?The ultimate choice for aman, inasmuchasheis driventotranscendhimself, istocreateortodestroy,toloveortohate.--ErichFromm

Erich Fromm (a famous western philosopher, sociologist and psychologist, the most important neo-Freudian theorist, and an important member of the Frankfurt School, 1900-1980): because he had to surpass himself Therefore, the ultimate choice of human beings is to create or destroy, to love or to hate.

"Angelina, your dress should be soft and feminine." Seeing Duan He frowning and fiddling with a knee-length skirt, Adolf said helplessly, "You also need to be feminine."

"Chuyang," Duan Hecan smiled, "Isn't that feminine?"

Listening to the word "feminine" he gnashed his teeth, Adolf retreated: "Okay, as you like, I'll go and see how the scene is arranged."

The entire villa, dreamy and holy white gauze, is almost stacked into dazzling light sticks like the ocean world, red carpet, red wine glasses, big white round table, and flowers are placed in the middle.

On the large projection screen, the photo of Garcia standing tenderly next to the cake rolled with pleasant music.

Adolf's hands trembled a little, both joy and fear.It was Garcia's first birthday since they were together, and the day he formally proposed.

Garcia looked at himself in the mirror, turned his head and smiled brightly: "Elle, am I beautiful today?"

Elle's attendance was the first surprise.She folded her arms: "Oh, Garcia, my dear, you are really beautiful today."

"Emotions are a woman's best makeup."

Garcia's dress is pure purple, elegant like a pregnant ancient Greek goddess, and her every move is calm.

Elle and JJ led her out of the room, and the men below were surprised one after another.

"This is like heaven," Garcia said. "Am I Hera?"

"No, you're not Hera, Garcia," JJ said, "because Adolf he wouldn't be Zeus."

Even though there are so many beautiful goddesses in the world, Adolf only loves Garcia.

"Garcia, why is your birthday set up like a wedding ceremony," Elle said, "without a cake?"

"The cake hasn't been baked yet, we'll make it together," Garcia said, "Adolf specially prepared the cooking room to make cakes for us."

"Garcia." Adolf called. He was wearing a snow-white suit with leather shoes, calm and elegant, gentlemanly, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand.

Garcia took a few steps forward and tightened his hand.

They suddenly looked at each other and smiled, because they touched the wetness of each other's palms, "It turns out that we are equally nervous."

Elle and JJ backed away, and the two left naturally, discussing the vintage of the wine.

Garcia said, "Samuel, put your head down."

Adolf leaned down slightly, she covered his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't like white, don't look at it."

If you are afraid of white, I will cover your eyes for you.

He was so at ease, even though he couldn't see anything, this hand made him feel at ease, like the cradle and mother's embrace when he was young, full of tenderness.

Adolf gently pulled her hand away, and looked at her tenderly for a moment: "Garcia, I have never liked white so much."

"Just like the moment I fell in love with you, I fell in love with purple."

"Am I beautiful today?" Garcia asked.

"Not beautiful enough," Adolf said close to her ear, "You are more beautiful than usual in my heart, but you dressed me up carefully, and I like it very much, very, very, very much."

She blushed. Adolf is so good at talking about love, never hiding it.

"Happy Birthday Garcia!!!" Everyone gathered around the table and raised their red wine glasses. Garcia smiled slightly and raised his glass, "Happy birthday to me."

Slightly sipped the red wine, then picked up the pure milk, and the group sat down to chat.There is no case, only today's wine and champagne, today's joy.

"Adolph, may I ask how much it cost?" Morgan asked gossip.

"It's only a hundred thousand." Adolf said lightly.

"Where's the cake?" asked a drunk Elle, holding a fork.

"Dangdangdangdang..." Garcia, who led everyone to the cooking counter, pointed to the big cylindrical cake, "Everyone is free to play."

Adolf picked up the cream and spread it evenly on it, moving very quickly.

Then everyone picked up the jam they liked and signed their names first.

Then start doodling.Adolf picked up the strawberry-flavored pink jam and wrote "Happy Birthday Garcia" in great detail. Then he picked up a washed strawberry next to it and put it in Garcia's mouth.

In the end, everyone cut up a lot of fruit and put them on. Except for the words written by Adolf, which were specially left out, they were completely changed.

JJ was surprised: "Wow, so gorgeous!"

Fortunately, he didn't hire a tutor, otherwise his taste would be ridiculed crazily, Adolf was secretly thankful.

Adolf took a group photo of the newly made cake and everyone who had just made the cake.

"Garcia make a wish!"

Garcia thought silently: "I want Adolf to never leave. Be with me forever and love me forever."

After eating the cake, everyone went to the living room to rest. Garcia and JJ were chatting, and Adolf slowly came to her with roses in his arms.

Garcia caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye, turned around, and saw a cluster of bright red roses, a lake of gentle blue eyes, and dazzling blond hair of an angel.

He knelt down gracefully and piously: "Garcia, will you marry me?"

Even Rhett followed suit, and the voices became willing one by one.

Garcia smiled and nodded slightly.

Adolf embraced her and kissed her lips gently.

JJ cheers, everyone is blessing.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world is in front of you.

Garcia's slightly protruding belly also jumped slightly, as if cheering.

After everyone left, Garcia raised his head and looked at Adolfo: "After getting married, who should take care of the salary."

"you."

"Who is the boss."

"you."

"Who will do the housework?"

"I."

"Who in the world loves me the most?"

Adolf laughed and held her face: "Is it Samuel Adolf you are looking for?"

"Then why did you spend so much money today!" She poked his chest lightly, "Didn't you say I care?"

Adolf handed out the bank card in the bag: "Yes, it's all under your control, and the password is your birthday."

"Give it all to me?"

Adolf nodded.

"Hmph, I'm not that stingy!" Garcia said, "You will give me what anyone wants, but you are not allowed to spend it without approval."

"Yes, if the amount reaches a certain amount, it must be reported for withdrawal."

"Samuel?"

"Well, what's up, baby."

"I love you so much, so much."

"I know……"

The author has something to say: I can't bear to see the male protagonist's idiot level, goodbye.

Garcia is the main character! ! !

The cake produced by BAU is said to be delicious. ?

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