little master

44.

The new year passed, and the young master's birthday was coming soon.

He is still living at his grandfather’s house, and I got permission to call him every night at 08:30, talk to him, listen to his voice, occasionally tease him to embarrassment, and listen to his distorted voice from the other end of the phone. Passed over, almost unable to control myself.

Admittedly, I did it on purpose.

Sometimes it's more painful to not see than to see.

Listening to his voice, I can imagine him sitting on the sofa or bed, leaning against the back, holding a mobile phone or wearing earphones, chatting with me casually.And he was embarrassed by my deliberate joke, but he still fought back stubbornly, and he didn't even realize that the roots of his ears were red.

He can't see it, so he doesn't know how cute he is.

But I know.

These pictures can't get rid of in my mind, making me spurn my shamelessness, but at the same time I can't help but want him to say a few more words, scolding me is fine, even as long as he is still there, listening to the even breathing over there Sound, I can feel at ease.

But doing so is not always smooth sailing.

Once he was so teased by me that he hung up the phone directly.I waited for 1 minute, and then dialed; he hung up again, and I continued to dial.After three times, I changed to texting and WeChat, an emoticon package followed by a sentence I was wrong, young master, look at me, and finally he replied with four words like gold: "Shut up and go to sleep."

I immediately said, "Good night, good night"

Also added an exclamation point.

Too childish.

But that's what he did.

I have no choice but to do this.

Talk to him on the phone at night, and I spend the daytime dealing with company affairs and preparing birthday presents for the young master.

He likes motorcycles.I bought one and gave it to a knowledgeable friend to refit.I am responsible for paying the money, and there are two main requirements: one is safety, and the other is safety.My friend laughed at me so I didn't dare to play, so I didn't want to buy it. I squinted and said, "I didn't buy it for myself."

"Who is that for?" he asked with interest.

Me: "For my baby."

he:"……"

Me: "Everything needs to be the best and safest. Look at it, you must give my baby a perfect gift."

Me: "Hey, my baby is so cute, only the best can be worthy of him."

He said sullenly: "Ji Shao, if you are so disgusting again, believe it or not, I modified you and the car together?"

I shut up wisely.

This idea came from the last time he was riding my friend's motorcycle and couldn't put it down, but at that time, because of his sudden disappearance, I had a temporary anxiety, and I was too busy thinking about his safety, so I forgot about it up.

Afterwards, for a period of time, he fought wits and courage with the young master's father and his people every day, and his nerves were extremely nervous, and he had to guard against some of his thoughts not to be seen through.I was so busy that I didn't have time to do it.

But now is the chance.

The time without him feels like years, but it's the only way I've had the chance to prepare him this one-of-a-kind surprise.

Thinking of the excited expression he might have after receiving this gift, I couldn't be more satisfied. It seems that I have seen the corners of his mouth raised and he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent and reserved, as well as the high-spirited look of a young man riding a locomotive at high speed.

And the boost I played in it might make him like me a little more.

Even a little bit is enough.

Of course, I don't mind too much.

Hurry up and hurry up, the locomotive was finally refitted a few days before his birthday. I asked my friend to confirm that there was no problem, and then asked the young master when he would be back when he called as usual that night.

There was a rustling sound from the young master's side, and he answered after a while: "Grandpa asked me to celebrate my birthday at his house, and I will leave after the celebration."

How should I send my gift?

I tightened my grip on the phone, and heard him say again: "At first, he wanted to hold a banquet and invite more people to make it lively, but I don't like it, so forget it."

I heard his voice, and asked: "So, is it just your family living together?"

He: "Well."

I thought about it: "Then can I go?"

He hesitated for two seconds: "It should be... okay."

I "tweeted" to the phone: "Thank you, young master!"

The young master paused for a moment, then hung up the phone.

The author has something to say:

Good night!The countdown to Ji Shao's turning positive is three