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There are many ways to express affection implicitly, such as "What are you doing", "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight", "Why are crows like writing desks", and "Happy holidays" which is closest to the early morning of every festival.
Among various festivals, birthdays are the most special.
Sending blessings as soon as possible on your birthday has far-reaching meaning. Who among ordinary people would deliberately write a good message early, then stare at the second hand, stuck in time and send blessings at the moment when the numbers change? A person who has a crush on another person.
¡°Well, I remember your birthday, and I was the first person to say happy birthday to you. I care about you very much.
When Zhang Yiman was in school, every birthday, countless boys would come to wish her a happy birthday at midnight. The phone beeped with a long beep, but within two or three seconds, dozens of text messages had actually been received. It's like this every year, which is really annoying.
Zhang Yiman is very good at staying up late. At this time last year, she and Han Jue had not yet settled down. Her birthday greeting was sent during the day and was only a short sentence. This year she made up her mind to send blessings to Han Jue at 10:00 on Han Jue's birthday.
But when you like someone very much, words are just words after all. No matter how direct and straightforward they are, they cannot carry one tenth of the full love. The simple birthday greetings slowly grew from the first four words to forty words, and then to four hundred words. Zhang Yiman was still unsatisfied after writing it over and over, and in the end she simply didn¡¯t want a word at all.
She wanted to hold Han Jue in her arms, close to Han Jue's chest, smell Han Jue's scent, look into Han Jue's eyes and tell him in person that I like you, happy birthday, good morning, good night, next time. Remember to bring an umbrella when it rains
So she came.
Zhang Yiman hugged Han Jue and kissed him a hundred times, barely making up one-fifth of the kiss share this month. Then she lay contentedly on Han Jue's shoulders, closed her eyes and pressed her little face against Han Jue's. , ears and temples were rubbed, and the mouth was humming like a pig when it was full of food, very satisfied.
Han Jue smiled and hugged Zhang Yiman to prevent her from falling to the ground.
After a day of ups and downs, Han Jue greedily absorbed the heat from Zhang Yiman's body to recharge his batteries.
Han Jue has been busy for more than a month. He has not seen Zhang Yiman for a long time, and even the phone calls are shorter than before, but Han Jue will not feel that this relationship is showing signs of being unsustainable.
In the past, Han Jue always felt that if the distance between lovers in the entertainment industry became longer and the opportunities to meet each other became longer, their love would inevitably fade away. After establishing a relationship with Zhang Yiman, he met Zhang Yiman once a month on average. For the first few times, before meeting Zhang Yiman, Han Jue would feel uneasy. He was afraid that he would become estranged after meeting, that Zhang Yiman would become cold, and that the two of them would become indifferent. People are drifting away. However, every time she meets Zhang Yiman, Zhang Yiman always shows more enthusiasm than ever before. To her, it seems that her love for Han Jue will never fade away. As time went by, Han Jue gradually dared to be greedy with words like "until death do us part".
The two people hugged each other in the corridor, neither of them spoke, and it was already very beautiful.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the elevator stopped on this floor suddenly buzzed down, and Han Jue and Zhang Yiman woke up from their tenderness.
Han Jue watched the elevator stop on the first floor and guessed that Guan Yi and his wife had arrived.
"Where's Sister Qin?" Han Jue put down Zhang Yiman.
"Wait for me downstairs."
"Call her up and have dinner together."
"She has already eaten!"
"Put the things in first," Han Jue nodded, walked over and picked up the large and small bags Zhang Yiman brought, and asked Zhang Yiman, "What are these?"
"It's a gift." Zhang Yiman said.
Zhang Yiman always gives gifts in piles. When Zhang Yiman returned from traveling during the New Year, he brought a lot of gifts to Han Jue. Han Jue was no longer surprised by Zhang Yiman's generosity. Han Jue was only surprised that birthday gifts could be given in piles.
Open the big bag and take out the things one by one. There was a camera, a set of comic books, several poetry collections and literary works, an autumn jacket, and a harmonica, mostly things that Han Jue liked or could use.
"So many?" Han Jue knew that giving birthday gifts to people was usually a headache.
"It's just something that can be bought with money." Zhang Yiman didn't have much sense of accomplishment. He just urged Han Jue to look at the contents of the small bag. There are things in there that money can't buy.
Han Jue opened the small bag and took out a photo album, which contained the testimony of Zhang Yiman¡¯s growth from childhood to now. Take it again, how many pictures are there?The photo of Yiman and Han Jue has been framed.
"It can be hung on that wall!" Zhang Yiman pointed excitedly to the wall in the bedroom corridor that was full of photos. She had long wanted to hang up the photos of herself and Han Jue so that Pei Qing and Gu Fan could see them next time they came again.
"Okay." Han Jue smiled and nodded.
There weren¡¯t many things in the small bag. A photo album and a few photo frames were almost gone. Han Jue finally took out a letter from it.
letter.
When Han Jue saw the letter, he thought of the letters his predecessor wrote to Weng Nanxi.
"Read it after I leave!" Zhang Yiman stopped Han Jue from opening the letter.
"Okay." Han Jue put the letter away.
Zhang Yiman squeezed her body and said, "Don't show it to others either."
"good."
Han Jue walked into the house carrying large and small bags of things and asked Zhang Yiman to visit his home casually.
Zhang Yiman responded and sat on the sofa eager to try.
She is no stranger to Han Jue's home. She has watched the clip introducing Han Jue's residence in "Extreme Man" several times. But no matter how many times I see it, the feeling of being there for the first time is still very different.
And compared to the show, Han Jue¡¯s home has undergone some changes.
In addition to a book that can be seen everywhere in the living room, there are also albums of paintings by famous artists and portfolios of photography masters. White papers scattered everywhere contain Han Jue's sporadic music or script inspiration. There are also new paintings hanging on the wall behind the sofa, nine in total, from the same series. Zhang Yiman watched a concrete and bulky cow gradually transform into a simplified cow composed of a line, and nodded pretendingly, feeling good! (Picasso's "Transformation of the Cow")
She stood up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen with her hands behind her back. She saw a juicer, a soy milk machine, a coffee machine, a waffle maker all kinds of equipment were laid out in a row. Zhang Yiman is very angry. She has all kinds of things, so what should she give her next holiday? Will you give me a pot? I opened the refrigerator and took a look. There were fruits and vegetables, milk, tea, but no wine.
Zhang Yiman finally walked to the corridor and took a close look at the paintings of Pei Qing, whose valuations were increasing day by day. While Han Jue was not around, Zhang Yiman waved his fist at the people in the paintings. Turn around, look at the photo on the other side, and imagine where your photo should be hung so that you can keep your eyes on the painting opposite.
Entering the production room, there were some more equipment and some more cartoon character models that she couldn¡¯t name. When entering the bedroom, Zhang Yiman went to the bed to test the comfort level and found it very good. When entering the study, Zhang Yiman passed by the bookshelf and saw an old cardboard box. Before she could go over and open it, Han Jue called her from behind:
"Okay, let's go upstairs. My friends are all upstairs. Let me introduce them to you."
"Ah." Zhang Yiman was suddenly a little nervous, "I haven't done any maintenance yet! I haven't worn my best clothes yet!"
"It doesn't matter, you are already very beautiful," Han Jue smiled and waved to the hesitant Zhang Yiman, "Come on, sooner or later I will introduce you to them."