Five years simulation three years first

It was past twelve o'clock when he came out of the cinema, Feng Zhou counted the time and said calmly, "Are you hungry?"

Yu Shaochun asked him, "What do you want to treat me to?"

"You will know when you go."

Central Avenue is not as "mellow and beautiful" as the square in the city center before, and there are billboards standing next to the escalators, obviously considering the road-crazy attributes of some people, and it is extra humane.

Others don't know whether they are satisfied or not, but Feng Zhou himself is very satisfied.

He glanced at Yu Shaochun downstairs who was in a daze, and typed a line in the dialog box: "Ready to act."

Young Master Yu didn't feel the taste of conspiracy at all, and just two steps down the escalator, someone blindfolded him from behind.

He himself is quite full of inner drama, and immediately arranged a revenge drama for himself: "I rely on you to ask for money! You can call my dad and his number is—"

The person who kidnapped him didn't care about what he confessed at all, and continued to push him forward unmoved.

"Where's Feng Zhou?" He shouted again, "You let Feng Zhou go and he doesn't know anything!"

Feng Zhou smiled helplessly at the side, implying that the two "kidnappers" should act softly.

A group of four walked into a store in front of them in such a strange posture, causing passers-by to stare sideways, wondering what they were doing in broad daylight.

Although Yu Shaochun was really flustered at the beginning, but after thinking about it carefully, it is unlikely that such a thing will happen in broad daylight, so he joked and suspected that it was Feng Zhou's birthday surprise for him, but this doubt As soon as he poked his head out, he was overwhelmed by another suspicion.

Based on his own understanding, would Feng Zhou really understand these so-called "surprises"?

He felt like he had come a long way before being let go.After the blindfold was removed, there was still darkness in front of him.

Even Feng Zhou had disappeared.

Yu Shaochun was about to touch his phone when all the lights in the room turned on suddenly, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

The overly cheerful singing and several ensembles sounded behind him, the voices were uneven, and some tormented the ears:

"Say goodbye to all your troubles and say hello to all your happiness!"

"Dear darling wishing you—happy birthday! May you be happy—forever—"

He was taken aback, looked back, and was facing the bright smiling face of the Shanghai Haidilao waiter and the huge light sign in his hand.

The words on the light board are written in fluorescent red, orange, yellow and green, flickering and flickering, which is very wonderful.

Behind the Haidilao waiter, everyone who had rejected his invitation with "no time" looked at him triumphantly with "unexpected" expressions.

He really didn't expect it.

Yu Shaochun froze on the spot, and the crowd singing Haidilao's happy birthday song slowly approached and put on him a birthday hat with a strange shape.

Li Guohao cheered: "Happy birthday to Mr. Yu! Be happy every day and everything goes well!"

"Aren't you all free?" He was a little confused, "Why..."

Tang Qian took the cake from the staff of Haidilao and held it in front of him: "Feng Xueba discussed with us to give you a surprise, let us all say that we are not free, and then he brought you here, why? Like? Surprise, right?"

Li Guohao hooked his shoulder on the other side: "How is it? Is it a surprise or a surprise?"

Really surprised and surprised.

It was a two-tier cake, pale yellow, with a giant sunflower painted in icing.

It's "Sunflowers" by Vincent van Gogh.

The colorful lights flickered behind him, the hot pot that had been prepared on the table was bubbling, and the hot steam swirled into the lights.

Best friends are celebrating their birthdays by their side, not far from...  

He looked up consciously, and saw that the person he was thinking of was standing not far away and adjusting the camera.

"This is a camera specially provided by our store," a staff member introduced, "It is specially used for customers who ordered the birthday box. After taking the photo, it will be edited and printed online immediately, which is very timely."

Hearing that he was going to boast about the camera, Feng Zhou smiled, raised his head and said, "Stand up, let's take a picture."

"Guest, we can take pictures for you here."

"No need," he refused, "I'll just take pictures."

Lu Xiaonan frowned: "Feng Xueba, why don't you come and take a photo together?"

Feng Zhou shook his head and raised the camera to his eyes.Tang Qian and Li Guohao had been prepared for a long time, one left and one right pulled up a banner in front of everyone.

The banner is the familiar black font with yellow characters on a red background, and it is so dirty:

"Happy birthday to the best Mr. Yu in the world!"

Yu Shaochun couldn't laugh or cry: "Your aesthetics are hopeless."

Chen Si sneered: "You didn't feel dirty when you ordered the banner for Feng Bao."

When ordering banners for Feng Zhou?

Yu Shaochun suddenly realized why all of this was slightly familiar, and looked at the person holding the camera, and was about to ask him why he didn't come to take pictures with him, but when the words came to his lips, he was afraid that they would be too deliberate, so he could only swallow them back.

"Chen Si, you are a little lower, blocking the back," Feng Zhou directed, "It should be about five centimeters lower."

Chen Si frowned: "How can I count five centimeters, my lord? I don't have a ruler in my eyes."

Tang Qian sighed: "Hey, let me tiptoe."

Tai Mei winked: "Don't block me, the hairstyle I specially made for today!"

There were obviously not many people, but it was very noisy, and the staff around them also looked at them and laughed, and the happy song "Say goodbye to all troubles" still echoed in the air.

Three two one, the flash lights up, and freezes the youthful faces of the teenagers.

The golden sunflowers were blooming in Yu Shaochun's hands, which inexplicably made people feel very warm.

"Birthday, make a wish and cut the cake!"

Yu Shaochun cleared his throat, clasped his hands together and silently made a wish.

Feng Zhou handed the camera to the staff next to him, and as soon as he came over, someone suddenly wiped his face.

He froze for a moment, then looked up, and saw Yu Shaochun had cream on his fingers, looking at him with a bright smile.

"Childish." Feng Zhou narrowed his eyes, and unceremoniously returned him a touch of cream.

The staff withdrew and left the rest of the time to them.A group of seventeen or eighteen people were like children, jumping up and down, insisting on smearing cream on other people's faces and bodies, all flying around.

Shou Xing himself had a bad head, but he didn't seem to feel guilty, and cut a piece of cake for Feng Zhou with a smile.

"good mood?"

"Xiao Feng, you can do it," he said in a low voice, "you have learned how to surprise people."

Feng Zhou took the cake: "I learned from you."

He has never learned how to be nice to a person since he was a child.Because of the relationship between parents and relatives, I never really understood the word "love". Even Chen Si, who grew up with bamboo horses and bamboo horses, tried Feng Qingqing's harsh methods of controlling children on him. .

Only this person in front of him is different.

He never knew that if he wanted to try to be nice to someone, he would be so gentle.

"Master," Feng Zhou asked, "What wish did you just make?"

Yu Shaochun whispered, "It won't work if you say your wish."

Feng Zhou never believed in these things: "It's okay, it won't hurt if you tell me."

"I'll think about it."

He had a somewhat troubled expression on his face, hesitated for a while before slowly saying: "My wish is world peace, and children in poor counties can eat Wuchang rice."

A crack appeared in Feng Zhou's expression: "Don't copy what I said to fool me, okay?"

"Your wish is my wish." Someone Yu patted him on the shoulder, "With the support of two people, we will be able to get rid of poverty in an all-round way next year."

The two sat on Haidilao's leather sofa, looking at the monkey-like people next to them who were still fighting, they felt that they were really energetic.

"It's really energetic," Yu Shaochun said, "Young people are so energetic."

Feng Zhou glanced at him: "Can you stop talking to me like an old father?"

"I haven't asked you yet, why didn't you come and take a photo together just now?" His voice was a bit more complaining, "We didn't have many photos together."

Feng Zhou lowered his eyes: "You didn't take pictures with me when I celebrated my birthday."

Yu Shaochun was stunned for a moment: "Damn, do you hold grudges?"

"I don't hold any grudges," Feng Zhou said, "In this way, when you look at the photos in the future, you will always think of one less person, and that person is me."

"Hey?"

Looking at the serious man in front of him, Yu Shaochun couldn't turn his head around for a moment.

It is said that love words are the most provocative when people who don't usually talk about them. Now he is deeply touched, and his restless heart that has just calmed down is ready to move again.

But this person didn't seem to realize that he was talking about love, and his face was serious, which made him think a little dirty.

A group of people gathered together until [-] or [-] o'clock, and originally wanted to continue until midnight, but Feng Zhou pushed his glasses and told everyone to study hard and do their homework during the holidays to prepare for the upcoming exams and senior year life in the next semester .

There was a sound of wailing all of a sudden, and the person who was still full of energy just now turned into a frost-beaten eggplant. He found an excuse to say that he really had something to do this time, and walked away in a desperate manner.

For a while, the huge box was deserted.

Yu Shaochun looked at Feng Zhou, feeling a bit of reluctance in his heart: "When is the next time we meet?"

Feng Zhou picked up the banner that was thrown on the sofa, and carefully folded it: "Let's start school."

"really?"

Feng Zhou turned to look at him: "Otherwise?"

"I......"

It seemed that something was stuck in his throat, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Actually, there is something I didn't tell you before," Feng Zhou said slowly, "After my grandma heard that you helped her pay for her medical expenses, she wanted to see you again no matter what she said."

"what?"

Yu Shaochun didn't understand this turning point and was a little confused.

"So would you like to come to my grandmother's house for a few days before going back?"

After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he seemed a little embarrassed: "It's okay if you don't want to come, I..."

Yu Shaochun quickly responded: "I want to go, why don't I want to go!"