Dragon Clan: Write a diary, why is it Shura Field every day?

Chapter 57 Ye Yang’s Birthday Gift

People laughed outwardly, but they weren't really laughing in their hearts.

When faced with the terrifying power of nature, humans appear extremely fragile and insignificant.

To a greater or lesser extent, people will have a sense of awe in their hearts.

Humans instinctively fear the unknown and uncertainty. Now the unknown has appeared, and it is so bright and clear in broad daylight.

A huge fear struck everyone who saw this scene.

To them, this was a miracle!

The fishermen shouted "Dragon King" in fear and knelt on the hard deck to pray devoutly and humbly. In front of the awe-inspiring creature, they dared not even have the slightest distracting thoughts.

While they were busy kowtowing, they did not know that the god-like being in their hearts was walking towards the shore step by step.

He walked to the man's side, bent his slender neck, and rubbed his majestic head against him like a puppy, as if he wanted to be touched by the man.

“Samson.” The man raised his hand and placed it on the huge head, his expression calm, “Let’s go home.

The dragon raised its huge head and let out an earth-shaking roar.

A huge roar instantly swept across the entire upper reaches of the Yangtze River. The fishermen kneeling on the deck trembled and fainted instantly.

When they woke up from their coma, everything around them was quiet.

They felt confused and puzzled, not sure whether what they had just experienced was a dream or a real thing.

"Hmm? You're in such a hurry to see me, did you miss me?
——Eighteen seven minutes.

While sending the message, Ye Yang walked towards the parking space. "Of course, what's wrong with missing you? Come pick me up at the school gate, I'll treat you to a delicious meal outside tonight!" - 18:07.

Not long after, a luxurious Rolls-Royce slowly drove to the school gate.

Susie jumped into the car lightly.

"Where are we going?"

"Miss Susie, where are you going?"

Ye Yang drove forward while asking questions.

Hearing this name, Susie's mouth curled up slightly.
We are going to the Aman Hotel and I will treat you to a nice meal.”

Aman is the most upscale hotel near the school. It is expensive and the service is naturally first-class.

"Oh?"

Ye Yang asked with a smile, "Did our Miss Su Xi encounter any happy events?"

"Such a big deal, are you going to the Aman Hotel to spend some money?"

"Don't you remember your birthday?"

Susie put her handbag aside and said with a hint of joking, "Today is your birthday, dear."

Ye Yang stopped and was a little surprised: "How did you find out? My information is highly confidential and only a few people know it."

In the academy, only a few people have access to his information, including Jiude Aki, Ye Sheng, Professor Guderian and Nono. Ye Yang was not surprised that Nono knew his birthday.

However, Susie found this somewhat puzzling.

"Ha ha!"

Susie smiled, seeming proud of her actions, "I did my homework!"

She went on to explain: “In recent days, I have been visiting Professor Guderian’s office quite often.”

"I helped him deal with some things and asked him some questions."

"Perhaps Professor Guderian thought that something as trivial as a birthday was unimportant, so he told me."

Ye Yang turned his head and glanced at Susie, and said teasingly: "Our Susie is really smart."

"Of course!" Susie took out a set of makeup tools from her bag and began to put on her makeup in the rearview mirror.

At the same time, she said, "Let me tell you something interesting."

"Well, you talk, I'm listening." Ye Yang responded patiently.

"A few days ago, Nono and I went to the supermarket."

"It was the day I texted you and said I would bring you something."

"Remember, I said I don't lack anything, I just lack that day from you, senior sister." Ye Yang joked with a smile.

"You're really frightening me to death. I'm just talking about serious matters."

"Go on, I'm listening." Ye Yang laughed.

"Do you know what she bought? She bought yarn and knitting tools!"

"She actually planned to knit gloves by hand and give them to a boy in the college, and this boy was not Caesar."

"This is so crazy!"

"I thought she was just impulsive and would not actually knit the gloves after buying them."

"I don't believe that a lively and cute little witch would do such a thing quietly."

"But I didn't expect that she would really start knitting!" "She used almost every free moment, except for eating, sleeping and training, to knit those gloves!"

"Sometimes, when I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I would see her knitting with a small desk lamp on."

“I was really scared by her.”

"At that time, I was wondering, who is it that has such great charm that can make our chic little red-haired witch do this?"

"you say."

She suddenly shut her mouth and didn't continue speaking.

Ye Yang squinted at the rearview mirror.

Susie looked in the rearview mirror as well, but her eyes were focused on the back seat.

A pair of gloves on the back seat.

A pair of black gloves.

……

Being remembered on your birthday is not a big deal.

If you look closely, this is just an extremely ordinary daily chore.

however,
It is these seemingly insignificant little things that make people feel the most warm in life, aren't they? To be honest, Ye Yang felt touched.

Everyone has emotions.

Especially the little red-haired witch, she also carefully prepared gifts.

She stayed up late to make the gift, and although the process was tiring, she simply said that she had knitted it herself.

I think even such an explanation is just to prevent others from thinking that I am acting rashly. If I just gave a casual gift, it would be too unfair.

So arrogant!

So arrogant!

This is what it's like to be a person who refuses to reveal his birthday and waits for others to find out.

The powder and makeup brushes were thrown casually on the central armrest, and some powder scattered out. This was the first time they were treated so roughly.

It can be seen that the owner of the gloves has just experienced a major emotional change.

The pair of gloves on the back seat was picked up and Susie turned them over and over to examine them.

She noticed that there was indeed a mark of disordered stitching on the back of the right glove.

Until now, she still remembers it clearly.

That night, it was around eleven o'clock.

She chatted intermittently with Nuonuo in the dormitory.

The topic jumps around and the conversations between girls are always rambling.

One moment they were discussing lipstick, and the next moment they were discussing how hateful men are.

The topics are scattered and there is almost no substantive content.

Susie wasn't quite sure what they talked about that night.

The memory is too vague.

There was only one thing she remembered particularly clearly.

Nuonuo suddenly screamed, her voice so sharp that it almost pierced the ceiling.

Susie thought something had happened and asked her what was wrong.
Is there a mouse?
No joke.

For girls, small rodents like mice are extremely intimidating.

Even if they could fight the most powerful and fierce dragons in the world with a high heel in one hand and an automatic rifle in the other, it wouldn't stop them from having a deep fear of a puny rat.

Susie was also nervous at the time and looked around the ground, hoping to find traces of mice.

However, she heard Nuonuo say in a trembling voice, I was almost done knitting the glove for my right hand, but then I realized there was a mistake in the back of my hand!
How to do?
Susie, this isn't perfect. Should I tear it down and start over?

Susie breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Don't you lack common sense? It's just that you knitted in the wrong place. If it's not perfect, it's not perfect."

You stayed up all night knitting gloves for that guy. He will be so happy that he will jump off the second floor when he receives the gift.

He didn't care if the gloves were perfect.

Don't worry, when a boy receives such a gift from a girl, he will happily accept it even if it is imperfect.

If you gave this pair of gloves to Lu Mingfei, he would probably find a photo frame to put them in.

With Susie's comfort, Nuonuo gave up the idea of ​​starting over.

Now, this pair of gloves appeared in her hands as a special gift.

The answer is already obvious.

(End of this chapter)