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Her gaze moved to the sky.Probably because of the torrential rain in the afternoon, the night sky tonight is extraordinarily clear, full of stars, lined with a crescent moon and unpredictable clouds, it is as beautiful as a woman wearing a veil to cover her face, only showing her graceful beauty A mysterious girl with an exotic appearance.

The gentle breeze brings the coolness of the summer night after the rain, and against this night scene, it reveals a different atmosphere.

It was quiet with a touch of gentleness.

Neither she nor Ye Ling are talkative people. Even if it was a birthday party, the two of them ate quietly, and only occasionally clinked glasses and drank some wine.

Even if he didn't say anything, Wen Zhengyu could tell that Ye Ling was in a good mood, with a smile in his eyes and a bright and charming brow.

She never knew that Ye Ling had such a soft and beautiful side.

She thought, probably because Ye Ling was in a good mood and completely relaxed.

As the only person being entertained, Wen Zhengyu thought it was necessary for her to spend a happy birthday with Ye Ling.

Wen Zhengyu's capacity for alcohol is not very good, she and Ye Ling finished a bottle of red wine together, feeling a little tipsy.

Before she came to the banquet, she had dinner with the old man, and then with Ye Ling, and she was a little full.

However, she and Ye Ling still have a big cake to solve.

Wen Zhengyu leaned on the back of the chair, touched his stomach helplessly, and said, "It's a bit full."

Ye Ling glanced at Wen Zhengyu with a smile, and said: "This is not far from the lake, let's go for a walk, digest food, and then cut the birthday cake." She added: "Eating cakes by the lake is also good."

Today is Ye Ling's birthday, Ye Ling has the final say, Wen Zhengyu has no objection.

Ye Ling got up, lifted the cake carefully, and smiled at Wen Zhengyu, "Let's go." Seeing the high heels under Wen Zhengyu's feet, she asked, "Can I go?"

Wen Zhengyu made an "OK" gesture and went downstairs with Ye Ling.She noticed that Ye Ling gave all her belongings to the assistant, but she held the cake tightly in her hand, without any intention of asking the assistant to carry it for her.She wondered if someone made Ye Ling unable to eat a cake tonight, would Ye Ling be so angry that she wanted to eat someone.

Where there are lakes and water, there are places where mosquitoes gather.

There are often mosquitoes in Wen Zhengyu's office, so she not only prepares mosquito coils in the office, but also has mosquito repellent water in her handbag.She dug out the mosquito repellent water from the bag Wen Jing helped her carry, sprayed it with Ye Ling, and then went to the lake.

It's close to the lake, but not too close. It still takes a few minutes to drive there.

Before nine o'clock, the lake is very lively.There are street lights and small squares or places with seats, and there are almost always people.

Where there is an open space, there are aunts in uniforms dancing square dances with fans or various props.

Places with chairs, such as corridors and gazebos, are the places for performers. The erhu, flute, and saxophone are played together, and they perform their own performances. There is a trumpet player next to him, and the sound of the trumpet is blowing out the effect of howling. , crushing a group of performers.

In the pavilion next to the willow forest, a young couple who looked like a couple drank beer and ate braised cold dishes, and with their greasy mouths, they kissed like no one else was there.

Wen Zhengyu guessed that Ye Ling might want to have some romance.

She glanced at Ye Ling quietly, and found that Ye Ling didn't care about the noise around her, and walked slowly.

Wen Zhengyu smiled secretly, thinking: "It really looks like someone who came for a walk to digest food." If Ye Ling didn't hold the cake in her hand so tightly, she thought it would be more like it.

Under the night wind, Ye Ling's slightly curled hair was gently lifted by the wind, probably because of Ye Ling's good hair quality, or maybe because of Ye Ling's good appearance, Wen Zhengyu felt a bit naughty.Standing at her position and looking towards Ye Ling, I happened to see Ye Ling's nose, lips and curled eyelashes.In fact, in terms of appearance, Ye Ling is quite in line with the current aesthetics. Many people have plastic surgery to pad their noses, shave their chins and move their cheekbones. Even if the surgery is very successful, the results may not be as good as Ye Ling.

Renmei changed her professional attire again, and wore a loose and casual shirt with an open top, which was a little more charming than before.At the open neckline, the delicate collarbone looks like a jade carving, and a thin small necklace hangs around the neck, and the small pendant inlaid with broken diamonds just falls on the neck socket.Slightly sexy.

Ye Ling suddenly turned her head, her gaze coincided with Wen Zhengyu's gaze looking at her.Ye Ling smiled and asked, "Is Zheng Yu peeping at me?"

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She looked away.She suddenly felt that it was best for Ye Ling not to speak.Every time Ye Ling speaks, she either chokes people speechless or spoils the scenery.

Ye Ling smiled and said, "Zheng Yu can look at me openly, I don't mind."

Wen Zhengyu replied in his heart: "I'm not a nympho." Suddenly he realized that the way he stared at Ye Ling just now was indeed a bit nympho, and his face immediately burned.

Ye Ling's smile grew stronger.

Wen Zhengyu really wanted to punch Ye Ling in the face, smashing his smiling face into a flat cake.

She feels that some people exist only to destroy others' self-restraint.

After nine o'clock, the people gradually dispersed, and the surrounding gradually became quiet.

They walked along the shore of the lake until they reached a pavilion built near the water.

There are no street lights in the gazebo, only a faint outline in the bright night, against the remnant lotus in the lake that is near the end of flowering, the crescent moon and stars in the sky, there is a bit of deep and quiet atmosphere.

Ye Ling signaled to Wen Zhengyu, "Go to the gazebo?"

Wen Zhengyu responded: "Okay."

Wen Jing and one of Ye Ling's bodyguards first went to clean up the garbage left by the tourists in the gazebo, and silently retreated to the corridor outside the gazebo.

Ye Ling and Wen Zhengyu sat down at the stone table in the gazebo.

With moonlight, the gazebo is not completely dark, and the surrounding scenes and silhouettes of people can be seen clearly.

Probably because the surroundings are too quiet, and the light here is relatively dark, which magnifies people's senses. The heat and aura released by people around them are completely different from those when no one is around. Only the two of them feel particularly strong here. .The faint fragrance of perfume wafting from Ye Ling's body along with the wind entered into Wen Zhengyu's chest cavity along with Wen Zhengyu's breathing, making her palpitations and flustered.

Ye Ling untied the ribbon tied on the cake box, and opened the outer box, revealing the outline of the cake.

The size of this cake is not proportional to the box, it is a small cake that is only a little bigger than a palm, but because there are decorations on the cake, the overall height is relatively high, so it can only be packed in a big box.

Ye Ling took out the lighter, lit it with a "snap", and lit the candle.

With candlelight, Wen Zhengyu could clearly see the decorations standing on the cake——

Her eyes fell on the cake, and she was speechless for a moment.

On the very delicate little cake, stood two ugly little faces holding hands and standing side by side.

Wen Zhengyu liked sugar figurines and dough figurines since she was a child, but she is more than 20 years older, and among the dough figurines she has seen and eaten, these two are the ugliest.Let's say it's ugly, the artistic conception and characters' characteristics are well grasped, and it's so ugly that it has a special charm.There are two little sugar figures, the one with slightly curly long hair is slightly taller, and the one with straight hair is slightly shorter.The small face with straight hair wears a long skirt that stretches the floor, and the skirt is specially pinched to give the effect of small folds.The one with the curly hair is wearing a shirt and trousers.The style of the shirt is the same as the shirt Ye Ling is wearing today, but the effect is the difference between the custom-made and the counterfeit version.As for the trousers, Wen Zhengyu can only understand that the person with curly hair is wearing long trousers, because they are made of two thin cylinders of dough, and he also wears a pair of high-heeled shoes on his feet, the heels are smaller than a grain of rice, which is really rare The kneader, with such a frustrating technique, can still squeeze out the heel.

Ye Ling smiled and looked at Wen Zhengyu, who was staring at the doughnuts intently, and said, "Although the technique of making these two little doughnuts is not very good, they are still painstaking efforts. I hope Zhengyu will not laugh at them."

Wen Zhengyu didn't dare to laugh.She praised against her will: "The artistic conception and character characteristics are very well grasped, the intention is clearly expressed, and the emotion is conveyed accurately. Mr. Ye has done it very well." After she finished speaking, she felt that her level of lying with open eyes had reached a new level.

Ye Ling commented: "When Zheng Yu praised me, I would be happier if there was more sincerity on his face. As long as Zheng Yu praised me, even if it was a lie, I would love to hear it."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She looked at Ye Ling silently, she really didn't want to talk anymore, she didn't want to tell any more lies.

Ye Ling gestured to the burning candle on the cake, and said, "The candle is half burned." She said, "Zheng Yu, please sing me a birthday song, I want to make a wish."

Sing?she!

Wen Zhengyu was stunned.She suddenly wanted to say: "Come here, play the zither, the pipa, the flute, and the flute. I'll play a song for you." She is tone deaf, and it would be torture to ask her to sing.

Under Ye Ling's expectant gaze, and no one else came to save her, Wen Zhengyu could only bite the bullet and sing happy birthday to Ye Ling with a voice as low as a mosquito's.

Although Wen Zhengyu's voice was low, it was quiet here and could still be heard clearly.The gentle voice has the unique tone of Wu Nong's soft language, like the misty rain in spring and the cool veil in summer, touching people's hearts.

After Wen Zhengyu sang, her ears felt hot and her face turned red.She looked at Ye Ling embarrassedly, but saw Ye Ling closing her eyes and making a wish.That pious appearance moved Wen Zhengyu's heart inexplicably.She stared blankly at Ye Ling making a wish, and suddenly envied Ye Ling, envied that Ye Ling could make a wish, envied that she was a person with wishes.

Wen Zhengyu never made a wish, didn't want anything in particular, and never longed for anything.What you want, what you can do, do your best to get it.What you want, what you can't do, is nothing but fantasy, without the slightest meaning.Most of the time, when she encounters something, what she considers is not whether she wants or not, but whether she can or cannot.Just like selling the house back then, no matter whether she and grandpa wanted it or not, they could only sell it.Whether she wants to buy the house back or not, her current earning power is only enough to cover her daily expenses, and she doesn't have the ability to buy it back.She vaguely had such a thought or goal. As for whether she could earn money to buy the house back, whether the owner of the house was willing to sell it at that time could only depend on God's will and fate.What is lost is lost, and what can be gained is another matter.

Ye Ling is different from her, as can be seen from Ye Ling's daily behavior and style.Ye Ling doesn't accept her fate, and she has the vigor that I can't help my fate.

Such a person lives a real and vigorous life. Her life may not be stable, but it must be exciting.

Unlike her, her life is like a spring of clear water, you can see it from beginning to end, and the only color is all in the painting.