Cards come to the world

Shiming District.

Six o'clock in the evening.

As soon as Lin Ze walked to the door of the house, before he could ring the doorbell, the door suddenly opened from the inside. With a clear and clear "Surprise", a small piece of cream cake smothered his face.

Lin Ze, whose face was full of cream, felt his scalp tingling for a while, and he was a little confused. What's going on?

Did I enter the wrong house and be regarded as a thief by others?

No, I'm thinking that I didn't open the door myself, I haven't even rang the doorbell yet.

Just when I was a little confused, several familiar voices sounded in my ears one after another.

"Brother Lin Ze, happy birthday!"

"Brother, happy birthday!"

"Ozawa, happy birthday!"

"You son of a bitch, you are so busy outside, you probably forgot your own birthday?"

Lin Ze wiped the cream on his face and understood.

Indeed, today is December 22, and his birthday is today.

Lin Ze was a little helpless, but then he still smiled and said, "It's true, old man, I really forgot about it if you didn't mention it, mom, brother, Qianqian, thank you."

"Stinky boy, what do you mean by that? You want to be beaten on purpose? Do you think that you can challenge Lao Tzu's majesty if you become a card master?"

Comrade Lao Lin, who was left out, said with a smile on his face.

Lin Ze said with an innocent face: "How can that be, the old man is the old man, and he is always strong, but since you have already given me the birthday present in advance, thank you now, I'm afraid I won't get any benefits, right?"

"Fuck off, you kid really need pumping."

Comrade Lao Lin who was stimulated was furious, looked around, and picked up a pillow and threw it at Lin Ze.

This kind of pediatric trick, Lin Ze, who had been on guard for a long time, shivered lightly and avoided it.

Lin Yongming was unwilling, so he wanted to catch up and give Lin Zepang a beating. Lin Ze walked around the old man on the sofa, feeling very comfortable.

"Brother Lin Ze, come on!"

Lin Shiqian raised her arms and cheered heartlessly, while Lin Lan was expressionless, but there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Ye Wanqiu smiled knowingly, and then said: "I'll cook some more dishes, and I'll call you guys when they're done."

About ten minutes later, Lin Yongming, who was out of breath, stared at Lin Ze like a hungry wolf, and he was determined to launch another pursuit.

"The dishes are ready, stop making trouble, come and eat."

Ye Wanqiu's voice sounded like an imperial decree, Lin Yongming glanced at Lin Ze unwillingly, panted and said, "Stinky boy, you are lucky this time, next time I will definitely arrange you clearly."

"Old man, it's time for you to exercise. You can only run for ten minutes? Otherwise, I'll get you a membership card at a nearby public gym? It would be nice to hire a personal trainer."

Lin Ze said with a look of concern and surprise on purpose, as if he didn't expect Comrade Lao Lin's stamina to decline to this point.

Lin Yongming showed some signs of blowing up again, but because of Ye Wanqiu's eyes that seemed to be tending to be hostile, he still calmed down and coughed dryly: "Xiao Ze, we will have a morning exercise meeting tomorrow."

"Okay."

Lin Ze agreed very happily, but felt a bit of slander in his heart. The old man changed his face so fast, and it was Ozawa.

First, he went to the bathroom to wash his face to get rid of the sticky and creamy smell on his face. Lin Ze returned to the table and the family sat together.

In the center of the dining table was a double layer of Black Forest Cherry Cream Cake, surrounded by several delicious dishes.

Lin Shiqian ran for a while and turned off the light, Lin Ze said with a little shame: "Qianqian, what are you doing with the light off?"

"Blow out the candles and make a wish, Brother Lin Ze, since it's a birthday, it needs a sense of ritual to be fun."

Lin Shiqian actually knew some of Lin Ze's thoughts, but she still said it as a matter of course.

Lin Ze gave a dry cough. He is now nineteen years old, and he has already passed the age of paying so much attention.

But what my sister said is okay, life needs some sense of ritual.

"All right,

I'll blow out a candle and make a wish. "

Lin Ze smiled, his eyes fell on the cake in front of the table, and he made the simplest wish for the family's well-being and a happy life in his heart, which was to blow out the candles in one gulp.

"Eat the cake, eat the cake!"

Seeing Lin Ze blowing out the candles, Lin Shiqian turned into a greedy cat in seconds, skillfully picked up a pastry knife, divided the cake into several irregular pieces, and distributed them to others.

Although she doesn't look very good-looking, Lin Shiqian seems to be quite satisfied with her masterpiece.

After receiving the irregular piece of cake, Lin Ze's heart inadvertently felt warm.

He is not such a sentimental person, but at this moment he still couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Sure enough, the taste of home is the best.

For these beloved family members, Lin Ze wants to make himself stronger.

A series of events in recent months made Lin Ze vaguely understand that the world is not as peaceful as he imagined.

It's just a deceptive veil that obscures the undercurrent and crisis surging behind.

Lin Ze had a hunch that this layer of veil would soon be unveiled to him.

At that time, he might no longer be able to hold a piece of irregular cake cut by his sister with a brisk mind like today, listening to the laughter and laughter of his family, and spend a beautiful birthday marked by age.

On the same day, after eating the cake and celebrating her birthday, Lin Ze was drawn to play games by the excited Lin Shiqian. She recently became obsessed with a game called "Splatoon".

This game was also played on the Switch that Lin Ze gave her at the beginning. The mode she played recently is to form a free team, and each other frantically grabs the paint. Whoever occupies the largest paint area in the end wins.

Lin Ze played with her for several hours before going back to his room to sleep.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Ze was sleeping in a daze, when he suddenly felt a cold all over, and the quilt on his body was obviously lifted by someone.

Lin Ze stood up reflexively, and his magic power was about to be driven, but then he saw Lin Yongming in a black sportswear, with a deep and resolute expression, as if he had a sense of sight of an athlete.

"Old man, you're having a convulsion."

Lin Ze was forced out when he got up angrily, and couldn't help cursing.

But Lin Yongming roared angrily: "You bastard, you just forgot what you promised yesterday? Give me the speed to get out of bed and go out for morning exercises!"

"What the hell..."

Lin Zegang was about to deny it, but he paused, as if he had indeed said this yesterday.

But the problem is, at that time, he thought that the old man's words were just compromised by his mother's reputation, but he didn't expect him to be serious?

"Okay, old man, whoever asks me to talk has always kept his promises. Your old physique is indeed a bit broken now. You should exercise."

Lin Ze thought about it, and agreed.

Lin Yongming didn't appreciate it, and snorted coldly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, Xiaolan is already waiting at the door, don't waste time, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yongming turned and left, closing the door heavily.

Lin Ze threw his head back and fainted. After brewing for a while, feeling the chilliness of his upper body, he quickly got up and changed his clothes.

Okay, let's go out for morning exercises!