Mengtang screwed on the bottle cap, took out a small wooden box from his bag and handed it over.
The plain surface has no lines and feels smooth to the touch. Wei Chuan happily took it: "Did you make it yourself?"
Meng Tang said "hmm": "I gave you the leftover material from the last carving, see if you like it."
"I like it." Wei Chuan rubbed the wooden box with his fingertips and giggled.
“You haven’t seen it yet.” Meng Tang couldn’t laugh or cry.
"I like it even if I don't see it," Wei Chuan said in a rather arrogant tone, "How can something made by hand be the same as one bought?"
If Qin Yuan, who gave him the watch, heard this, he would probably take the watch back.
Meng Tang saw that he liked it and smiled: "Open it and take a look."
Wei Chuan waited for a long time, carefully opened the wooden box, and looked at Dahuang who looked up and squinted inside.
The scene was inexplicably humorous, Meng Tang laughed and said, "Don't look at it like this, it looks like you two are so similar."
Wei Chuan tilted his head and squinted his eyes at her: "Is that so?"
It looked more like it, and Meng Tang couldn't stop laughing.
Wei Chuan's fingertips traced the big yellow dog's head, his gaze spread to the ends of her eyes and eyebrows, taking in the bright smile.
Suddenly, Wei Chuan had a ridiculous thought: She had never laughed like this when chatting with Xu Heqing.
Immediately he was shocked by his own thoughts. Why would he compare this with Xu Heqing?
As if to hide it, Wei Chuan lowered his head and played with the birthday gift Meng Tang gave him.
The big yellow dog has a shiny body, natural wood grain, and a pleasant posture, with its front paws together as if to please.
Wei Chuan doesn't know the art, otherwise he would have seen that Dahuang's hair treatment is a unique skill of "silk hair carving", which is lifelike.
Wei Chuan was amazed in his heart and asked Meng Tang: "These eyes are so real, what are they embedded in?"
Mengtang said: "Purple sandalwood, the pupils are made of water with the 'sand method'." The farm dogs I have seen are exactly the same, why would you carve this for me?"
"You are not a dog?"
"Have you checked?"
Hmm."
Wei Chuan could not hold back the corners of his mouth because he was so thoughtful about him.
Then you should care about her.
He put the gift into the bag and cleared his throat: "What did you and Xu Heqing... talk about? I think you two were having a good time chatting."
Meng Tang was not willing to talk, and just said it was just a casual chat.
Hearing her intention to avoid, Wei Chuan chuckled: "I don't want to learn from you. You said you were retreating, and you turned around to let Xu Heqing chat with you in full swing. Xie Lingyin and I didn't say a word."
Meng Tang rolled his eyes at him: "Blame me? When I came here, I asked you to ask her to sit in front, but it's better for you not to say a word."
Suddenly became mute.
Wei Chuan laughed dryly: "I can't be distracted while driving."
Meng Tang: "..."
She really couldn't refute it.
"So what did you and Xu Heqing talk about?" Wei Chuan refused, "Let's talk about it."
Meng Tang sighed: "He just thanked me for the donation. I gave my senior a carved wooden bird, and she liked it very much."
After saying that, she glanced at A glance at Wei Chuan: "Lingyin understands basketball, you still need to ask me for advice on a ready-made topic?"
Wei Chuan made an excuse: "I'm shy."
..." Meng Tang was speechless for a moment, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Wei Chuan smiled flatteringly at her.
"In short, basketball is the best topic for you to get into, which will help improve the success rate of your confession."
Wei Chuan felt that something was wrong with him. When it came to Xie Lingyin, he didn't have the excitement or impulse to confess, but he tried to test what Meng Tang and Xu Heqing said.
He didn't know what he wanted to do, but there was always a force in his heart that drove him to do it.
The cell phone on the table rang. Wei Chuanxian glanced at the number and asked casually: "Who is it?"
Meng Tang answered: "Li Hanjin."
Wei Chuan: "..."
"Hey... the school has taken care of it... No, thank you... Sorry, I'm outside... Wei Chuan's birthday is tonight, many people... um..."
When she hung up the phone, Wei Chuan muttered: "You didn't see anyone when you were in trouble, why should you call now?"
Meng Tang didn't want to talk to him about Li Hanjin, so he said, "I'm going to listen to Ling Yin and the others singing." Children, "Do you want to listen?"
Meng Tang stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "Here?"
He was kidding." Wei Chuan smiled playfully at her, "You go over first, I have something to do with the photographer."
He went to ask for photos tonight.
Just after leaving the house, the three girls came out of the KTV room, and Shi Lan waved excitedly to Meng Tang:
"Come and take a look, it's snowing."
Is it snowing? Meng Tang was stunned. Today is Christmas. Isn't it too appropriate for the occasion?
She walked over and stepped onto the corridor with floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the glass, under the street lights, snowflakes were rustling, coating the night with a layer of frosting.
Xie Lingyin glanced at the time and said, "It's still early, how about we walk back?"
This is a good idea. Xie Lingyin smiled and nodded: "Leave now?"
College students always have the time and interest to be poetic. Wei Chuan made two calls and called everyone else over.
He threw the car keys to Tian Yu: "You guys, if you don't want to leave, take my car back to school."
Big G, Tian Yu and the others almost got into a fight over who controlled the car keys.
In the end, Tian Yu took away one wave and Qin Yuan sent another wave away, leaving only Wei Chuan and Xu Heqing with four girls.
The boys ran away, and Shi Lan complained that they had no romantic qualities.
The subway is two stops away and is very fast.
After they came out, the snow became heavier and heavier, and soon a layer of white fell on them.
Mengtang raised her hand to catch the snowflakes, and each one melted into the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, between the palms of her hands.
Wei Chuan was a few steps behind. When he realized what he was doing, there was an extra photo on his phone.
After being stunned for five seconds, he took another panoramic photo of the scene.
The copy is: Happy birthday, what a heavy snow!
Meng Tang’s eyes darkened. This is the first group photo. Are you sure it won’t cause misunderstanding?
She looked sideways at Xie Lingyin and saw that her expression was normal, and wondered if she was making a fuss.
But Meng Tang understands Wei Chuan's second photo.
Xie Lingyin’s back is in the middle of the photo. He was taking a picture of a group of people for one person.
It was almost ten o'clock when they returned to school. Wei Chuan and Xu Heqing sent the girls downstairs to the dormitory.
Meng Tang's arm was suddenly touched. She turned her head and looked, and Wei Chuan said to her: "Stretch out your hand."
His voice was very low, as if he was afraid that others would hear.
Meng Tang also subconsciously whispered: "What are you doing?"
Wei Chuan said: "Stretch out, I have something for you."
Mengtang stretched out his hand suspiciously, and then his palm felt cold.
Before she had time to look, Wei Chuan squeezed her hand and said, “Let’s go back to the dormitory and watch. Maybe you can guess what it is.”
Meng Tang somehow didn’t loosen his fist and played this childish game with him.