City, and this is the first time she has seen such a heavy rain. Shen Qing hates rainy days.

She was not in good health, the window was opened and cold air was blowing in from the outside, and goose bumps appeared on her skin uncontrollably, and if she blew it back, her skin and flesh were cold and numb, and she sneezed.

She didn't know how long she stood there, until she couldn't stand still, Shen Qing turned around and lay back on the bed, maybe her body was cold and her head was a little dizzy, this time Shen Qing fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

She used to be able to fall asleep when she fell asleep, but now she has to rely on illness to make herself fall asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shen Qing was woken up by Aunt Lin to have breakfast, her face was pale, her whole body was sick, her body was very heavy, it seemed like a mountain was pressing her down.

She checked her phone again, but there was still no internet.

"Aunt Lin, does your mobile phone have internet?"

Aunt Lin shook her head: "No internet."

It is impossible for this kind of place to have no internet. The only explanation is that Lu Tingchuan turned off the internet to prevent her from knowing the outside world. He is still guarding against her and Jiang Yiming.

What is there to guard against?

She didn't even dare to think about it, so how could she dare to do it?

The love is deep and the relationship is shallow, and it is destined to not love.

Jiang Yiming is like a seed that fell from the sky, it accidentally landed on her heart, it was inconspicuous at first, as time fermented, the seed germinated, grew vigorously, and finally became a towering tree, covering the entire apex of her heart.

Suddenly there was a dull pain in his heart, Shen Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, trying to dispel the pain.

Shen Qing followed Aunt Lin down, and as soon as he got off the elevator, he was surprised by the neat row of people standing in front of him.

Chef Lao Li, Steward Sun, Aunt Zhang, Aunt Wang, and Aunt Lin also stood in the past. They stood in a row with heart-shaped balloons in their hands, looked at Shen Qing and said in unison: "Miss Shen, 21st birthday! hapiness."

21 years old, how energetic and full of youthful age, what is other people's 22 years old like?

Shen Qing didn't know, she knew that she was 22 years old, her appearance was young, but her soul was already withered, and her heart was as old as old age.

"Thank you."

Shen Qingqian said thank you in a hoarse voice, forced his lips together and smiled.

In the past, she celebrated her birthday alone, but this time it was rare for so many people to accompany her.

"Come and eat cake."

"The candles are all plugged in, just waiting to light the fire and make a wish."

Shen Qing was led by Aunt Lin to the restaurant, a beautiful cake was placed in the middle of the dining table, and 21 candles were to be placed on the 21st birthday.

Shen Qing looked at the candle in his hand, and then at the beautiful fondant cake on the table, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't until the people around her began to urge her that she carefully inserted the candles one by one on the edge of the cake so as not to damage the beauty.

After the candle was lit, Shen Qing looked at the flickering candlelight, the weather was fine after a night of rain, the window was opened, a slight cool breeze came in, and the candlelight flickered.

make a wish...

Ever since grandma died, Shen Qing hadn't had a good birthday. When grandma was around, she would prepare a bowl of noodles, called longevity noodles. When eating noodles, she couldn't chew them off, but sucked them from the beginning to the end, so that she would live longer hundred years old.

Shen Qing didn't know what wish to make, she was always unlucky, the wish she made on herself would never come true, it was a waste of time.

If your birthday wishes come true...

Shen Qing clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and lowered his head, put his hands between his eyebrows and prayed silently in his heart.

"May Jiang Yiming live a long life, be happy every year, and be a blockbuster..."

Shen Qing's smile this time finally came from her heart, she blew out the candles in one breath, cut the cake, Shen Qing ate the cake on the plate, it was very sweet.

Aunt Lin beside her asked her: "Miss Shen, do you think it's sweet?"

It has been bitter for too long, and the aftertaste of eating a cake is astringent, Shen Qing said: "Sweet."

After eating cake for breakfast, he was full. The family doctor came again at ten o'clock in the morning, and took Shen Qing's temperature. He had a low fever, and the problem was not serious.

The family doctor told her to take medicine on time, and to get well sooner. If she delays, she will be seriously ill.

There are few cold medicines prescribed, the rest are some tonics, and there are also nutritious meals for the chef to make every day, so as to maintain Shen Qing's body well.

The family doctor stayed until noon. She hadn't seen Lu Tingchuan for so long, so she couldn't help asking curiously.

"What about Mr. Lu?

Why didn't you see him? "

In the past, Lu Tingchuan was like a wolf, staring at Shen Qing intently, and he would follow Shen Qing wherever he was, which was very annoying, but this time he was not used to seeing him.

"Boss Lu went out last night."

When the family doctor first arrived here, he saw the birthday cake on the table. He guessed for a while that today might be Shen Qing's birthday. Lu Tingchuan was afraid of offending her on Shen Qing's birthday, so he hid outside and never came back.

Unexpectedly, Lu Tingchuan, who has always been aloof, would have a day of hiding.

The family doctor didn't stay long, said happy birthday to Shen Qing and left.

Today is Children's Day, elementary school students have a holiday.

Aunt Lin has a daughter who is in the sixth grade. She went to school in the morning and left after attending the Children’s Day ceremony and taking the gift prepared by the school. She didn’t bring the house key with her, so she came here to ask Aunt Lin for the key.

The little girl had been here before, and she left after a short stay. She had seen Shen Qing before, but she just took a look at him from a distance and didn't dare to get close.

The little girl knows Shen Qing because she likes Jiang Yiming, Jiang Yiming is her idol, she is considered half a groupie, and usually collects autographed photos about Jiang Yiming, and checks Jiang Yiming's recent schedule in the fan group.

She knew that Jiang Yiming and Shen Qing acted in a school play, which was filmed a year ago, and it hasn't been released until now.

Aunt Lin received her daughter's call and went out to pick her up. As soon as she got to the iron gate outside, she saw her daughter lowered her head and rubbed her eyes.

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?

Why are your eyes so red? "

Her eyes were terribly red and swollen, obviously because she stayed up all night and cried. Aunt Lin didn't care much about her daughter because of work. Seeing her at this moment, she couldn't help but think the worst. Could it be that her daughter was being bullied at school? up?

The eyes that were sore and dry, started to cry again because of mother's words.

Aunt Lin was worried, and reached out to wipe her daughter's tears, "What's wrong?

Have you been bullied at school, Yuanyuan, come in with me, let's go in, tell me well, don't cry, if someone bullies you, mom will go to school immediately to seek justice for you. "

The little girl choked up, crying out of breath: "No... no one bullied me..."

"Then what happened to you?"

Seeing that she kept silent, Aunt Lin was extremely anxious. She took her daughter's hand into the room and sat on the sofa in the living room, and poured her a glass of water.

After the silence calmed down, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, sobbing, "Mom, the person I like is dead...he committed suicide by jumping off the building."

Aunt Lin was taken aback when she heard that, and thought who died, could it be a good friend in class?

"Who died..."

"It's Jiang Yiming, you know, I still have his autographed photo posted in my bedroom, he died...he committed suicide by jumping off a building, he clearly told us that he would always be there...why...why did he break his promise...Mom, I feel terrible……"

She was young, and it was her first time chasing a star, and she pursued it sincerely. Jiang Yiming was the first star she liked. In the eyes of fans, the idol is more like a virtual character. He is the self that he wants to become from the heart, and is a role model.

She never thought of changing someone else to like her. Jiang Yiming's existence encouraged her in her most difficult days. He is really like a star, like the North Star, which is far away but always stays there to guide them to the right path. direction.

But now, Jiang Yiming, who was like a star, died at the age of 24, and they never saw him again.

"You said... is... who died?"

A trembling voice came from behind.

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