irresistible sweetness

Chapter 86

Fang Zhou froze for a moment, looking at Jiang Yuye's profile.

He still remembers that when Jiang Yuye celebrated his 17th birthday, he said he had no wish.

On Feng Qingyue's birthday, he wanted to make a wish.

Fang Zhou smiled softly: "Brother Yu, will it be more effective to make wishes on other people's birthdays?"

"Who knows, try it."

Jiang Yuye didn't want anything in particular since he was a child, but on his fifth birthday, he made a wish, hoping that his parents could reconcile as before.

He carried this belief until he was ten years old, but it was finally shattered.

Since then he has no desire.

It may be that he was too unlucky, so God heard his wish and refused to deal with it, Feng Qingyue must be very lucky.

Lucky people also bring good luck to others.

Jiang Yuye climbed to the top of the mountain, the cold wind made his face stiff, he panted slightly, looked at the wishing tree, the red ribbon that Feng Qingyue hung last time was still there, fluttering in the wind.

Qin Junyu's legs were so weak that he sat on a stone bench outside, he didn't care whether it was dirty or not, he just wanted to rest.

He panted heavily, and put his hands on Fang Zhou's shoulders: "Why should we climb the mountain after he wants to make a wish?!"

"This unscientific!"

Fang Zhou looked at Jiang Yuye's figure hiding in the gate of the temple, and said with a smile, "Maybe, he's bored by himself, so why don't we have more companions?"

Qin Junyu: "..." I really tied Q.

After a while, Jiang Yuye came out of the temple, holding a red tie in his left hand.

Fang Zhou walked over, and there was Jiang Yuye's handwriting on it. Although it was still ugly, it could be seen that he was trying his best to finish it.

He didn't hang this tie very high, but put it at the bottom, so that he could reach it on tiptoe.

He was afraid of being blown away by the wind, so he tied it tightly.

Jiang Yuye smiled slightly, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "Let's go, let's go to her house."

Fang Zhou looked back, chuckled, and quickly followed their footsteps.

The wish of Jiang Yuye's family was gently blown by the wind, and the handwriting was clearly visible:

Jiang Yuye is going to marry Feng Qingyue at the age of 25.

……

Six pm.

Due to winter, it was already dark in Lincheng.

Meng Yuyu put the hot chicken soup on a big table in the living room.

She pinched her earlobe with her fingertips: "Clean up quickly, we'll have dinner later."

After the words fell, there was a knock on the door outside, Meng Yuyu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran into the yard: "I'll go and open the door."

The faces of Jiang Yuye and the three appeared in front of Meng Yuyu, Qin Junyu smiled and waved: "Little fat man, I'm here."

Because it was dark, Meng Yuyu's flushed face could not be seen. Seeing Qin Junyu, she stammered a little: "Come in, come in, it's just in time, and dinner is just right."

Qin Junyu was very curious about Feng Qingyue's house, and touched the blooming wild flowers in the yard with itchy hands, and then came to the conclusion: "The house is quite small, but it is cleaned quite well."

Smelling the aroma of the food, he hurried in and put the gift he brought on the sofa: "Wow, it smells so good, I had a good day today."

Seeing Jiang Yuye coming, Mrs. Lin's smile grew wider, she quickly pulled Jiang Yuye and stuffed candy into his hand: "I asked Qingqing to invite you, why did Qingqing lie to me that you are busy, I don’t have time to come, Xiaojiang, eat more, you can treat this place as your own home, it’s rare to be lively.”

Jiang Yuye raised his eyebrows slightly, did he invite him?

He has not received any invitation message.

His eyes met Feng Qingyue who just came out of the kitchen, this little liar.

Feng Qingyue stared at Jiang Yuye dumbfounded, why did this man come here, but Mrs. Lin really cared about Jiang Yuye, as if he was her grandson, and put all the delicious food in front of him.

She suppressed her doubts and brought up the hot pot.

The dishes on the table are complete.

There are braised prawns, spicy beef dry pot, cold dishes, fried cabbage, and hot pot.

Fortunately, the table is big enough to accommodate so many people.

Meng Yuyu was so greedy for the dishes on this table that he salivated: "Qingqing's cooking skills are really good. Whoever marries you will be lucky in the future. Just thinking about it makes me jealous to death."

Chu Wutong also laughed: "No, unlike me, I don't distinguish between five grains, and I don't even know how to cook a meal."

Meng Yuyu patted the seat beside her: "Come and sit down, Qingqing, you are the protagonist today, don't be so busy."

The seat Meng Yuyu left for her was right next to Jiang Yuye, and Jiang Yuye felt too oppressive for her, so she only took a step, Meng Yuyu slapped her head and said angrily, "Oh, I forgot to buy a drink. "

Feng Qingyue turned a corner: "I'll go, I'll go to the small store outside to buy, you eat first."

With that said, she went out wearing a pink down jacket.

The winter wind was bitter at night, and the wind blew on her face like a knife. She closed the door gently, leaving a small gap, and the iron door outside was ajar.

Because it was too cold, Feng Qingyue almost jogged there, bought two bottles of Coke and headed home.

She gently closed the iron door, and warm light shone through the slightly open door.

She was about to open the door, when old lady Lin's voice came from inside: "I am very happy to have you good friends with Qingqing, and you should treat her well in the future, Qingqing is a very kind and enthusiastic child." , but it's just too lonely."

Feng Qingyue's hand paused, and slowly dropped to his side.

Meng Yuyu mumbled: "Grandma, don't worry, after Qingqing, she will be my half-sister, and I appoint her to be a good friend for the rest of my life."

Although Mrs. Lin was smiling, her tone revealed sadness: "That's good. My Qingqing has no parents since she was a child. I was afraid that she would make a noise when she was young. I even thought about how to coax her She is dead, but this child is too obedient, so he didn't mention a word."

"When I was young, I didn't bring my children home. After I asked, I didn't dare to play with her because of her outstanding looks. She was alone since she was a child. I felt distressed when I saw her. Fortunately, she met you. In the future, on her birthday, I hope you can still spend it with her, this is the last birthday I can spend with Qingqing."

Meng Yuyu cried when she heard it: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on her"

They all knew about Mrs. Lin's illness, and Feng Qingyue went to the hospital every three days to see that the illness was serious.

Mrs. Lin smiled reassuringly: "I've lived to such an advanced age, that's enough, let's eat, Qingqing should come back later, don't let her hear it."

Jiang Yuye turned his head slightly, looking at a small shadow under the light at the crack of the door.

He found an excuse to come out, and found that Feng Qingyue was leaning against the wall with his head lowered and his shoulders trembling.

Jiang Yuye looked at the wet ground, and there were tears dripping down Feng Qingyue's cheeks hidden in the darkness.

He reached out and lifted her head, only to find that she was already in tears. She heard what Mrs. Lin said, and she restrained herself from making a sound. Silent crying is the most uncomfortable, choking to the point that she trembled a little.

Jiang Yuye helplessly wiped her tears: "Why are you crying?"

"In the future, I will spend your birthday with you, every year and every year."

　ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)