Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 211 I'm Twenty (Please Subscribe)

Today is Friday, May 20th. In this information age, defined as Internet Valentine's Day, Song Jiamu celebrated his [-]th birthday.

Unlike previous years, Song Jiamu's mood was quite delicate when his birthday came this year.

First of all, he is 20 years old, maybe he can call himself a member of the three major armies in the future?

Secondly, he and Yun Shuqian will celebrate their birthday together this year. It must have been five years since the last time they celebrated their birthday together.

The third is that he finally realized that the festival of 520 has something to do with him, not just happens to be his birthday.

Afterwards, he also always hoped that time would pass slowly, as if he would stay in his teens forever, so he would not have to face the confusion and unknown about the future. a full stop.

Yesterday he could brazenly say that he was 19 years old, but not today, he is 20 years old, he is really 20 years old, what he will do after the age of 20 is completely different from what he will do at the age of teens Two different stages.

Compared with his birthday last year, Song Jiamu had a deeper understanding of the proposition 'what do I really want' when he was 20 years old.

Summarizing the past 20 years, he knows that it is human nature to avoid problems and avoid difficulties, but this does not mean that it is appropriate. Mature people will not wait for problems to disappear on their own, but muster the courage to face them. and each other's responsibility.

There has never been anything natural and taken for granted in the world.If you don't cherish it, you will lose it, and if you don't work hard, you will not get it. This is the iron law.He has to work hard for what he wants, restrain those meaningless pride, learn to take the initiative, learn to cherish, this is what he should do after he is 20 years old.

Lying flat on the bed, Song Jiamu made a summary of the past 20 years before getting up on his birthday.

Pick up the phone, the time is six ten in the morning.

Clicking on the message, Yun Shuqian sent him [-] sentences at exactly midnight last night, 'Happy birthday! '

Her news was the first to announce that his birthday this year is different from previous years. After all, in the years when we didn't celebrate birthdays together, she and he both dragged along until the other party's birthday was about to pass, and then it was as if he remembered it inadvertently. The other party sends 'Happy Birthday', how can I send 'Happy Birthday' at midnight like this.

Song Zhutou: "I got up, I woke up at six o'clock at the age of 20, and you are still sleeping in at the age of 19."

Yun Shuqian didn't reply to him, confirming the fact that she was still sleeping in.

Although today is my birthday, my mood is more subtle than before, but generally speaking, it is not much different from normal days, and I have to go to class on Friday.

Today is still a good day, the sun at six o'clock is very shy, only emitting a faint yellow, this faint color is blocked by the glass window, Song Jiamu opened the curtain, the light shone on him, feeling soft Yes, warm and comfortable.

The little kitten also woke up, and ran to lie on the floor. This beam of light spread all over its body, from its big head to its tail. The tip of its tail was like a caterpillar, twisting and twisting comfortably.

Song Jiamu changed his clothes, drank a glass of water, put on his running shoes, took his mobile phone keys and went out for a run.

The shy sunlight gradually became unrestrained, it tentatively deepened the color a little bit, and the temperature also rose a little bit, Song Jiamu's body began to heat up with the pace of running, and sweat flowed from his forehead, neck, chest, It protruded from his back and wet his vest.

When I ran to Anjiang Road, the morning breeze from the river was very cool.

While running, he took off the soaked vest, revealing the healthy skin that had been dyed wheat-colored and the streamlined, strong and beautiful upper body.

From time to time, girls on the side of the road looked sideways at him.

If you deliberately walked with your head depressed, and then accidentally bumped into this handsome shirtless guy, on the day of 520, you would definitely bump into a lot of flowers, right?Maybe you can get pregnant!

After running this distance, Song Jiamu put on his vest while running again, and went to buy the sandwich that the pig next door wanted to eat today.

He continued to run with breakfast in hand, but changed direction slightly, and ran to a flower shop.

Because of the special festival, the flower shop opened early this morning, and there are still a few customers in the shop.

Song Jiamu bought a bouquet of roses, twenty in total.

Although Yun Shuqian only asked him to give one as a gift last night, but he found a lot of flowers in her mouth, so giving one is not enough.

This is the first time in my life to buy roses as a gift. This is different from the small flowers picked on the side of the road and given to her. Roses are always more romantic for adults.

Yun Shuqian, who had never received roses before, thought so too, so she only wanted him to give one last night, and she also wanted to experience the feeling of being given roses.

After buying the flowers, Song Jiamu held the flowers in his left hand and breakfast in his right, and ran back to the community.

So more passers-by looked at him.

Uncle Liu, who was brushing the shell of the turtle, also looked over.

"I thought you bought vegetables! This is a big bunch."

"...it's a flower, a rose!"

"What day is it today..." Uncle Liu looked at the calendar.

"520, Valentine's Day."

"What? When will there be another festival? There won't be a lot of express delivery."

"That's Double Eleven and 618!"

Going upstairs, Song Jiamu didn't rush to ring the doorbell of her house. Before his mother woke up, he hid in his room holding flowers, and then went over to ring the doorbell of Yun Shuqian's house with breakfast.

Yun Shuqian was brushing her teeth, the electric toothbrush was still spinning, her mouth was full of bubbles, she opened the door for him, and looked up into his eyes.

She took out the electric toothbrush in her mouth and said to Song Jiamu, "Happy birthday!"

"Just these four words? No sincerity."

She turned her head to look at the closed door of her parents in the living room, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

"Happy Birthday Song Zhutou!"

"Bubbles are all over my mouth..."

Song Jiamu scraped off the toothpaste bubbles on her mouth with her fingers, and then wiped it on the tip of her nose, Yun Shuqian pinched him angrily.

"Here, your sandwich."

Yun Shuqian took the sandwich in and brought out his soy milk.

"Here, your soy milk."

"And my birthday present?" Song Jiamu didn't take the soy milk.

"No."

"I don't believe it, give it to me quickly."

"Really not."

"I won't give it, will I?"

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and creaked his hands on her pajamas to tickle her flesh.

Yun Shuqian held the toothbrush and breakfast in her right hand, and the soy milk in her left hand, imprisoning herself. When he tickled her like this, she suppressed her laughter and blushed, but she dared not make a sound, otherwise she would Wake up mom, don't twist too hard, or the soy milk will spill.

He had no choice but to squat down on the spot and stare at him in embarrassment.

Putting the things on the entrance cabinet, she walked into the room, and came out after a while, holding an exquisite gift bag in her hand, and handing it to him.

"What is it?"

"bomb!"

Song Jiamu opened the presents in front of her. It was the razor and belt that she had prepared long ago.

Yun Shuqian poked the electric toothbrush into her mouth and brushed her teeth slowly, but her big eyes looked at his expression nervously.

It's the same as when she was a child, when she took the gift to him, his face was already happy, he couldn't wait to open the gift, looked at it with a razor with a smile on his face, and pulled the belt, It looked like she was about to use it to tie her up.

The happiness and joy on the face are natural, and it would be too exaggerated to cover your mouth and marvel like a foreigner.

"It's very hearty, Yun Shuqian, so when we were traveling, we heard that I had never used an electric razor, so you started to prepare the gift for me today?" Song Jiamu looked at her with a smile.

"It's less stinky."

"I like it very much, I will use it later."

"Then, what about my gift?"

"No."

"You still have... seventeen hours of preparation time, without you you are dead, hmph."

Yun Shuqian was about to close the door, but Song Jiamu held her back, leaned over her small mouth full of bubbles and kissed her for a while.

"Hey, it smells like toothpaste."

"what--"

Yun Shuqian stood on tiptoe and breathed out at him, "You stink to death!"

Song Jiamu returned home with the gift, and Li Yuan was already awake. Looking at the bag Song Jiamu was carrying, she asked curiously, "What are you carrying?"

"Yun Shuqian gave me a birthday present, Mom, you haven't given me a present yet."

"...Hurry up and take a shower, I'll boil eggs for you."

You can skip the cake, but you still have to eat an egg every birthday.

Li Yuan doesn't know how to cook other big dishes, but the eggs are still cooked quite well.

She boiled two eggs, Song Jiamu ate one, and saved the other for Yun Shuqian to eat later.

While eating breakfast, my mother took out a box from the room.

"Birthday gift, you are 20 years old, you are an adult, you can make decisions on many things yourself, and mom has no other big wishes. If you are healthy and happy every day, mom will be happy."

"Thank you mom! Thank you dad who is still sleeping! You have worked hard!"

Song Jiamu smiled and stood up, he was much taller than his mother.

Li Yuan also looked at him with satisfaction. When she was Song Jiamu's age, how could she have thought that she would be so powerful that she could give birth to such a big son. The scene of his birth is still fresh in his memory. His crying voice is the biggest, wishing the whole world could hear that he was born.

Now 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Yuan feels that she is qualified as a mother. Song Jiamu has entered a new stage of life. As a mother, she suddenly feels that she is very remarkable.

"Mom, I love you!"

Song Jiamu pressed his mother's shoulder, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Oh, don't be ashamed, you!"

Li Yuan blushed like a little girl and got goosebumps.

"Is dad still awake?"

"No."

"Then I'll go in and kiss him too."

"..."

Stop giving your dad nightmares!Save yourself some snacks!

(End of this chapter)