"No way?" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin who looked at him with a proud look on his face.

Yang Qingyin is also today’s birthday, which is so weird.

Such fate cannot be described in words.

"Isn't it possible?" Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a sly look, "I just celebrated my birthday with you, and you have to celebrate my birthday with me next. Now at half past ten, there is still an hour and a half. You have to accompany me to make me happy."

"On a birthday, you can't be without a cake. I'll treat you to a cake later. How about it?"

"Is this your gift?" Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with her head tilted, "Are you too stingy?"

"How is that possible?" Luo Ziling shook his head, "But it's already so late today, and there's no preparation in advance, so it's impossible to pick up the gift you like. Otherwise, we'll walk all the way to visit the shops that are still open now. I'll give you a gift that you're satisfied with and I like. How about it? See if we have a good relationship."

"Okay!" Yang Qingyin agreed readily.

In 1994, the prosperity of Hangzhou City was certainly not comparable to 2018, but the stores that were still open at this time may not be fewer than in 2018. In 1994, it was even more difficult to make money. Many people left their jobs and went into business. That was to work hard and it was possible to open until the early morning.

The weather is neither hot nor hot, and it is the best season for travel. There are still many shops open by the West Lake.

While walking, Luo Ziling saw a very beautiful shawl.

After seeing the plaid-patterned shawl, Luo Ziling walked over and asked for the price, and bought it without hesitation.

This shawl with a very good texture is actually priced at 500 yuan.

However, when he saw Luo Ziling just looking at it and not asking about the price, the salesperson directly reduced the price to 300 yuan.

Luo Ziling paid for it without hesitation and handed it to Yang Qingyin: "Do you like this gift?"

"It's a little cold when the wind blows!" Yang Qingyin shrank his neck and looked at Luo Ziling with a sly look, "Don't you think you should be more sincere?"

Luo Ziling smiled and draped the bought shawl on Yang Qingyin's neck.

After Luo Ziling helped her put on her, Yang Qingyin laughed happily: "Isn't it very good?"

Luo Ziling nodded seriously and said proudly: "What we all like, do you think will not look good?"

Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a blank look and then smiled: "Okay, I like this gift very much."

Next, Luo Ziling took a fancy to a very beautiful hairpin, which Yang Qingyin also liked, so he bought it again.

"Put it on!" Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a slightly blushing face, but his tone of speaking was very domineering, "You must show your sincerity."

Luo Ziling naturally would not refuse, and helped Yang Qingyin get his hairpin with his hands and feet.

When she touched her black hair, Luo Ziling felt her heart beating very fast, and even her hands were trembling slightly.

Luo Ziling saw Yang Qingyin's pretty face slowly turning red, and his head, which had been high, lowered his head.

The gentleness of lowering his eyebrows and holding his head made him unable to help but feel moved.

"The most tenderness of bowing his head!" He actually thought of Xu Zhimo's poem.

"It's going to be midnight in fifty minutes!" After putting on a hairpin for Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling looked at the watch on his wrist and said to her with a smile: "I have a satisfied gift. Should I go and eat the cake next?"

“Where is the cake?”

"My home!" Luo Ziling pointed to the direction of Jiefang Road, "It's over here, you can get there in twenty minutes, but if you take a taxi, you will have five minutes."

Yang Qingyin just hesitated for a moment and immediately agreed: "Then let's walk over!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take you to sell?"

"Not afraid, because you can't beat me!"

Luo Ziling's self-esteem was immediately hurt.

But when he thought of the domineering aura that Yang Qingyin kicked him in front of the nose just now, he decided not to compete with her and divide the difference.

It would be too embarrassing to lose to a little girl.

He said nothing and signaled Yang Qingyin to go home with him.

"Why didn't you find a few classmates or friends to celebrate your birthday today?" Luo Ziling asked curiously as he walked home.

"I don't want to live with them." Yang Qingyin jumped a little while walking, looking very happy. "My brother originally wanted to have a birthday PARTY for me, but I refused."

"Do you have your brother?" Luo Ziling seemed very surprised, "Your brother is also in Hangzhou?"

"What's so strange about having an older brother? He often comes to Hangzhou, but mainly stays in Zhonghai!" Yang Qingyin seemed unwilling to say more about her brother, so he turned the topic back: "During the day, I was wondering if I would meet Mr. Daige today?"

"Don't call me Mr. Daige!" Luo Ziling made a proposal.

"Okay, if you don't call you Daige, then call you Xiaodai. This name sounds nice!" Yang Qingyin said, and started to laugh again.

Luo Ziling was speechless.

Before he could protest, Yang Qingyin said again: "I was thinking just now that if I waited until 7:30 and hadn't met Mr. Xiaodai yet, then I would go back to celebrate my brother's birthday. I don't want to spend my 20th birthday alone."

When Luo Ziling heard this, he was immediately moved. He could not have thought that Yang Qingyin would have wanted to celebrate his birthday with him during the day.

But why didn't she ask him out?

He asked curiously: "If I don't come, will you call me?"

"It depends on your mood, maybe it will, maybe it won't!"

"Okay!" Luo Ziling touched his nose awkwardly, "In the era of underdeveloped communication, it is really easy to miss opportunities."

"What?" Yang Qingyin didn't react at once.

"If we can't meet, we've really missed the happy time tonight!" Luo Ziling stood firm and looked at Yang Qingyin who stopped: "Our fate is really different. Encountering by chance is like a deliberate arrangement. What's even more strange is that the birthday is the same day!"

"I will not be lonely when I celebrate my birthday in the future!" Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling playfully, "How can I celebrate my birthday in the future? I'll just join in the fun, anyway, you have a cake."

"no problem!"

Before he knew it, he walked to Luo Ziling's residence.

"Is this your home?" Yang Qingyin was surprised when Luo Ziling opened the yard door.

"Slums, don't laugh at me."

"What a great house, there is a yard and a fish pond, I like it."

"You can't compete with me if you like it!"

"Stingy!" Yang Qingyin sucked her cute nose with a look of contempt.

Luo Ziling took out the cake from the room and put it on the stone table in the yard.

Yang Qingyin sat on the stone bench, holding her chin with her hands watching Luo Ziling light a candle.

"I need to light a few candles!" she asked Luo Ziling.

"Twenty-one!" Luo Ziling replied with a smile, and blamed Yang Qingyin again: "It's so late to tell me about this."

"I have hinted you several times, but you haven't noticed it myself!" Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a blank look, "Not at all tacit understanding!"

"Okay, mainly because I'm so happy!" Luo Ziling slapped his head embarrassedly.

After lighting the candle, Luo Ziling reminded Yang Qingyin: "Make a wish!"

"Please let it go together!"

"Okay!" Luo Ziling agreed readily.

Yang Qingyin put his chin on his hands and closed his eyes for a while, then smiled and suggested, "Let's tell me what I wish together!"

"Okay!" Luo Ziling agreed readily again.

"I hope there will be today every year!"

The two actually said the same sentence.

After saying his wish, the two of them stared at each other for a long time, and finally laughed.

With a smile on his face, both of them had strange expressions flowing in their eyes.
Chapter completed!