The night wind blew away the bangs on Wei Chuan's forehead, revealing his plump and smooth forehead.
While running, he had to pay attention to the small cake in his hand.
Hunting from the training hall to the playground, he was confused by the darkness in front of him.
「卧槽，灯呢？」
操场那么大，那么亮的灯呢？
His words made the two girls sitting on the ground playing with their mobile phones laugh non-stop.
Wei Chuan walked over awkwardly and asked, "Do you recognize me?"
The two girls looked at each other under the light of their mobile phones and said in surprise: "Wei Chuan?"
"I didn't see it, why did you come here to look for her?"
"My mobile phone battery is out, she said to wait for me in the playground, I can't find her now."
The girl gave her her mobile phone: "You give her a call."
"Thank you." Wei Chuan took it excitedly, but couldn't remember the correct digits when entering the number.
At the beginning, he and Meng Tang exchanged numbers, and later it was basically WeChat voice and video.
He is really going to curse.
The two girls laughed awkwardly: "How about we accompany you to find it together?"
"No, thank you!" Wei Chuan declined quickly.
He carried the cake and jogged along the playground, but he didn't find Meng Tang. In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to shout as he walked:
"Meng Tang...Meng Tang..."
"Whoever sees my girlfriend scream, she is Meng Tang, a sophomore in the sculpture department."
"Does anyone know her?"
"Has anyone seen Meng Tang?"
"Meng Tang..."
The students watching the theater raised their mobile phones to him. They had never seen someone looking for a girlfriend like this on the playground.
Meng Tang was excited and walked out from the hidden position under the stands.
"Wei Chuan?"
Wei Chuan turned his head suddenly: "Meng Tang?"
Mengtang turned on the light of his mobile phone and walked over.
Wei Chuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were gone."
"Why do you keep calling me?" Meng Tang was stunned by the rustling laughter around him, "Can't you make a call?"
Wei Chuan said: "The phone is out of battery, just now A girl just lent me my mobile phone, but I didn’t remember your number. "
"But don’t be angry, I’ll carry it when I get back tonight."
Meng Tang stepped forward and took his hand: "Get out of here first."
There were many people on the playground at the moment.
The two went to the edge of the playground, found a deserted place, and sat down on the higher steps by the roadside.
Wei Chuan took her hand and explained: "When I saw your message, my phone was almost out of battery, so I asked Tian Yu to charge it for me."
"The grandson didn't charge it. When I came out from the shower, they were all gone." He lowered his eyes and glanced at the cake next to him, and said, "You already bought one for the dormitory, why did you buy it again?"
"Can it be the same?" Wei Chuan asked her to shine the light on her mobile phone, then picked up the cake and opened it, "This cake of mine is only yours, and it's for love."
A palm-sized red love cake was held in Wei Chuan's hand.
He took a birthday candle and plugged it in, and took out a lighter from his pants pocket.
“You still smoke?” Meng Tang frowned.
"No smoking." Wei Chuan said, "It's Lao He's lighter."
Meng Tang laughed.
There was a "click" sound, and the weak candlelight illuminated two delicate faces.
"Come." Wei Chuan held Meng Tang in his arms, "Make a beautiful birthday wish to it."
Meng Tang looked up and closed his eyes with a smile.
This time the wish took a bit long. It took about ten seconds for her to open her eyes and blow out the candle.
Wei Chuan kissed her on the face: "Happy birthday, baby."
Meng Tang's heart skipped a beat.
Wei Chuan's low and gentle voice gently brushed against her ears, arousing a numbness that penetrated from her limbs into her bones and blood.
This affectionate name is as light as the blowing evening wind, but as heavy as a stone full of edges and corners.
Wei Chuan laughed, rubbed her face, and wiped away the redness.
"Is there a spoon?" Meng Tang asked.
"Yes." Wei Chuan took out a silver spoon from the cake box next to him, took a bite and put it into Meng Tang's mouth.
The slightly bitter cocoa aroma balanced the sweetness. Meng Tang raised his chin and said, "You should eat too. I'm really not hungry anymore."
Weichuan himself also took a bite. The sweet and sour fruity aroma and light floral aroma filled his mouth, and the taste was very refreshing.
This cake is small to begin with. After finishing it in a few bites, Wei Chuan gathered the remaining garbage and put it away.
When I turned around, I found that the corners of Meng Tang's mouth were still stained with jam. He raised his hands and wrapped his arms around her neck, pulling her forward.
Meng Tang stared at him blankly and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Wei Chuan's eyes moved downward: "There is jam on the edge of his mouth."
Meng Tang subconsciously tried to lick it, but was choked back by a hot breath.
The soft touch, like the fuse of a firework being instantly ignited.
The sweet and sour taste filled this sweet but not greasy kiss.
Wei Chuan's palm was so big that it almost covered the back of Meng Tang's neck, and his fingertips could even play with her earlobes.
Meng Tang was sweating all over.
There was not enough air, so she had to open her mouth and let the person on the other side walk straight in.
After several exchanges, Wei Chuan's kissing skills can be said to have made a qualitative leap.
He also learned to turn over.
The two of them were like heated sugar cubes, sticky and finally melting together.
It wasn't until the air became thin that Wei Chuan let go of her.
But he only moved away half an inch, and then moved forward to peck Meng Tang's lips gently.
Mengtang opened his eyes, and the thick emotion and love inside almost melted Wei Chuan's heart.
He pinched Meng Tang's face and smiled brightly: "It's so cute."
Meng Tang tilted his head and avoided his hand.
"Why are you so shy?" Wei Chuan chased after her and held her face, "We are both boyfriend and girlfriend, and that's it after a kiss?"
"Who is so shy?" Meng Tang slapped his hand away, "Let's go back to the dormitory."
"Sit for a while." Wei Chuan hugged her, "It's not easy to meet her."
After saying that, Wei Chuan himself laughed. It's not even easy to meet someone from a school.
Meng Tang leaned back on his chest and asked, "Are you tired from training?"
Wei Chuan brushed the hair beside her ear and chatted with her: "I'm not tired, I'm used to it."
Meng Tang rubbed his hand and whispered: "Don't get hurt."
"No." Wei Chuan pinched her earlobe, "What did you wish for just now? Is the wish you made in the dormitory the same as the wish you made here?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "It's different."
Wei Chuan asked: "What wish did you make?"
Mengtang sat up straight, looked into his eyes and laughed: "It doesn't work if you say it, so why keep asking?"
Wei Chuan seemed to be suffering from skin hunger and thirst, and he hugged Meng Tang to him again, smiling:
"My soul, as long as you say it, I promise to make it come true for you, do you believe it?"
"Why do you have to give it to me?"
"Because I want to give." Wei Chuan gently slid his fingertips across her cheek, "I like you, so I want to give you everything, not only to you, but also the best."
Coming from spring, holding a bouquet of warm flowers, trying to make them bloom in her arms.
Meng Tang curled his lips and felt a little like crying.
She is a small flower or grass that grows on the ground and is blocked from the sun by the surrounding vegetation.
The old man gave her sunshine and allowed her to grow up normally, but her color was not bright, like the wood she touched all day long.
Meng Tang raised his head from his arms and asked him: "Do you know what uncarved boxwood looks like?"
Wei Chuan followed her and asked, "What does it look like?" The frizzyness of the wood fibers."
Wei Chuan knew that she had something to say, and then asked: "Then what?"
"But in the sunlight, they were matte light gold, like a layer of mist, but they were not beautiful enough and needed to be carved."
Wei Chuan waited quietly for her next words.
"After being tempered by carving knives, their textures will flow like satin in the sun."
Speaking of this, Meng Tang paused.
Wei Chuan seemed to have stopped breathing for a moment.
Meng Tang's eyes welled up with tears, and he whispered to him:
"I am just uncarved wood now, and your love is the carving knife, turning me as smooth as amber."
No matter how stupid Wei Chuan was, he could still hear the confession.
The confession of a cultural man is really different, damn, his heart is about to explode!
Wei Chuan's hand that held Meng Tang was trembling slightly. He hugged the man into his arms and said:
"I've really fallen in love with you."
< br/> 有人爱就娇气，孟棠哼了声：「不栽给我栽给谁？」
「只有你。」魏川摸了把她的脸，「所以许了什么愿望？」
Meng Tang smiled and said, "I hope you get a good place in the competition and don't get hurt."
Wei Chuan couldn't bear it anymore, held her face in his hands and kissed her heavily on the lips:
"I will definitely bring you a championship back."
Meng Tang stood up holding his shoulders: "Okay now. Have you gone back to the dormitory? "
Wei Chuan threw the cake box into the trash can, turned to Meng Tang and stretched out his hand: "Hold it."
Meng Tang held it up and asked, "You The size of the shoes you gave me was just right, how did you know?"
Wei Chuan said: "Actually, you can tell the size due to your height, but I was afraid that it would not be suitable if I bought it, so I asked Yang Ke."
Meng Tang: "She didn't say anything when I told her how to open the gift."
In a blink of an eye, she arrived downstairs in the dormitory. Wei Chuan touched her head and said:
"Here, go up. I have to go back to the dormitory. I'm still very busy at this time. I'm sorry."
Meng Tang stepped forward and hugged Wei Chuan's waist.
Wei Chuan was stunned. This was the first time Meng Tang took the initiative to hug him.
He lowered his head and smoothed Meng Tang's long hair with a smile: "Okay, stop acting like a baby and hurry up."
Meng Tang nodded: "Then I'm leaving?"
Mengtang returned to the dormitory, where three heart-rending laughter came from inside.
She was stunned for a moment, opened the door and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you." Xie Lingyin and the other three said in unison.