Please don't be so hard on me!

At the end of the year, the number of people traveling abroad to visit relatives suddenly increased. Miao Cun looked at the air tickets for a long time, but they became more expensive every day.

Can't delay any longer.

After Luo Yuanhe returned to France, he was much busy. After receiving his parents in France, he accompanied him around the Mediterranean Sea.Fortunately, the old man's itinerary is also very leisurely, so he directly reported a European cruise.When he received the call from Miao Cun, he was very bored and was sketching the opposite bank on the balcony of the cabin.

"Change the video." He ordered lazily.

Just as Miao Cun was about to say something, he silently swallowed it back, "Oh."

Cut to the video and dialed over, startled by the green stubble on Luo Yuanhe's chin: "Who tortured you?"

Luo Yuanhe smiled wryly: "You will find out when you take your parents out."

Generally speaking, this kind of matter is handled by Luo Minghan. He is naturally suitable for arranging and manipulating others. He can arrange everything in a thoughtful and orderly manner. Luo Yuanhe is not good at these things, so he doesn't worry about it with peace of mind. Gradually, he becomes more unfamiliar up.

Miao Cun couldn't help laughing: "But you are going to be 30 soon, and you still can't even take care of yourself."

Luo Yuanhe put down his pen and looked at him helplessly: "Don't remind me so early."

"Happy 30 years old." Miao Cun said deliberately, sweet and naughty.

"Unhappy." Luo Yuanhe didn't accept his affection, "I will be happy only if someone rescues me."

"But you look handsome when you're unhappy." Miao Cun said.It's a bit rough, but this unrestrained and uninhibited temperament is in line with Luo Yuanhe's temperament.

With no one around, Luo Yuanhe raised his hand, and scratched Miao Cun's nose vaguely through the screen.

Miao Cun did some mental training before asking, "Brother Luo, are you going back to China for your 30th birthday?"

"No, my parents are here to celebrate my birthday with me in advance."

"Then I can't say happy birthday to you myself."

Luo Yuanhe thought for a while: "Then I go back to China?"

Miao Cun: "...Huh?"

Luo Yuanhe thought about it again, and seemed to have carefully reviewed his schedule: "It may be a bit difficult. I will go to Northern Europe at the end of the month. I don't know if it will be too late."

"No," Miao Cun resolutely vetoed him, "The long-distance flight is very tiring."

In fact, Luo Yuanhe didn't feel much about his 30th birthday, because he spent every year with Luo Minghan, and the two of them celebrated their birthday together, which dilutes the specialness, making everyone seem to be the one who was taken by the way.Although they can be separated after adulthood, Luo Yuanhe is an artist with a personality of idle clouds and wild cranes in his bones, and he doesn't pay much attention to these cumbersome rituals.

"Let me think about it," tapped the pencil between my fingers on the screen, "Did Miu Miu prepare a gift for me?"

Was guessed right.

"And it's a very important gift with thousands of choices."

Miao Cun bit his lower lip, neither denying nor affirming.

"Do you have any arrangements for your birthday?" He quickly vetoed it himself after asking: "I must know some, I mean, do you have time the day before, or two days before?"

Luo Yuanhe's casual expression was slightly startled just now, and he vaguely guessed a possibility in his heart: "...you want to come to France?"

"Don't be so smart."

Luo Yuanhe stopped drawing sketches, put away his pen and drawing book, put his hand on his lips and smiled: "There may be arrangements or no arrangements on the birthday, it depends..."

"depending on?"

"It depends on who is celebrating my birthday with me."

"What about French artists and exhibitors?"

"That's not free."

"Where are the teachers and students in France?"

"Not available either."

"What about the Chinese students?"

"It depends on which one it is."

The corners of Miao Cun's lips curled up: "There is a student named Ai Cen who can't speak clearly..."

Luo Yuanhe burst out laughing, the laughter seemed to be absent, with tenderness and helplessness, "Then you are free 24 hours."

Miao Cun pressed his palm to his face: "Then I told him to buy a plane ticket."

After hanging up the video, a face biting its lip and trying to stop smiling appeared on the black screen, it was so silly.

Miao Cun lay on his arm, his heart beating wildly.

Teacher Luo must accompany his girlfriend on his birthday. He can wait for midnight to deliver the gift one night in advance, and then fly back to China the next day, so that their date will not be delayed at all.

When he was planning this, a push was posted on the Hanglv app, showing that he had a new flight.

Passenger: Miao Cun

Destination: Paris

Date: February [-]

Luo Yuanhe's WeChat followed up: "I'll accompany you to see the Louvre. You can buy it on your own time on the return trip. Don't take too long a vacation."

Miao Cun:!He doesn't have a visa yet!

It is not difficult to apply for a visa to France, as long as you provide the required information.Miao Cun found an agent on the Internet and explained his situation in detail.Because he is still a student, all criteria mainly depend on the assets and conditions of his family and parents.

In order to meet Luo Yuanhe, he could only go to Miao Jiancheng.

Miao Jiancheng looked at the long and varied list, and frowned: "property certificate... business license... six-month bank statement... economic income certificate... real estate book... motor vehicle book..."

After reading it, he frowned deeper and looked at Miao Cun, "What are you doing in France?"

Miao Cun pretended to be obedient and clever: "Didn't you just say that there is an exchange program abroad in the college, and I was called by the teacher to go there."

"Free?"

"It's free." Knowing that he was most afraid of paying, Miao Cun sneered inwardly, but didn't show it on his face: "The outbound tickets have already been bought together."

Miao Jiancheng is a small citizen in his heart, and the fear of officials is engraved in his genes. When he heard that the college had bought tickets for Tongtong, he felt that he couldn't cause trouble for the college, so he grumbled reluctantly: "Okay, Whether these things exist, it doesn’t matter whether the embassy sees them or not.”

Miao Cun asked: "How many certificates of deposit can you provide?"

The Miao family’s house and broken car are far from before, and the shop is located in such a poor location in the west of the city, and its commercial value is pitifully low. The agent said that in this case, it depends on the business flow of the fruit stand and its own deposit certificate. , the richer the better.

When Miao Jiancheng was asked this question, he felt like he had been exposed. He cleared his throat, and just about to open his mouth, Li Liping cried out first: "How much more can there be? 3 yuan is the sky."

While speaking, he bumped Miao Jiancheng with his elbow.

Miao Jiancheng shut his mouth obediently.

"Three." Miao Cun choked for a moment, "This is impossible."

Li Liping's eyes widened: "How is that impossible? You look at your child, you usually look at him, he is so cute and quiet, but in fact, he is thinking about the pension money of the two old people in his heart." ? Then tell me, how many do we have?"

Miao Jiancheng stared at him in displeasure, with a gloomy look that Miao Cun really cared about the cost of their coffins.

Miao Cun's heart sank. The two of them are divorced and remarried, and both are self-employed. The conditions are inherently poor. The current French visa and Schengen visa are tightened at the end of the year. If they can't produce enough deposit certificates... He won't be able to see Luo Yuanhe anymore.

Li Liping's face is different from when she first begged Miao Cun. After all, she also quickly realized that Miao Cong is not a young artist who can't even sit still for half an hour. Miao Cong's grades soared suddenly, while saving money for him to go to a third-rate private undergraduate.

She gnawed on melon seeds, "If you can't go, don't go. Although the school pays for it, then you can eat, go shopping, buy souvenirs, etc. It doesn't cost money?"

Miao Cun held back his anger: "I can pay for it myself, and I won't ask you for money."

Li Liping smiled and thought of something: "By the way, haven't you been painting to make money? Can you transfer the money to our card as a proof of deposit? Right? It's okay to put it on your own card as a proof, but The Chinese embassy is not stupid, oh, your parents are poor and white, your ex-wife son who went to France is so rich, he will not suspect that your money comes from unknown sources, do you want to blackmail in France?"

Miao Cun clenched his fists, endured and endured, making sure that he could calm down, and then said again: "Give me the card number, I will call 20, and you can add up to [-], which should be enough."

Miao Jiancheng's eyes widened: "Where did you get so much money?"

Miao Cun looked at him coldly: "My mother left it to me, don't worry about it."

In fact, it is all his own money, but one cannot reveal his wealth, let alone his ability to make money, otherwise he will be targeted by these greedy people and repeatedly suck blood.

As soon as Yan'er was mentioned, Miao Jiancheng shut up.He owed her so much that he had been away for many years, and sometimes he was still afraid that she would not be happy if she came to find him, and he would not forget to offer incense to her during the festivals and festivals, so that she would not miss the people in the world.

Li Liping squinted at Miao Jiancheng: "Why is Yan'er so rich? Why did you have nothing but a rotten fruit shop when I was with you?"

Miao Cun turned his gaze to her: "I warn you, this money is not something you can think about. The bank may ask to freeze it for a month, and as soon as the time limit expires, it will be transferred back to me."

His gaze was terrible, as if the 20 was his life-saving money, without which he would die.Li Liping couldn't believe that she was sweating from being stared at by him, goosebumps sprang up on her back, and said very uncomfortably: "Hey, hey...see what you said, is auntie so bad? This is your mother The money." She said with pretended kindness.

The information was collected in the fastest time, and the agent arranged a detailed travel plan and hotel for him. After more than half a month, at the end of January, Miao Cun got the French visa.

During the time he was waiting for the visa, he was always restless, and he couldn't escape Luo Minghan's eyes.

In fact, Luo Minghan has been holding back, deliberately never bringing up the topic of birthday with Miao Cun, just because he is afraid of disturbing him and revealing that he already knows about the gift.

He thought Miao Cun was nervous about his upcoming birthday.

Indeed, on February [-]th, there are less than ten days left.

Luo Minghan probably never imagined that there would be such a day when he would sneak into the jewelry store by himself and carefully look at every type of men's jewelry.

It's like warming up my heart, and it seems that after doing this, I can slow down my inner expectations a little bit.

What will Miao Cun give?It can't really be a ring.

If Miao Cun really gave the ring, how would he react?If he refuses directly, Miao Cun will definitely be sad. Maybe he looks indifferent on the surface, but he will be so sad that he can't sleep.

If you accept it, but don't wear it, it seems inappropriate.After all, everyone who sends out a ring hopes that the other party can wear it cherished every day.If he keeps his fingers empty every time he sees Miao Cun, then Miao Cun will still be disappointed.

In other words...the only way to keep Miao Cun from being sad, sad, and disappointed is to accept this ring and wear it every day.

Luo Minghan found it difficult, but since it was sent by Miao Cun, he could do whatever he could to satisfy him.

Sales accompanied him to look at each piece, and saw that he was well-dressed, and the watch in his hand cost 60 to [-] yuan.But Luo Minghan was a little too patient, he was noncommittal about each one.

"Sir, do you want to see rings, pair of rings, bracelets or watches today, or men's necklaces? We also have several main promotions for this season."

Luo Minghan thought for a while and asked, "If a 19-year-old boy came to buy a gift, what would he choose?"

What a mouthful to ask. Sales thought about it for a while before realizing that he was asking what kind of style would a young boy like.Enthusiastically said: "Looking at his usual attire and aesthetics, some people like to be exaggerated and fashionable, while others like to be low-key and simple."

"At a very young age, he likes to wear T-shirts and canvas shoes. He has a good aesthetic and is a painter."

Although Miao Cun was a scumbag in a vocational school, Luo Minghan still felt that he was very talented, so he offered coffee to him without authorization.

"Oh..." Sales sneered, "Why don't you take a look at this pendant?"

Luo Minghan pointed to that bracelet: "He has taken a fancy to this before."

"This one..." Sales carefully took it out of the glass cabinet, and put it on the velvet tray with hands wearing white silk gloves: "This is a classic style in our family, it's really flattering to wear, ah By the way..." She seemed to think of something, "Tracy, didn't you host a kid some time ago? He bought this one?"

The shopping guide named tracy came over and took a look, "Yeah, that's right."

"That boy is just like you said, wearing a T-shirt inside and a down jacket outside. He looks very student-like, so he bought this. You can refer to it."

With a thought in Luo Minghan's mind, he was almost immediately sure that that person was Miao Cun.

"You mean, he bought this?"

"Indeed, I remember correctly." Sales said with a smile, "He has good eyesight. He also wears one on his hand."

Not a ring.

It was not a ring.

The sinking feeling in his heart was so vivid that Luo Minghan's Adam's apple twitched, unable to distinguish his inner emotions.He has done so long in psychological construction, when Miao Cun gave the ring, how he had to pretend to be unknowingly happy and surprised, and how arrogantly he refused, finally he reluctantly surrendered.

In the end, it turned out that it wasn't a ring.

A self-deprecating mood quickly spread, Luo Minghan slightly hooked his lower lip.That's right, he and Miao Cun have only been dating for four or five months, and it's not yet the time to give the ring. Miao Cun is not such a rash character.

Looking at the bright side, Miao Cun sent the same style.It's actually quite romantic.

"Sir? Sir? Do you want this?"

"No." Luo Minghan walked out of the shop, then went back and forth in the next second, "Look at the ring."

He gave him a bracelet, and he gave him a ring in return. Miao Cun should be very happy.

Luo Minghan chose carefully, thinking of the vivid expression that would appear on Miao Cun's beautiful face, he felt an unconscious softness in his heart.

He even shook his head laughing at himself.

Whose birthday is it?

Guan Yingtao celebrates his birthday in the clubhouse every year, and the scene is lively and enjoyable. This time, he released a message in advance, saying that Luo Shao's little boyfriend, Xiao Miaomiao, will make a big move on his birthday. The ring proposal has locked Young Master Luo in!

It made Luo Minghan come out to refute the rumors himself, but he didn't refute the rumors so seriously, he just smiled casually with his face down, and said paradoxically, "It's not that exaggerated."

It's not that exaggerated, it's true!

Everyone knows that Luo Minghan treats this Miu Miao differently, but they also want to see how this Miu Miu will behave on his birthday, how he will flatter him, and how he will please him.

But, he thought, Miao Cun was too calm and never asked him about his birthday plans, not even asking him if he had time that day or where he would spend it.

He really wanted Miao Cun to pretend to be mysterious and ask him whether he was happy on his 30th birthday, did he have any special feelings when he was about to turn 30, how he wanted to spend his birthday, who he wanted to be by his side, and maybe he would deliberately tease him. He said, I forgot to prepare a birthday present.

Luo Minghan would look at his innocent little trick in silence, with a smile on his face.

He waited a long time that day.