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Let’s say he ordered a cake specially. Today is Ji Cheng’s birthday, because after linking the account, he can see the basic information, so he didn’t care at first.

But who would have thought that Ji Cheng would want to be his lover.

Zhong Yun looked down at the time after expressing his daily emotion. Just now he ordered an urgent cake in the bathroom on a whim, and now he is about to pay and leave. Why hasn't the cake arrived yet?

Really anxious to kill him!

"Well, who ordered the birthday cake?" An impatient voice came from behind, and Zhong Yun was so shocked that the outside was scorched and the inside was tender. It would be meaningless to say the surprise directly!

He turned around in embarrassment: "I ordered it."

Ji Cheng, who was paying the money, looked at Zhong Yun with a puzzled expression. Today is not his boyfriend's birthday. After being confused for a long time, Ji Cheng realized that today is his 17th birthday.

In an instant, his heart seemed to be agitated by the sunshine of July, and he was so nervous that he was sweating thinly. He never thought that Zhong Yun would know that his birthday was today, and he himself forgot!

It would be a lie to say that there is no surprise, I was so moved that I couldn't help crying.

On his seventh birthday, the wind on the mountain was really cold, even so cold that it made people fearful and desperate. At that time, he couldn't help but shed tears and sobbed softly.

Ji Cheng squeezed his upper lip tightly, and bit the tender flesh in his mouth with his teeth, and finally calmed down when he felt a deep tingling pain.

"For... for me?" His voice became hoarse uncontrollably, and the tears that he had finally forced back seemed to be overflowing again.

"Ah... ah! Yes."

Zhong Yun frantically handed the cake box to Ji Cheng, he didn't know why Ji Cheng was made to cry again, and it was also inexplicably like this when he confessed his confession, and he looked aggrieved and about to cry.

He stood at a loss, and didn't know what to say to comfort Ji Cheng.

"puff."

The corners of Ji Cheng's mouth raised into a smile, his eyes were still filled with tears of gratitude like a person who had suffered a lot and was filled with a little bit of sweetness, his eyes were as bright as glass wet with water.

"Here you go," he took the cake with both hands, "really... If you don't tell me sooner, I'm full."

Zhong Yun noticed that Ji Cheng was deeply moved, and he opened the cake box with him. What he ordered was a very plain and simple fruit cake, with only one layer, about the size of a face. The upper size is just right.

Zhong Yun stuck a few edible candles on it: "Make a wish!"

Make a wish?

Ji Cheng was silent, and he closed his eyes slowly for a long time, but was interrupted by Zhong Yun, who said in a serious way: "You have to express your wishes to be effective."

"You said it the other way around, isn't it only effective if you don't say it?"

Ji Cheng opened his eyes and looked at Zhong Yun who was opposite him. He hoped that Zhong Yun would always like him, and that they could grow old together without leaving any regrets for the two of them.

"I can only know if you tell me. Otherwise, how can I help you realize your wish? Isn't wish something that you want to realize but will never be satisfied? Because there must be many wishes, so you have to tell me so that I can find a way to help you solve it." .”

The lucky guy who had his birthday today froze for a moment, then smiled gently at the person who was willing to help him realize his birthday wish, his eyes seemed to be full of bright sunshine.

"Okay."

Ji Cheng said softly: "I hope...you can live to the faltering age without any regrets."

"Happy birthday, Ji Cheng."

Zhong Yun's heart skipped a beat, he knew that Ji Cheng had picked out gifts for a long time after his birthday, and he really didn't know what to give, until last night he suddenly thought of something he thought was good.

It is a practical item.

Time went back to last night, just before he finished chatting with Ji Cheng and was about to go to bed, he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered that there was something that could be given to Ji Cheng as a birthday present.

So he got up quickly for fear that he would forget, he remembered that Ji Cheng was very interested in taking pictures, so... just buy a new mobile phone.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yun felt more and more that this idea was a good one.

Although Ji Cheng already has a mobile phone, it is not the latest model, and mobile phones are more popular in the lower seven districts, so the energy meter is not needed.

All in all, when Ji Cheng saw the new phone, he looked rather flattered, and then accepted it with a smile.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for what. Today is your birthday. It is meaningful to have someone give you a gift on your birthday! Do you think it makes sense?"

There was a smile in the corner of Ji Cheng's eyes, "How do you know my birthday, I don't even know when your birthday is."

"It's written on your account."

"You shouldn't see it, how did you see it?"

"Didn't we link the account? It's in the basic information. Look, you can probably see it without the Internet."

"Really, no wonder you know that my birthday is today."

The two teenagers played wildly all afternoon, running around, throwing bottles around, arguing for half an hour over which brand of drink to buy when they were thirsty, and refusing to admit the cold while blowing cold wind on the bridge.

At this time, they are in the prime of life, and they feel that the suffering in this world is nothing more than this, and no matter how difficult and dangerous they are, they can hold on and not cry.

I hope that after years of going back and forth, they will not be separated, but will be closer to each other.

??When grown up??

32. Two years

◎Admitted to university◎

Two years later, the college entrance examination ended.

There are many major turning points in life. The world accepts that the college entrance examination is the first fork in the road. Candidates who walk out of the examination room will return to the bridge with their high school classmates.

The sea is as wide as the fish, and the sky is as high as the birds. After receiving the admission notice, Ji Cheng stared at the thin piece of paper in a daze. He was admitted by a university in the upper district.Although it's not the Upper Seventh, it's not far from the Upper Seventh.

The lower fourth district is adjacent to the upper third district and the upper fourth district. Among the fifteen lower districts, only the lower fourth district and the lower fifth district are adjacent to the upper district. The development of these two lower districts is the best among all the lower districts.

Zhong Yun's home is in the Upper Seventh District, which is separated from the Lower Fourth District by the fourth and fifth upper districts, and it takes three or four hours to get there by car, while the university is in the Upper Fifth District, which is only about an hour away from Zhong Yun's home.

The future is really as bright as an Olympic athlete winning the championship.

Zhong Yun immediately called him to share his joy. He did not enroll in the same school as Ji Cheng, but he was also in the fifth district.

"Where's your admission letter, show me."

"Here."

Ji Cheng, who was also a little anxious, took it out for Zhong Yun to have a look at, and spread it out with one hand, the dark golden cursive script flashed in the bright morning sun, making it particularly eye-catching.

And he looked at the small print in the corner for a long time. The only address covered by shadows was No. 8, Nanqiang Street, Upper Fifth District.That was the place where he would live for the next four years, and he knew almost nothing about it, the more he felt like this, the more he seemed to be looking forward to it.

This is unbelievable, the former self would never have thought that he would have a boyfriend whom he had been dating for three years now, nor would he have thought that he was admitted to a university in the upper district.

The past is unbearable, but the future can always be expected.

"I'll show you my admission letter. It's quite elegant. The internal structure design is very good and exquisite."

"This admission notice is really good-looking."

"That's right, I'll just say it." Zhong Yun nodded affirmatively, Ji Cheng glanced at him casually, only to see Zhong Yun hugging a chubby black cat and laughing away.

"This cat has gained a lot of weight, and now my hands are so sore when I hold it for a long time, and I can't lose weight, alas."

Zhong Yun still remembered the pitiful appearance of this mixed-hair cat shivering in a cardboard box covered with old clothes. Its weak cry seemed to be just a moment ago, and time always passed by in an instant.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Cheng sighed, Zhong Yun didn't realize that Ji Cheng's family couldn't afford the eldest son to go to college.

Ji Cheng's father's salary is not high, so he can barely let Ji Cheng finish high school, and Ji Cheng has a younger brother who is studying, so even if there is no tuition fee, there are living expenses and tuition and miscellaneous expenses, and then there is not much money left.

He still couldn't get out of trouble after all.

"What else can I do?"

Ji Cheng bit his lips and asked himself, his nails dug into the flesh and pressed crescent-like marks, he didn't care about the pain in his hand, the bitterness in his chest was more unbearable than this.

In Ji Cheng's heart, he gave up the choice of asking Zhong Yun for help. Zhong Yun has no responsibility, and he would not ask others to help him study, let alone Zhong Yun who has no independent income like him.

On the bright and sunny day outside, clouds appeared at some point and covered the entire sky, and the sun was struggling to pass through the clouds to reach the ground.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and the system automatically pushed: Sometimes truth is more absurd than fiction, because fiction is carried out under a certain logic, while reality often has no logic at all. (by Mark Twain)

"..."

The silent Ji Cheng turned his head gently, facing this reality, but he has no strength to resist, far inferior to the son of destiny in those novels, the difference between the cloud and the mud can be seen at a glance.

Changing one's life against the sky would never happen to someone like him who is not even considered ordinary.

After deleting the chicken soup sentence on the mobile phone, Ji Cheng still couldn’t get relief. The cloud he wanted had drifted like the sky and gradually disappeared in the afterglow of the dusk. Slow down.

The phone vibrated again suddenly, pulling his flying thoughts back. It was a phone call, and the ringing sound was fast and harsh, as if urging him to answer it quickly.

It turned out to be a call from the upper district, with an unfamiliar number written on the name, and when he slid the button with his right hand, Ji Cheng heard a burst of noisy voices after connecting the call.

A vague human voice came from the opposite side, "There are still people using mobile phones these days. Oh, it's people from the lower district, so it's okay."

"Isn't it connected yet?"

"Already connected." This is another voice.

Ji Cheng wrinkled