out of control wildfire

Chapter 25 The clock is ticking for her
Looking at the messy cream lines on Qingjun's facial features, which were no longer neat and clean, day sleep finally stopped.

Back then, she should have picked up that cake and smashed it on him.

She didn't even treat her own birthday so grandly, but she prepared to pay for someone who wasn't worth it.

Shi Wan saw that she wouldn't smash it anymore, so he said warmly: "Don't smash it anymore?"

Zhou Mian smiled gently: "Sorry, I haven't had a cake on my birthday since I was a child, so I haven't played the buttercream game yet. I couldn't control it and was a little excited."

Shi Wang suddenly said: "When is your birthday?"

Day Mian frowned slightly, but he didn't expect him to ask this suddenly: "December 31."

Shi Wang seemed to have no fluctuations, he took off the stained coat, went to the bathroom to wash his face and the ends of his cream-stained hair, when he came back, his short black hair was slightly wet, he stroked it all back, revealing a clean His forehead, on the contrary, is in line with the undulating curvature of the brow bone and bridge of the nose, flowing with ambiguity.

Day Mian had never seen him with such a good temper, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that he could have ignored the things she did unconsciously, but Shi Huang, who was condescending in the past, tolerated it.

I'm afraid it's also because she is not the day sleeper who is oblivious to everyone.

Shi Wan's voice was low: "Why was that cake ruined just now?"

Day Mian lowered his eyes: "The frame is not good."

Shi Wan hummed, "I'll frame it next."

Day Mian didn't respond to him, she was silent for a moment, took a sip of the cup of Pasha.

The taste is right, no different from what you drink at home.

But she took a sip and put it down.

It turned out that he treated ordinary friends like this, but at that time he treated her so contemptuously.

When Shi Wang saw her drinking, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He started kneading the dough again, and added rice flour and eggs according to the prompts. Day Mian was sitting across from him and watched him make it. Even when he was baking, his movements were graceful and he didn't panic.

He may not be very good at it, but he is focused on doing things, like many years ago, choosing one thing will make it the best.

If it wasn't for watching him mounting flowers, I would have forgotten during the daytime sleep, and his oil paintings are also very good, and there is a homework in oil painting, which is oil painting with a scraper. The method of painting with a scraper is very similar to mounting flowers.

In the past, she would always deliberately pass by the art gallery, just because there was one of his oil paintings hanging in the art gallery. She still remembered that the painting was the god Nagsos, but she did not expect at that time that fate had arranged for him to play the role of the god Nagsos. When Gossos comes, she will be completely discouraged.

Thinking about it now, it was a long, long time ago.

Zhou Mian suddenly said: "Do you know Nagsos?"

Shi Wang raised his eyes to look at her, and stopped his movements: "Nagasus, the god of narcissus?"

Zhou Mian hummed softly, and said word by word: "That is the Narcissus God who was extremely narcissistic, so narcissistic that he fell in love with himself, but couldn't embrace and love each other, so he died of lovesickness."

Shi Wan looked at her, and the neon light in the night outside dyed her hair. She suddenly seemed to be standing in the light. Shi Wan responded to her softly: "I've heard of it."

Day Mian suddenly laughed: "I remember that there was a drama called Nagsos. The performance rate was not high, and almost no one acted in it. I don't know how narcissistic and arrogant he is. Only people with eyes above the top can act appropriately. , full applause."

Shi Huang pondered for a moment, and said: "This play actually has many shortcomings, because it is written using the Western principle of the three unities, which stipulates that only one story line is allowed, the time of occurrence cannot exceed one day, and there is only one location. The characters are relative to each other. Flat, far less rich than the play of Venus. It is really not easy to play the look of Nagsos."

There was no smile in Zhou Mian's eyes, she just looked at him so calmly, watching him comment on the play without any trouble, but did not remember the harm he caused to others in this play.

She suddenly touched a hand of cream, walked over and spread it on Shi Wang's face.

Zi Miao's movements were crisp and neat, leaving almost no time for reaction. It was even a bit like a slap. The warm fingertips only touched her for a moment, but Shi Wan's breathing slowed down for a moment, and he looked at her greedily for a moment.

His voice was hoarse: "What's wrong?"

The tone of day sleep seemed to be joking: "It's a little uncomfortable to see your face so clean."

Shi Wang was not angry: "Yes."

Day Mian looked down at the cake he was decorating: "Don't decorate it so well."

Shi Huang said casually: "Why?"

Day Mian's tone is like the thorns of a rose, still romantic but dangerous at night, but casually: "The frame is too good to hit you with it."

Shi Wang didn't realize that every word she said was tinged with thorns, and thought she was joking with him, so he responded casually: "Okay."

He is using a scraper to scrape out petals one by one, and put them on the turntable to form a flower.

But Tian Mian watched him frame it step by step, but felt more and more ironic.

What he framed was Moonflower.

The faint blue flower cup is born vividly looking at the moon, dangerous, romantic, perverted, and ambiguous.

There was a moment of enlightenment in the day sleep.

She also drew a time dial on the cake.

Now it has been adjusted, she is no longer the one who needs to please the other party.

Just a friend, he can be so kind to her.

But the memory of the clock is still cruel.

Shi Wang once climbed up the clock tower on her birthday to ring the clock that would not sound at nine o'clock for another girl.

The whole school was in an uproar and everyone was shocked.

Just because that girl was born at nine o'clock on the same birthday as hers.

Or perhaps, Shi wanted the girl to remember who the clock tolled for her this time.

It’s time to be delusional.

Shi Wang suddenly said: "You write on the cake."

Day Mian came back to his senses, he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, thought it was a little funny, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ah?"

Shi Huang said indifferently: "I have seen the words you wrote on the cake."

Day Mian didn't expect Gu Qingxu's layer, but just didn't care: "Yeah."

Just when Shi Wang was about to say something, Day Mian's cell phone rang suddenly.

She stretched out her slender arms to take the phone from the opposite side and pressed connect: "Hello."

Zhu Jiang hurriedly said: "Go online and take a look. Zhang Xuan and Feng Chi have been exposed to other cheating evidence."

Daysleep's movement stopped for a moment, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and said as he wished: "Okay."

She hangs up.

A message popped up in due course.

Qingxu: "Congratulations."

Zhou Mian couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips a little: "Thank you."

Shi Wan noticed that her expression became obviously relaxed, and his decorating movements became more relaxed.

Zhou Mian opened Weibo, and there were five hot searches in a row. They were all cheating photos of Zhang Xuan and Feng Chi, holding hands and embracing each other as they entered the hotel.

It turned out that someone started taking pictures of Zhang Jue a long time ago, but they just kept saving and wanted to ask for more money from Zhang Jin, otherwise they would break the news.

But I didn't expect that Daysleep exploded first, and everything was exposed, and these photos would not get the maximum value if they were sold to Zhang Yu, so the man sold the photos to the marketing account instead.

The Internet exploded instantly. Zhang Wei's fans didn't have the energy to distract themselves from scolding Zhou Mian. The backstage of Zhou Mian suddenly became much quieter.

Zhou Mian picked up her coat and bag: "I have something to do, so I have to go back first, sorry."

Shi Wang glanced at the sky outside: "I'll take you back."

Zhou Mian picked up her bag and said, "No, I'll go back by myself."

(End of this chapter)