best day

A table of delicious food, a big birthday cake.

They look cozy in warm colored lighting.

After Du Yi came back from get off work, he went straight to the restaurant, smiled and said, "Is it so rich?"

While cutting the fruit, Bai Xia said, "It's 26, why don't we celebrate?"

She would say the same lines every year, as if every number the child experienced was worth commemorating.

Dad was away, and Dewey began to skip class and go home in a fair manner. Hearing the voice, he rushed down hurriedly, and stuffed a huge box to his brother: "Happy birthday! Look at the big gift I prepared!"

No need to look, it must be a game console.

He scavenged from friends, and gave away his brother's machine on the excuse that he could fill the whole room.

Even so, Du Yi happily patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

But Bai Xia couldn't see it: "Wei Wei, can you stop thinking about yourself, your brother doesn't like this thing at all."

Du Yi hurriedly said: "Who said that, I like it, but I don't usually have much time to play."

Dewey chimed in: "That's right."

Bai Xia said helplessly, "Stop talking nonsense, wash your hands and eat."

-

Happy birthday song, then make a wish, then clink glasses.

The three of them looked very happy together.

But this is a bit deserted after all.

Bai Xia sighed: "Your father is busy, you said you didn't invite a few friends to come, besides, it would be better to let Yushang come."

Du Yi tasted the sweet and sour fish, smiled and said, "My biggest wish in recent years is to have a birthday at home, why invite so many irrelevant people?"

Bai Xia was angry: "Why do you call it irrelevant..."

When mentioning friends, Dewey suddenly slapped his head and interrupted his mother: "Oh, I almost forgot."

After finishing speaking, he threw down the chopsticks and scrambled back to the house, took out a box and said, "Master asked me to give you a gift."

Du Yi had never told anyone about him and Fang Yu, so he just took it lightly and hummed.

Bai Xia has gotten used to the elder son's character of being nice to everyone and not being close to anyone, so she said, "Dewey, you haven't respected your brother yet."

"That's right." Dewey held up the cup happily: "Brother, I wish you a good wife as soon as possible."

He's also thinking about it for a while now. My brother is old enough to get married.

Instead of finding an annoying ghost to come back, it is better to have the gentle and gentle Jiang Yushang.

Bai Xia smiled when she heard this, and pinched Dewey's face: "Oh, good son."

But Du Yi's expression was very stiff, and he suddenly became more silent.

-

In the dead of night, Du Yi finished all the chores before sitting by the bed and opened Fang Yu's gift.

It turned out to be a stack of postcards of various sizes.

On the front of the postcard, there are beautiful scenery of various places in Europe, and a chapter of small Snoopy stickers are pasted on them.

The back, is almost empty.

Only the bottom one left a sentence: When I walk on the road and think of you and I also exist in this vast world, I feel happy.

Fang Yu's chic handwriting was exactly the same as in memory.

For him, Du Yi had anger, resistance and fear.

But now that he has grown up, he only hopes that he can live a good life.

Love is something that cannot be forced.

Du Yi never knew what it was like to love someone, but he knew very well that he only had three words for Fang Yu.

impossible.

-

Although the theme of the party is the online game World of Warcraft, which many business people are not familiar with, they also have the ability to make their costumes look decent, especially for the girls, whose slightly revealing magic dress looks even more sexy and cute.

Specially invite a professional contractor to prepare the villa, which is even more charming in the wild night.

In the interlacing of light and shadow, the handsome men and women's clothes and temples are as elegant as a movie screen.

It's a pity that this beautiful scene was instantly shattered when a guy in a bear doll costume appeared.

Everyone watched curiously as the gray bear staggered to the edge of the swimming pool, and then heard him yell: "Damn! I never said it was possible to swim here!"

Zheng Luolai, who was holding a red wine glass, had countless black lines on his head. He walked over in embarrassment and asked softly, "Dewey, what are you doing?"

The weather is already very hot now, and Dewey, who must be hiding in the bear's body, is also very uncomfortable, but his tone is still cheerful: "Didn't you say the theme party, I'm cosplaying!"

Zheng Luolai looked at his knight uniform and at the bear in front of him, speechless.

Dewey almost jumped up: "Are you having fun! I'm a druid, I've transformed into a beast, idiot!"

"Hahahaha." Before Zheng Luolai could hold back his words, a familiar laughter sounded beside them.

Turning his head, Xiao Zian, who was pretending to be a pastor, wiped the corner of his eyes and said happily: "Du Xiaowei, you are so funny."

Dewey, who was ridiculed, was very angry: "I'm serious. I've thought about it for a long time. I'm different from you."

Zheng Luolai grabbed his furry bear head and said, "Okay, okay, take it off quickly, how uncomfortable it is."

"I don't take it off, I like it." Dewey insisted.

Zheng Luolai, who was still surrounded by the crowd, simply ignored him, turned around and went to the side to chat with others.

Poor Dewey became the focus alone, and gradually he really didn't dare to show his face.

Then he realized it wasn't good at all.

Can't eat, can't drink, can't chat with girls.

All in all, at this gorgeous party, a big bear stood strangely by the corner of the swimming pool, exuding a very gloomy and desperate atmosphere.

-

By the time the crowd dispersed, it was almost midnight.

Dewey, who hadn't played with anything, took the balloon given to him by the child and dangled around the table boredly.

Zheng Luolai, who sent his friend away, came back to see him, and couldn't help holding back a twitching smile at the corner of his mouth: "When will you take off this skin?"

Dewey, who was already extremely depressed, simply responded: "I like it, I won't take it off."

Zheng Luolai picked up a strawberry and ate it, and said indifferently: "Then you can wear it."

Dewey, who had been hungry for a long time, said impatiently, "Tell me what's going on, and I'll go home after I tell you."

Zheng Luolai stared at him for a while, then felt that staring at a cartoon bear seemed useless, so he turned his head and said in a normal tone: "My mission in Beijing has come to an end, my dad asked me to go back to the United States to take care of the work there. matter."

Dewey covered his bear's head so that no one could see his expression: "Oh...then when will you be back?"

Zheng Luolai said: "It should be a long time."

Dewey fell silent for a moment.

Zheng Luolai bent his eyes and smiled: "What's the matter, can't bear to part with me?"

"Who doesn't want you, let's go!" Dewey suddenly took off his bear's head, showing a sweaty face, and said a little unhappy.

Zheng Luolai found a wet towel to help him wipe his face, and sighed while wiping: "You are stupid... you will go to college in a few months, and you should think about everything."

Dewey was listless: "Oh..."

Zheng Luolai said again: "Take care of yourself, if you are in trouble, you can call me if you want anything."

Dewey kicked the ground with his bear's big paw: "Well..."

Zheng Luolai didn't say anything more.

Dewey said dejectedly: "I was graduating from high school next month, and I still want to ask you to go on a graduation trip. I also want to wait until I go to college and learn to drive with you... Why are you leaving without saying When will you come back?"

Maybe not coming back.

If it develops well in the United States, Zheng Luolai is naturally willing to have his own world.

There are many things in the family in Beijing, and the work is too tiring.

But he didn't say it, and he didn't know how to say it.

Dewey sniffed, with frustration on his whole face: "Forget it, I wish you a good journey."

Zheng Luolai smiled: "Give me a parting gift."

Dewey snorted, "No."

"Why are you so stingy?" Zheng Luolai said softly, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Very light touch, but also very warm.

This time Dewey wasn't angry, and he didn't blush.

He looked very sad, abruptly took the bear's head back, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm home."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the villa with uneasy steps.

Zheng Luolai leaned against the table, staring at his somewhat funny fluffy back and fell silent.

In fact, I already knew that I would leave, and I never felt reluctant.

Who would want to say that, it would be so uncomfortable.

But no matter how reluctant he was, Zheng Luolai was still a sober person.

He understands where human happiness comes from.

Of course, he will not give up the money and power that many happiness needs.

Is it possible to change the trajectory of one's life just to accompany a very two-year-old child?

After all, Dewey is not Zheng Luolai's.

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