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"coming?"

"coming."

Song Shuman was looking at the jewelry in the gold shop. There were all kinds of jewelry in a row, shining golden.

Lin Dailan picked up a ring casually and put it on her hand. She stretched out the ring in front of her and turned the back of her hand for a few times. She always felt that wearing gold was too tacky, so she took it off and put it back where it was.

Lin Dailan walked to Song Shuman's side, looked down at what Song Shuman had chosen, "We agreed to go on a picnic, why are we meeting here?"

"Thinking that Qingmei is about to give birth, I'm not thinking of giving the child some gifts, so you can help me choose one. There are too many, and it hurts my eyes."

Song Shuman pointed to a pair of gold bracelets and a longevity lock collar on the table and asked, which was specially shown to Song Shuman by the shopkeeper just now, "Do you think this longevity lock looks better or that gold bracelet?"

"What should I do? Picking a gift, isn't that easy?"

"This, this, and this." Lin Dailan glanced at them and pointed at three through the glass window, "Wrap them up."

The shopkeeper was delighted to hear this, and hurriedly nodded in response: "Okay, Miss."

Song Shuman glanced at Lin Dailan, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it just a gift? If you can't choose, you can buy them all. I think these are pretty good-looking."

Song Shuman joked with her, "Mrs. Liao, you're still so rich when you're married."

Lin Dailan stopped Song Shuman's words, "Miss Song's words are wrong, I didn't spend Liao Shenyan's money, it was all pocket money I saved myself in the past years, so I don't need to report to him when I spend my own money ?”

"You don't even need to spend his money. What's the point of sharing his money after you get married? His money is all yours."

"Speaking of which, Qingmei is about to give birth, when do you and Liao Shenyan plan to have one?"

"Song Shuman, I should be asking when you are going to get married?"

Song Shuman put her two fingers together and blocked Lin Dailan's lips, "Then stop each other and stop asking each other."

Lin Dailan moved her hand away, picked up one of Song Shuman's tangled ones and put it in her hand for a closer look, "Ping An lock looks better, and the meaning is good, safe and safe, long life."

Song Shuman took the golden lock from Lin Dailan's hand and handed it to the shopkeeper, "That's all, please help me wrap it up."

After buying a good gift, Lin Dailan walked out of the shop with Song Shuman on her arm, and found a coffee shop to sit down.

"The selection is all done, don't look at your gift, it's very beautiful, Qingmei will definitely like it." Lin Dailan held Song Shuman's face and looked up, "Look at me, is there any difference?"

"You mean this ugly scarf?"

Lin Dailan smiled brightly, "Liao Shenyan weaved it."

Who wouldn't know that Liao Shenyan weaved it. If Liao Shenyan didn't weave it himself, how could there be such a crooked scarf on Lin Dailan's body.

"The weather is getting hotter, and it will be summer in the future. Are you still wearing a scarf?"

Lin Dailan refuted her: "What do you know?"

"Yes, yes, I don't understand. You and your husband are so loving and loving. I'm so tired that I don't need to add sugar to my coffee."

"Besides, how can summer come so early?"

Isn't summer coming early?In Song Shuman's memory, summer always comes very early, starting from the unstoppable cry of cicadas outside the window, and even the leaves are as bright as green paint.

Summer also goes fast, I don't know when the frogs stopped, the first yellow leaves appeared on the street, summer is always like this every year.

"Maybe." Song Shuman replied.

On the way home, Song Shuman met Chen Ningshu, who was holding a cake box in her hand. Seeing Song Shuman here, Chen Ningshu was stunned, "Excellent student, why are you here? Today is Zhou Ru's birthday, don't you Do you not know?"

"I……"

"She'll be at home now. Help me take this birthday cake to her. I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Song Shuman took the cake and was about to hail a rickshaw when Chen Ningshu stopped her.

"Hello, honor student."

"Sister Ning Shu, is there anything else?"

Ning Shu waved his hand at her, "Let's go, hurry up, otherwise today will be over."

Sister Ning Shu turned around and left after she finished speaking. Song Shuman stood where she was, trying to stop her, but in the end she didn't speak.

When Song Shuman arrived, Zhou Ru was already somewhat drunk.Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were slightly drunk, and the cheongsam highlighted her waist, not to mention, she was still twisting around unsteadily.Zhou Ru shook the wine glass in her hand, the wine stained the glass wall red, she looked at the reflection in the glass, and slowly raised her head to look at Song Shuman.

Song Shuman put the cake on the table, Zhou Ru put down the wine glass when she saw Song Shuman.With one hand in hand, he just threw himself at Song Shuman, and fell completely on her body.

She was coquettish, and stroked Song Shuman's neck with her fingertips all the way, stopping at the collarbone to caress, "Why are you here, I've been drinking for a long time."

It was the first time that Song Shuman saw Zhou Ru acting like a baby. On weekdays, Song Shuman coaxed her into saying sweet words and couldn't listen to her.Zhou Ru blinked to look at her, the curly eyelashes were full of moonlight, and she fell all down in the blink of an eye, hitting Song Shuman's heart.

Song Shuman didn't understand Zhou Ru's hometown dialect, but Wu Nong's soft words made her tickle.As soon as Song Shuman lowered her head, those red lips came into view.

Song Shuman kissed her lips, opened her teeth with the tip of her tongue, probing Zhou Ru's softest place.Neither of them had much experience, so they could only cling to each other and kiss stumblingly.Zhou Ru's mouth still smelled of wine, this kiss was bitter, but Song Shuman felt it was sweet.

Zhou Ru ended the kiss first, and she pressed her hand against Song Shuman's chest. The kiss lasted too long, and Zhou Ru took a small breath.It was a cold day, even though there was a charcoal fire for warmth, the air still turned into white smoke in the air, covering Zhou Ru's eyes with a layer of mist.

"Sister Ning Shu said, today is your birthday."

"My birthday? I never celebrate my birthday."

"why?"

"Being a year older is something to celebrate."

Confused, Zhou Ru raised his glass and took another sip of wine, "What's the date today?"

Song Shuman put her arms around Zhou Ru's slender waist, and spoke close to Zhou Ru's ear, "The third day of March. I'm so confused, I'm afraid I might forget who I am." After finishing speaking, she bit Zhou Ru's ear. The roots of your ears and teeth are lightly ground, although there is a sense of punishment, but the force is not severe.

Song Shuman's breath lingered in Zhou Ru's ears, she couldn't stand the teasing, she got up and knelt on Song Shuman's body, her knees sank into the sofa.Zhou Ru turned sideways, took the wine glass on the table, and took a sip on his own, "The third day of the third month, Zhou Ru was named on this day, I have a lot of third days of the third month, unfortunately, none of them are What a day."

"Today is, and it will be in the future. From now on, I will accompany you to celebrate your birthday on the third day of every March."

Zhou Ru approached Song Shuman, nose to nose, she looked up at Song Shuman, "You said it."

Song Shuman's cheeks turned red when she looked at her, and even the roots of her ears turned red. Song Shuman felt very hot at the moment, and the weather really got hotter.

The smell of alcohol on Zhou Ru's body hit the tip of Song Shuman's nose, which made Song Shuman feel a little drunk, "Sister, how much wine have you drunk?"

"Just a little, do you want to drink?" Zhou Ru stood up supporting Song Shuman's shoulders, staggered to the table, picked up the bottomless jar of wine, Song Shuman was afraid that she would fall He quickly got up and wanted to help her up.

Zhou Ru held the wine and turned to Song Shuman, "I won't drink it for you."

"Have you ever been drunk in front of other people?"

"Of course, it's March [-]rd."

"Really? What's her name then?"

Zhou Ru tilted her head, deliberately not looking at Song Shuman, "I won't tell you."

Song Shuman picked up the bag when she came up, and went to the door to put on her shoes, "It's getting late, I should go back."

Zhou Ru trotted to lie on Song Shuman's back, and wrapped his arms around Song Shuman's waist, "I heard that some people have knocked over the jar of vinegar. Don't you think so, Miss Song."

"Why did I fight that jealous jar? Tell me, whose jealousy am I?"

Song Shuman is jealous because she is jealous of her appearance, because she is afraid that others will see her.

Zhou Ru leaned against Song Shuman's back, her voice came from her heart, "Don't go, stay with me."

Song Shuman straightened up, she held Zhou Ruhuan's hand around her waist, loosened her waist, and turned to face her, "From now on, you are not allowed to drink in front of others."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Zhou Ru's Jiangnan ditty is sweet, and it flows across the Qinhuai River. Song Shuman put his arms around Zhou Ru's waist, "On weekdays, how come you can talk like this?"

Song Shuman opened the cake box, the cake was very small, the white cream was spread evenly, surrounded by sliced ​​fruits.

"Sister Ning Shu took this cake, light the candles and make a wish."

The candles were lit one by one, Song Shuman extinguished the kerosene lamp, the room was dark, only the light of the candles remained, shining faintly on Zhou Ru's face.

Zhou Ru clasped his hands together, Song Shuman didn't know what the wish was.

Song Shuman looked at the cake, but still felt that something was missing, and then remembered to ask: "By the way, have you eaten longevity noodles today?"

Zhou Ru shook his head, "I've said it all, I don't celebrate my birthday."

"You wait for me here. I'll cook longevity noodles for you. I'll celebrate your birthday. I'll celebrate your birthdays in the future."

Song Shuman cooked the noodles and brought them upstairs. She put an egg in the noodles, longevity noodles and eggs. Ever since she could remember, she would see such a bowl of noodles on the dining table on her birthday.

"Longevity noodles, I don't cook very tasty, you can eat some, and there are cakes."

Zhou Ru moved to the table, holding the bowl in her left hand, while Song Shuman sat and watched her eat, pick it up, and put it into her mouth, but there was always no sound.

Zhou Ru couldn't eat after a few mouthfuls, and put the egg back into the noodles. She sat back on the bed and leaned on Song Shuman's shoulder, "The noodles are delicious. I haven't eaten longevity noodles for a long time. .”

Drowsy, sleepy and drunk, Zhou Ru opened and closed his eyes in a daze, and the "sister" that he said softly was like a murmur in sleep.Song Shuman didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"

Zhou Ru leaned on Song Shuman's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep, without answering, Song Shuman hummed nursery rhymes softly, singing and singing, the moon went down.