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Chapter 42 Decent
Day Mian leaned against her like this, Zhang Shuang's face flushed slightly.

Lu You thought she was joking and looked at his watch: "Shi Wang should be leaving the stage in twenty-ten minutes, so hang up the balloon."

The other members suddenly put down the script.

Daysleep is inexplicable: "What are you doing?"

Lu Yuan hung up the ribbon: "Sister, don't you know that today is Shi Huang's birthday, and I sent you a message."

Puzzled during day sleep: "Is it NO.30 today?"

She picked up the phone and glanced at the date. It was really No. 30. The news about Lu Yao was too late in the queue, and she hadn't had time to read it yet.

The male club member who was said to be late and unable to come was also walking backstage.

It was only after sleeping in the day that I realized that there is no stage emergency, it is just a prelude to surprise.

As far as the performance costume is concerned, it is 1.9 meters tall, and it is estimated to be a bit shorter in ordinary trousers. If it is not specially customized, how could it be just right.

And why did everyone arrive neatly on the big weekend.

Daysleep lowered his eyelashes slightly.

It seems like I can see the old drama club preparing for Shi Wang’s birthday.

Noisy, noisy.

After so long, he is still popular, and he is still standing in the position that everyone will pay attention to.

He didn't seem to have changed much, but her face was frosty.

Lu You asked Zhang Shuang: "Have you prepared a gift?"

Zhang Shuang said, "I've blown up so many balloons, it's not a gift, and it's not Senior Sister Zhou's birthday. If it was Senior Sister Zhou's birthday, I would blow [-] balloons and prepare a birthday present."

People around were smiling.

Day Mian straightened up: "I'll go out for a while, you guys get busy first."

There is a very faint feeling of depression in my chest, as if I have returned to three years ago.

Everyone revolves around him, he is like the protagonist.

But she was still his partner.

Lu You asked: "Senior sister, have you prepared anything?"

Zhou Mian smiled perfunctorily: "Go buy it now."

She walked out of the theater, letting the wind blow across her face and mess up her hair.

She thought she had been relieved a long time ago when she stood in this position, but when she fell into such an environment again, there was still an atmosphere of sadness shrouded in it.

She happened to walk into the school's strip mall and walked into a random boutique, pointing to a box of cotton balls: "Wrap me up, please, in gift paper."

A box of unpretentious, only 20 yuan of cotton balls.

The clerk was a little surprised, because no one would use gift paper to wrap this kind of daily necessities, and it was too cheap as a gift: "Are you sure?"

Day sleep expressionless: "Yeah."

The clerk was stunned, this was too perfunctory.

The gift paper and wrappers combined cost more than the cotton balls.

what man.

After Shi Wang got off the stage, he went to the dressing room of the theater to change clothes and take a shower.

Because I am often sweaty after a performance, and the costumes are not necessarily clean, the National University Theater has a shower cubicle in the dressing room.

The water coming out of the shower head was a little big, and his hair was a little wet, and he stroked it back with his hands casually, his dark hair and eyes were dark with thick color.

When I came out, I wiped my ears with a towel and went back to the backstage. For some reason, the backstage, which was bustling just now, was completely dark now.

He tentatively touched the switch, and the moment the lights came on, everyone in the theater shouted: "Surprise!"

Shi Wan looked at the people who suddenly appeared in front of him. Lu You stood in the center holding a cake, and others also held gifts or salutes.

He was hung all over by the sprayed ribbons, but subconsciously looked for sleep in the crowd.

Finally, she stood behind the crowd and looked at him with a flat expression, but no matter how flat her eyes were, he couldn't help but feel joy at the moment when her eyes met.

No wonder she came without an announcement today.

Everyone sang: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Shixu, and may Shixu be a handsome guy forever!"

The funny chorus made the always cold-faced Shi Wan feel a little funny, but Day Mian felt a little breathless.

Three years ago in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, he was surrounded like this, and she looked up humbly and expectantly in the crowd, like looking up at the unreachable clouds.

Some people won't even care if you travel long distances over mountains and ridges to meet them.

He only cared about the people he traveled across the mountains and ridges to meet.

It's impossible for him to like her, so they will just be nodding acquaintances like they are now, talking at most a few words, in a drama club.

No guilt for her efforts.

She doesn't want to always look back, so she treats him as a new person she meets, and she doesn't want to turn herself into a person who cares about every detail, that's not day sleep.

But the hurts that have been suffered in the past are always vivid in my memory, as long as there is a little similar atmosphere, it can easily arouse those despairs.

He regarded her as a friend, so she forced herself to be generous, but it turned out that she still cared about the hurt that girl suffered three years ago.

I sincerely feel sorry for my former self, so much that I have the urge to be dishonorable.

He didn't like her, so she had no motive for revenge. He didn't share the same mood. She couldn't be the villain with the moral high ground and return all his malice to him truthfully.

Everyone booed and made a false wish.

Daysleep didn't want to look at it, she lowered her eyes to look at her phone, covering her reddish eyes.

Shi Huang closed his eyes, but it was still her in front of him.

Such a calm and gentle face, sometimes a little contemptuous, is what she looks like.

He blew out the candles, and everyone asked him what his wish was.

Shi Wang looked at the cake, but Lu Yuan said, "What do you know, it won't work if you say it."

The people next to him called him.

Shi Wan looked at Zhou Mian outside the crowd from a distance, and couldn't help but take one look, and then one more look.

Everyone piled up the presents on the place where Shi Huang often sat, and when Shi Huang walked over to sit down, they asked her softly, "Is there any of yours here?"

Day Mian looked up and knocked casually on one of the boxes.

When Shi Wang faced her, he was always very gentle: "What is it?"

Zhou Mian's tone was cold: "Tampon balls."

Shi Wan was puzzled: "Tampon balls?"

Zhou Mian tapped her earlobe.

But Shi Wang suddenly understood what it was.

Tampon balls.

When washing his hair or taking a bath, he usually puts cotton balls in his ears to prevent water from flowing into the ear canal.

Today's rescue was very sudden, he was unprepared, even though he was very careful, but just now his ears got water directly.

On the way back, I kept wiping it with a towel, so that the ear that could hear was no longer covered with a drum, and could hear the sound of the outside world.

Everything, he thought only he knew.

But he didn't expect that she would understand all his emotions and embarrassment.

Zhou Mian lowered her head and sent a message to Gu Qingxu: "Come pick me up now."

Gu Qingxu's reply was still gentle: "Okay, you wait for me at the entrance of the theater."

But when Shi Wang looked at her calm and indifferent side face, his heart couldn't help but fall, as if he had fallen into the warm wind mingling with the fragrance of crabapple in Xifu, being brushed against the face by the tender and indifferent flower branches, he couldn't help but want to get close to her.

(End of this chapter)