The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Gao Jing knew her birthday.

Because we bought a house together before.

So now, when it comes to birthday, Chu Yao quickly changed the subject.

Then what birthday present did you prepare for me?

What she just said about eat dumplings, even a fool can hear the irony.

Also eat dumplings.

I want to fart.

Not bad for not eating scissors.

However, this behavior of making people come directly to the hotel with a medical report is really... tsk, domineering sideways.

And it's... indescribable.

It's all ready for you, you'll know in the evening, let's go, let's go to Yangshuo.

The next destination is Yangshuo.

It is only two hours' drive from Huangyao.

At this time, Gao Jing didn't make fun of the tattooed girl anymore.

She is measured and measured.

This is a sensitive topic, and jokes can easily go too far, so it's best not to mention it at all.

If you really want to go...

really went...

Well, there is a real way to deal with it.

Besides, if the girl with the tattoo had the courage to go to the meeting alone, she wouldn't just dare to leave a note on the car door and leave a phone number, she would have come up directly to face the line.

she dare?

...

Check in to the hotel in Yangshuo at 2:00 pm.

The room Gao Jing booked, River View Villa, the environment is very quiet, a proper two-person world, no one disturbs.

After booking the room, she drove out by herself to buy cakes and vegetables, saying that she was going to cook tonight.

Chu Yao's dead body lay on the wicker chair,

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, a river with clear water.

The breeze is coming, and it is very comfortable to light a cigarette.

Probably due to overwork last night, before I knew it, I fell asleep in a daze.

wake up.

It was already past six in the afternoon.

The house is brightly lit, the riverside is shimmering, and the sky is burning red with the sunset glow.

Entering the living room, there is a birthday cake in the middle of the dining table, several cold dishes have been prepared, and Gao Jing is still busy in the kitchen.

There is a gift box right on the front of the cake.

Chu Yao walked over, opened it and took a look.

In the gift box is a very delicate notebook.

Open it casually.

It was handwritten by Gao Jing.

This is... a love letter?

Not even a love letter.

Kind of like a birthday book.

Huh.

Kinda retro.

Chu Yao couldn't help smiling.

In fact, think about it, things that can be bought with money are not worth money, and I don’t need them.

Besides, what should be bought is usually bought, and there is no need to give it on birthdays.

Since it is given on the birthday, it must be meaningful.

Chu Yao originally thought that she would write a sensational article that was touching and urging people to pee.

However, after opening it and reading a few pages, I started to be stunned.

The first page.

——Today is the day you came into this world, grow up quickly, my dear, happy birthday. (I am not born this year)

The second page.

——Have you learned to crawl? I should give you a small leather ball. When you get this toy, you must be very curious at that time, will you hold on to it? Happy second birthday dear.

page three.

——At the age of 3, are you full of curiosity about the world? If you had a paintbrush in your hand, what kind of world would you draw? Happy third birthday dear.

If there is a time machine, I really want to go back to that time and hug you. How do children grow up without parents?

...

page seven.

——You are seven years old, have you grown up yet? Are you in school yet? Will someone bully you? Will you fight with the children? Give you a toy gun, da da da da da.

This year, I will be born too.

From then on, in this world, our two distant lines will gradually approach each other in a long time and space, and finally converge and intersect after fifteen years.

wait for me.

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page eighteen.

——Eighteen years old, you are truly an adult, you should be going to university this year, right?

Freshman?

We are in the same city.

But at that time, which girl was in your heart?

It's not me anyway.

Because I'm only eleven years old and I'm still in elementary school!

Wait for me, I'm growing up.

coming.

Coming soon.

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page twenty-seven.

——Honey, guess what gift is prepared for you this year?

I didn't have time to participate in the previous ones, so I have no choice but to make up for you now.

By this year...

This year……

I am your birthday present.

...

Chu Yao read the entire diary silently, and sniffed.

In fact, I rubbed my eyes several times while watching.

At this moment, I can't help but light a cigarette, and let the pungentness of the tobacco and the rising emotions roll together.

He glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

Gao Jing stood at the door of the kitchen, watching quietly, without coming over.

With a smile on his face.

The orange living room light shone on her, and there was a... a feeling that couldn't be described in words.

In fact, she did not write this diary from a purely girlfriend perspective.

It's more like the perspective and tone of half girlfriend, half mother.

This is what moved Chu Yao the most.

Let's eat?

she said softly.

Chu Yao glanced at her, nodded silently, put away the notebook and put it aside.

Her lips moved, and she wanted to say something with a smile, but she couldn't, and in the end it just turned into two words - Thank you.

Gao Jing handed over a tissue.

Are you moved?

Hahahaha, you almost cried, I saw it.

Chu Yao: ...

Glared at her.

Who is a decent person to keep a diary?

Gao Jing stood up, and while putting candles on the birthday cake, said with a smile: I'm not a serious person, tonight...if I were a minion.

suddenly……

Uh.

There are many styles.

Chu Yao coughed twice, extinguished the cigarette, took a deep breath, and felt the atmosphere and mood return to liveliness.

Really... invincible.

Chu Yao would like to call this wave of operations invincible again.

Her control over emotions and atmosphere has really reached a certain level.

The sensational.

It's time to laugh.

It's time to drive.

Make a wish.

After the candles were inserted, Gao Jing picked up the lighters, lit them one by one, and conveniently put the crude birthday hat on Chu Yao's head.

Chu Yao nodded, closed his eyes casually, and searched for his own wish in his mind.

It's just that it was a little tangled for a while.

It seems that... there is no wish to be granted.

There is a lot of money.

There is also lots and lots of love.

It's perfect.

After struggling for several minutes, Chu Yao didn't open his eyes, really not knowing what to promise.

Very subtle psychological feelings.

A little proud, but also a little regretful.

This is the trouble of happiness.

I don't even know what to make a wish!

Hurry up, the candles are going to burn out.

Gao Jing smiled and urged softly.

An idea popped up in Chu Yao's mind, and then he opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and blew out the candle.

Cut the cake.

Have a meal.

Opened a bottle of wine.

This situation, this scene, this person.

The atmosphere has reached its extreme.

Ding.

The two goblets touched each other lightly, and the scarlet wine swayed slightly, causing ripples.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.

Mr. Chu, please advise me for the rest of my life.

She blushed slightly and said with a soft smile.

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