Ding, your little fool is online

After receiving Yuan Xing, Wang Yuyang took him home, took him to bed after dinner, and drove him to bed for a nap.

As the weather turned warmer, Wang Yuyang changed him to a thinner quilt, and urged Yuan Xing who was still eating with a bowl in the study: "Go and sleep for a while, or you will doze off in the afternoon."

Yuan Xing looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and he was going to work in half an hour.

"No, I can't sleep anymore." Yuan Xing hurriedly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "I'm going to work." After speaking, he ran towards the door.

Wang Yuyang hurriedly stopped him: "Come back to sleep, Yuan Xing, I'll help Zhang... Sister Yueyue said you have something to do in the morning, and your working hours have been changed, from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm."

Because Yuan Xing was more concerned about work, Wang Yuyang did not directly help him quit his job, but only discussed the working hours for him and Zhang Yue. Originally, the working hours were nearly ten hours from 01:30 p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. Coupled with the time spent on the road, it is too exhausting.

The working hours are half of the original, but the wages are not directly cut in half, but only a few hundred dollars less than before.

However, Wang Qianyang also considered this issue and did not discuss the issue of salary with him. As for the difference of several hundred yuan, he just made up for Yuan Xing.

"This, that's it." Yuan Xing nodded with a half-understanding, and let Wang Yuyang take out a piece of paper for him to wipe his mouth.

The two went into the house for lunch break.

Yuan Xing has never had the habit of taking a nap, and it is not easy to fall asleep once or twice occasionally.Perhaps it was because seeing Ling Qiuchi and the child in the house this morning gave him some shock, and now he was lying on the bed, his eyes wandering wildly, looking here and there, but he couldn't fall asleep.

After tossing back and forth for a while, Motoko got up from the bed, and found the clay doll and the light yellow card from his jacket pocket.

Yuan Xing put the clay puppet on the bedside table, blowing off the sticky dust on the card, sat at the table and took out a notepad and a pen, and tapped himself on the head.

In the morning, Grandma Fang asked him to write down the process of preparing Mr. Kaixin's birthday surprise.

Picking up the pen and blinking, Yuan Xing looked at the brand new and clean paper, feeling a little helpless.

Is it necessary to write first and have already thought about the gift?

He thought about it for a while, when he learned about Wang Yuyang's birthday, after recalling, he quickly hugged his head and lowered his head.

Yuan Xing looked down at the puppy on the slippers, shook his feet lightly, and shook his ears with the puppy, and let out a long sigh.

I always feel a little embarrassed...

But according to Fang Qiuyue, Yuan Xing needed to write down his thoughts from beginning to end, no matter how embarrassed he was, Yuan Xing had no choice but to bite the bullet and write it down.

Yuan Xing hasn't watched many movies, they are basically fragments, the only one that has watched the whole movie is...

He can't remember the name...

One time, Zhang Yue was watching a movie on his tablet during his free time at work. When he saw Yuan Xing approaching, he dragged him to watch it together.Yuan Xing couldn't remember the specific plot, but only remembered that there were many actors and many stories in the movie, and in the end these people and the stories were all connected together.

It seems... On a festival, a big brother brought a radio, took a few pieces of paper, and in the soft singing, silently sent holiday blessings and his love for her to a very beautiful young lady .

Motoko squinted his eyes and thought carefully, but couldn't think of anything else.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to be particularly embarrassing.

Yuan Xing blinked, picked up a pen and began to rustle in the notebook, whispering while writing: "...No, there is no holiday, so I need to replace the holiday blessings with those for Mr. Happy's birthday. Prepare a lot of paper. Write, write happy birthday to Mr. Kaixin, and then..."

In the movie, the following plot is that the big brother left with the radio and blessings, but then the young lady chased him out and gave him a tender kiss.

Thinking of that kiss, Motoko raised his head again, looked at the patterns on the wallpaper, and tapped his cheek with a pen.

When seeing that scene, Zhang Yue covered his eyes with his hand in time, saying that children can't watch, they will learn to be bad, but Yuan Xing still saw the kiss from Zhang Yue's unclosed fingers, and still Quietly opened his eyes wide.

It seems that it was kissed on the mouth.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, and then let go.

There was a desk calendar on the table, Yuan Xing's attention was attracted to it, and he raised his hand and turned to March, which was exactly on March 31.

Suddenly he was pleasantly surprised to find that this day is the end of the month, and he can have a wish after saving 500 yuan.

In this way, on that day, Mr. Happy can have a birthday wish, and Yuan Xing also has a wish that Mr. Happy made a long time ago.

That's great, Yuanxing squinted his eyes and smiled, he could have a wish.

His wish didn't seem to come true last time, and he hasn't figured out his wish this time.But this birthday surprise was learned by Yuan Xing from the movie, if we follow the plot...

Yuan Xing looked at March 31 on the calendar, pursed his lips again, and typed a horizontal line after "then" on the book, as if waiting to fill in the blank.

This is Yuan Xing's preliminary expectation for Wang Jianyang's birthday surprise.

After writing the last paragraph, Yuan Xing wrote today's date on it, March 21st.

There are only ten days left until my birthday.

He fiddled with so many things at noon, and naturally he was yawning when he went to work in the afternoon.Zhang Yue had just answered Wang Yuyang's call in the morning, and seeing Yuan Xing sleepy like a panda again in the afternoon, she couldn't help but come over and pat him on the shoulder, asking him why he was so sleepy.

In the phone call in the morning, Wang Yuyang did not tell Zhang Yue that he sent Yuan Xing to the rehabilitation center, but only said that he was considering his health.

So now Zhang Yue is very curious.

Yuan Xing put down the bottle of sour plum soup, rubbed his eyes, and said softly, "No, I didn't do anything, I just went to the hospital."

"Hospital??" Zhang Yue immediately grabbed Yuan Xing's shoulder, and said nervously, "Yuan Xing, are you okay?"

Is it really because I made Yuan Xing work for too long before and got sick from exhaustion?

"No." Yuan Xing yawned again, and smiled at Zhang Yue, "It's me, I'm going to study, I'm not sick, sister Yueyue, don't worry."

Zhang Yue frowned, expressing that she was a little confused: "What can you learn when you go to the hospital?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing lowered his eyes slightly and thought.

"Go learn, learn to be one, better luck."

In the early morning of the next day, the fine spring rain moistened the dry air in Beijing, and fell on the green shoots and buds of the branches. The crystal clear water droplets added a bit of freshness to the hazy sky.

Wang Jianyang sent Yuan Xing to the rehabilitation center on time again, and hurried to work after explaining a few words like yesterday.

In order to prevent the rain from getting wet on the documents, Fang Qiuyue's office closed the windows today, and the white curtains were quietly hung on one side.

Yuan Xing politely put the rain-stained umbrella by the wall outside the door, and walked in with a rattling sound: "Grandma, I, I'm here."

"It's Yuan Xing." Fang Qiuyue sat on the seat and smiled kindly.

After Yuan Xing walked over, he saw the "Little Prince" that was not sent out yesterday and Yuan Xing's half-opened candy box in front of him. He remembered what he said yesterday, unwrapped the candy and handed it to Fang Qiuyue. Success Get that copy of "The Little Prince" with a playful little fox on the cover.

After exchanging gifts, Yuan Xing rummaged through the schoolbag by his side, and showed Fang Qiuyue the little book in which he wrote the birthday surprise he prepared for Wang Yuyang yesterday.

"Grandma Fang, I, I wrote it, Mr. Happy's, birthday surprise."

Fang Qiuyue was a little surprised: "Didn't you say you couldn't show it to me yesterday?"

Yuan Xing scratched his head: "Well, actually, it's not impossible to watch..."

After a few glances, Fang Qiuyue raised her head and asked Yuan Xing with a smile, "Yuan Xing, if I remember correctly, this is a plot from a movie, right?"

"Yeah." Yuan Xing said embarrassedly, "Yes, it's in the movie, but I can't remember the name."

Fang Qiuyue looked at him for a few seconds, then looked down at the notebook Yuan Xing handed in, her eyes touched the blank space left by Yuan Xing, and she couldn't help asking: "What about the one behind this? Why didn't you write it?"

Yuan Xing poked his head and took a few glances: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Obviously, Fang Qiuyue has also seen that movie, and she also understands that in the movie, the next part is the scene where the actors in the movie kiss. Although the kiss has no other meaning, it is just a kind of love that the newlywed woman has for her friends. Just respond.

But because Yuan Xing was special, Fang Qiuyue felt that she had to ask a few more questions.

When Wang Yuyang sent Yuan Xing here yesterday, he only told her about Yuan Xing's physical condition, but did not talk about Yuan Xing's family and the relationship between the two of them.She also looked back and forth between the faces of the two for a long time, but she didn't see any similarities. She only remembered that Wang Yuyang's tone was very real and full of emotion at that time, and Yuan Xing was also full of dependence when looking at him.

Therefore, the Mr. Happy that Yuan Xing said should be Wang Jianyang.

Since they are not relatives...

Fang Qiuyue closed the notebook, returned it to Yuan Xing, and asked, "How did Yuan Xing meet Mr. Kaixin? Can you tell grandma in detail?"

Yuan Xing thought about it carefully: "Yes, I met him at the hot pot restaurant when I worked. At that time, I ordered food for Mr. Happy, and took a little pig doll and asked him if he needed..."

In the crisp spring rain, Yuan Xing told Fang Qiuyue intermittently, how Mr. Happy, who was like a savior, and the poor little Xingxing got to know each other step by step. Open a hospital to help children, and want to brainstorm the story of preparing a birthday surprise for Mr. Happy.

He explained in detail, including that Mr. Happy fried chicken rice crackers for him, bought him milk tea to drink, bought a scarf and clothes, and wished to unfold the past few months and lay it out for Fang Qiuyue to see.

And these trivial things that seem to follow the timeline actually contain Yuanxing's changes time and time again.

Maybe he didn't notice it while he was in it, but Fang Qiuyue still accurately found those transformation points, including the sporadic family of Yuan Xing.

"Seems like that's all." Yuan Xing smacked his lips after speaking, his mouth was a little dry.

Fang Qiuyue took a paper cup and poured him a cup of jujube tea from her thermos: "Drink some water, be careful not to burn it."

"Thank you grandma." Yuanxing thanked politely, and took the paper cup with both hands.

The glass on the table reflected the appearance of the two of them, and the room was quiet except for the sound of rain hitting leaves outside the window.

Seeing his obedient and polite appearance, Fang Qiuyue couldn't help feeling a little sad.But in fact, as the dean of the rehabilitation center, she has seen all kinds of poor children, but after hearing Yuan Xing's story at this time, she is extremely worried.

The wind blowing in with the unique taste of rainy days, Fang Qiuyue only felt that her eyes were a little cold, so she closed the glass window.

Yuan Xing hadn't finished drinking that cup of jujube tea. Fang Qiuyue found out the personal information about Yuan Xing that Wang Yuyang had provided her before being admitted to the hospital. The date of birth was June 1997, 6. It looks like only seventeen or eighteen, but Yuan Xingxu is already twenty-two.

Is a sure-fire adult.

From Yuan Xing's narration just now, we know that he and Wang Yuyang have never known each other, but it is not enough for Wang Yuyang to help him so much along the way, if only relying on the emotion of kindness.

Fang Qiuyue frowned slightly thinking of the true feelings in Wang Yuyang's words yesterday morning and the dependence in Yuan Xing's eyes.

She could see that Wang Yuyang's worries about Yuan Xing must have surpassed "good intentions", and he must have known it himself.Yuan Xing's affection for him actually slightly exceeds the word "dependence", but he doesn't know it yet.After all, Yuan Xing used to be 18 years old. He can remember a lot of previous things, so he won't be so dull to these emotions, but he lacks a reminder and opportunity.

Fang Qiuyue put away this document while thinking, at this time Yuan Xing also finished drinking jujube tea, and gently put the paper cup on the table: "Grandma, this tea is really, really delicious."

"Go back and get some jujubes and goji berries and soak them in boiling water. Remember to twist the jujubes to get the flavor out," Fang Qiuyue said.

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded, "I'll do it when I get back, and let Mr. Happy have a taste."

Hearing Yuan Xing mentioned Mr. Happy again, Fang Qiuyue thought for a while and asked, "Would you like to drink more?"

"I thought about it." Yuan Xing handed over the paper cup eagerly, "Thank you, thank you grandma."

After the sound of splashing water, Fang Qiuyue closed the lid of the thermos cup, recalled what Yuanxing said yesterday, and asked:

"Yuanxing, how much do you like Mr. Happy?"