The male god on the other side looks over

After the son came home this time, something was wrong.

After a whole day on Saturday, the Queen Mother finally came to such a conclusion.

Since returning home last night, Wang Zesheng has been shutting himself in the room sullenly. When eating, he rarely moves his chopsticks even for the dishes he usually likes to eat. Although the Queen Mother feels something is wrong, she can't ask why. When he went to knock on the door again, Wang Zesheng simply refused to open the door, and he just replied "I can't eat it" while carrying the dessert.

"Why, still not coming out?" Father Wang was walking up from downstairs with a cup of strong tea. Seeing Mother Wang worryingly looking at the door, he couldn't help but frowned, "How old is he, and still throwing temper tantrums."

"Don't say that, maybe my son has something on his mind." The Queen Mother glanced at him complainingly, "You are really so busy at work? You didn't go home to see your son last week, and you finally came back this week to lie down Busy with work again."

"I don't want to make money to support my family. If I don't make money, where will your mother and son's living expenses come from?" Father Wang took a sip of tea and glanced at the closed door. It's not too early to go out to eat, you go to bed early, I will come over after reading the documents."

The Queen Mother couldn't say no to him, she looked at the door of her son's room and then at the Wang Father, and finally moved her lips to compromise: "Then don't look too tired, it's finally time for a break, and the company doesn't stop. You're the one doing it."

"Got it, got it." Father Wang waved his hand, but without pausing at all, he walked into the study and closed the door with a bang.

The Queen Mother sighed lightly at the stairs, then shook her head and went downstairs.

Wang Zesheng in the room was covered under the quilt and didn't hear the conversation outside the door at all. Now his mind was in a mess and he couldn't think at all. He reached out to touch the nape of his neck, where the man had already bitten it. Is it a Band-Aid or is it still aching.

As long as Wang Zesheng thought of everything last night, goose bumps would appear all over his body. After a while, he lifted the quilt and looked at the ceiling. His face was as cold as ice.

Why... would this happen to him?

Wang Zesheng irritatedly rolled over and sat up from the bed, frowned and looked at the calendar not far in front of him, and pursed his lips tightly.

The day specially circled with a red pen on the calendar is approaching, that is tomorrow, but at this moment he doesn't even have the mood to celebrate at all.

Tomorrow is Wang Zesheng's shell-breaking day. He used to celebrate his birthday at school, but this time he can spend it with his parents. It's just that after what happened last night, he doesn't want to celebrate this birthday either.

"If I remember correctly, tomorrow is your birthday... Then, expect me to give you a huge birthday present?"

Recalling the man's whispering voice in his ear last night, Wang Zesheng had never been so upset about his birthday.

Who is the other party?Why is he so clear about his affairs... If such a pervert really fell in love with him, Wang Zesheng felt that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

At the end of yesterday, he was knocked out, and he had no chance to see the face of the man behind him. When he woke up, he was already lying in front of his house. Fortunately, it was relatively late, and no one passed by in the aisle, otherwise ...Wang Zesheng felt that someone might regard him as a thief.

Just as he was thinking about it, the mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang. Wang Zesheng took the mobile phone listlessly and glanced at the screen.

It's Zhou Shuo's call.

After hesitating for a while, Wang Zesheng still slid the answer button.

"Zesheng!~"

As soon as he picked up the phone, Zhou Shuo's loud voice came over, piercing Wang Zesheng's eardrums to the point of shattering. He moved a little further away from the phone and could still hear the voice on the other end, "Tomorrow is your birthday, I didn't Forget it!!"

"……kindness."

"Then do you want to go out tomorrow? I know a great KTV." Zhou Shuo at the other end was obviously interested, and his tone was brisk, "If you don't go out, I will go to your house tomorrow. By the way, do you want me to bring some wine?" To uncle?"

"...Zhou Shuo," Wang Zesheng called him with lowered eyes, "don't come tomorrow."

"What's the matter, you are, well, you don't welcome me, brother for so many years..."

"...No," Wang Zesheng interrupted him lightly, "I don't want to celebrate my birthday."

"...Wang Zesheng, are you stupid?" Zhou Shuo on the other end was stunned for a moment before he tentatively asked, "Have you quarreled with Uncle and the others?"

Wang Zesheng: "...No."

"Then what's the matter, didn't you always ask me to help you live together before, what's the matter this time?"

"..."

Wang Ze moved his lips vividly, but he couldn't tell him what happened after the two separated last night. Since he decided not to involve Zhou Shuo, he couldn't reveal anything unusual at this time.

He paused, remained silent for a while, and then changed his words: "...Then you come."

"... Fuck," the other end held back for a while, and then exploded after uttering such a word, "You're kidding me, dead wood."

Wang Zesheng didn't speak, his eyes glanced at the day on the calendar again, and he pursed his lips tightly.

"By the way, did you invite him?"

Wang Zesheng was stunned for a moment, but did not respond: "Who?"

"Your senior Oppa!"

The gentle and handsome face flashed in Wang Zesheng's mind, and after lowering his head for a while, he said sullenly: "He won't come."

"How do you know you haven't been invited?"

"..."

"Listen to me, go invite him and try, maybe he will agree, when the time comes..."

Zhou Shuo didn't continue, and laughed "hehe", Wang Zesheng's scalp tingled when he heard it, and he hung up the phone immediately.

Invite seniors to my birthday party...

Wang Zesheng stared blankly at the screen of the hung up phone for a while, then looked up at the computer on the desk.

To be honest, he was a little moved.

Because of his lack of social skills, and his personality is not good at speaking to people he doesn't know well, Wang Zesheng used to invite Zhou Shuo alone for his birthday, but this time it happened to be on the weekend, in case the other party is free... Did you agree?

Wang Zesheng hesitated for a while, then got up and turned on the computer, logged on to QQ, and glanced at the friend list, and the other party happened to be online.

He opened the chat box, with his fingers resting on the keyboard, but he didn't know how to speak. He deleted and deleted the sentences after the cursor, and finally hesitantly said the word "Are you there?"

The senior quickly replied.

"Yusheng 18:21:20"

I'm here, what's wrong?

"Love to eat fish 18:25:01"

Tomorrow is my birthday.

I sent a message anxiously, but there was no reply to the text message, but a voice message in reply.

Wang Zesheng's palms were inexplicably sweaty. He clicked on the voice message, and a familiar voice sounded with a smile.

"Happy birthday."

Wang Zesheng didn't wear earphones, the sound of the computer opening sounded very soft but enough to hit his heart.

Although the person on the opposite side couldn't see, Wang Zesheng still felt his face was a little hot. He listened to the phrase "Happy Birthday" over and over again and forgot to reply for a moment. He didn't respond until another text message was sent from the other end. come over.

"Yusheng 18:28:15"

still there?

"Love to eat fish 18:28:30"

in.

Wang Zesheng patted his face and quickly replied.

"Love to eat fish 18:29:21"

Do you want to come to my birthday party tomorrow?

Wang Zesheng didn't know how much courage he had to send out this sentence. Before the other party replied, he hurriedly closed the chat window. It seemed that he didn't want to wait for the other party's answer all at once, or he was afraid of being too direct Seeing the other party's refusal answer.

Soon there was a message flashing in the lower right corner, Wang Zesheng pursed his lips hard, feeling his heart beating almost out of his chest.

The senior...should agree.

Wang Zesheng took a few deep breaths before moving the mouse to click on the flashing message.

"Yusheng 18:30:15"

Sorry, I don't have time tomorrow...but happy birthday to you in advance.

Was rejected by the senior... mercilessly.

Wang Zesheng looked at the sentence in the chat box, moved his lips but couldn't speak, he felt his mouth was stuffy, and he didn't have the courage to reply until the end, so he simply closed the QQ chat window, looked at The computer desktop froze.

His computer desktop is also a photo of Yu Shihang, the pixels are a bit blurred, but he can still see the handsome appearance of that person.

Wang Zesheng still remembers that this was secretly shot when he was sitting in the second row at the opening ceremony of the sophomore year. The senior at that time was giving a speech on the opening ceremony on the podium. Heart.

Wang Zesheng's fingers couldn't help caressing the face of the person on the computer screen, murmuring sullenly.

"Senior..."

Why, you don't know that I like you?

Wang Zesheng was lying on the desk in frustration, with a tense expression showing a little loss.

Maybe it's right not to know, if you know that I have such thoughts, maybe the seniors won't contact me again...

Wang Zesheng thought so dullly, and his expectations for tomorrow's birthday dropped a bit.

On her birthday, the Queen Mother went to buy a double-layer cake, and the Father of the Prince happened to be staying at home during his work break. Zhou Shuo also brought a few bottles of home-brewed wine over, and gave Wang Zesheng a big hug as soon as he entered the door.

"Hahaha, Zesheng, you are finally one year older."

Zhou Shuo's birthday present to Wang Zesheng was a voice recorder, brown in color, with the appearance of a bear, and two cute ears on the pen cap. It was a very simple thing, but Wang Zesheng liked it very much.

"Xiao Zhou, come over for dinner."

The Queen Mother greeted him with dishes from the kitchen, and the King Father had already sat at the table, drinking the wine that Zhou Shuo brought, squinting his eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

All the dishes were served. Although the atmosphere was not as good at noon as in the evening, the four people sitting around the dining table were quite lively.

"Son, happy birthday." The Queen Mother put a bowl of longevity noodles in front of Wang Zesheng, covered with a yellow and tender poached egg, looking very appetizing, "After eating this bowl of noodles, you will grow up one year .”

Wang Zesheng gave an "en" and glanced at Zhou Shuo, only to see that the guy was already devouring the dishes on the table.

... What a greedy guy, he said he came to help him celebrate his birthday, but in fact he came to enjoy his food, right?

Wang Zesheng was thinking so dullly, just about to pick up his chopsticks to eat noodles, but the doorbell rang at this moment.

"Who is here at this time." Zhou Shuo muttered inarticulately while chewing on the vegetables in his mouth, and held down Wang Zesheng who was about to get up. "You are the birthday star today, so don't move. I will open the door."

The living room is not far from the entrance, and Zhou Shuo came in quickly, just touching the back of his head with a strange expression on his face.

Wang Zesheng: "Who is it?"

"I don't know," Zhou Shuo shook his head, and held out a delicately packaged small gift box in his hand, "There is no one at the door, only this."

Looking at the gift in Zhou Shuo's hand, Wang Zesheng frowned.

"It's Zesheng's birthday present." The Queen Mother looked at the door suspiciously, "I don't know whose family the child is, why don't you come in and sit down?"

"Really, no wonder," Zhou Shuo seemed to accept what the Queen Mother said, and shook the gift box in his hand, "I don't know what it is, it's quite light."

"If I remember correctly, tomorrow is your birthday... Then, expect me to give you a huge birthday present?"

The man's murmur suddenly rang in Wang Zesheng's ears. He opened his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something, grabbed the gift box from Zhou Shuo's hand, and almost threw it on the ground with a rough movement.

"What's the hurry, this is your gift, why are you grabbing it?" Zhou Shuo muttered, glared at him, and curled his lips, "I've never seen you so excited about my gift, who gave it to me?"

Wang Zesheng glanced at him coldly, looked at the exquisite gift box in his hand, and pursed his lips tightly.

Who sent it... Could he say it was sent by a stalker?

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#Crazy Diary#

May 2014, 3 sunny

Happy birthday, I love you.

Hope you like my birthday present to you.