"…" Qiao Yunyu
Liu Xing sat up straight from the bed. "My horse sent a message to Ivan …"
This Chen Feng also turned up from the bed. "Qiao Yun’s birthday?"
According to the usual practice, Qiao Yun’s birthday party will be held in a private kitchen in Yingyang Square with Liu Xing and Ai Yun.
If there were any private guests of the former Qiao’s group, Qiao Yun’s mother would bring guests to this restaurant. His food is very good, and Ye Zhimei likes it as well as Qiao Yun.
However, when Qiao Yun came here on her birthday, she never met her mother and brought her guests.
It’s probably the same this year. Does Qiao Yun meet mom?
After finishing the club work, he called Liu Xing. "Where are you?"
There is some noise over there. I can hear that Liu Xing is in the street. "What’s the matter? Is the birthday girl afraid that she won’t be able to eat the cake I sent?"
"Fuck off Qiao Yun gently scold a" Chen Feng and Xiao Nan? "
Liu Xing tut tut sighed, "You heartless two of them, you just care about me and scold us for being together to choose a gift for you."
"Oh," said Qiao Yun, "then it’s simple to have a meal. See you at the same place at seven."
It’s getting more and more noisy over there. "I know the location, I’ve booked it, and I’ll pick up Ivan after I buy the cake."
Turning around, he called Mo Ran again, but the other party’s phone
I shouldn’t. This guy knows it’s impossible not to contact me on my birthday.
At 7 o’clock in the evening, Yingyang Square is very lively. Qiao Yun looks around the center of the square.
He sent a message to Mo Ran last night saying that he would meet at Yingyang Square at seven o’clock in the evening.
Mo ran returned his good.
But at the moment, Qiao Yun didn’t see others in the square.
He called several times and said, "You dialed the phone." Qiao Yun was impatient.
And waited for ten minutes until it was dark. Liu Xing urged Qiao Yuncai to turn away in disappointment.
Suddenly, a short "Qiao Yun" with joy behind him shocked him.
When I turned back, I smiled and stood impressively around the square screen, slowly rising several human machines.
Finally, it is fixed as—
[I am Qiao Yun, happy at the age of twenty! 】
Chapter 3. Chapter 3
The dim star is adorned with red blessings and surrounded by envy. Qiao Yun can’t recover from this scene for a long time.
Until Mo Ran approached him slowly, smiled and whispered "Happy Birthday" to him-
Qiao Yun finally closed his eyes and burst into tears.
I haven’t seen it for ten years.
Qiao Yun’s tenth birthday present, my parents asked someone to perform this scene for him.
At that time, Qiao Yun thought it was amazing that it could fly and form different words and pictures.
He jumped, he jumped, and he naively asked his father, "Can I see a man-machine flying in the sky every birthday?"
Dad said, "I can see it every year if I want to."
But then my parents were too busy and Qiao Yun was very sensible. He was embarrassed to talk to his father again.
After the age of ten, the man-machine became a memory that Qiao Yun could not remember.
Ten years later, Qiao Yun saw the rising man-machine again on his twentieth birthday. Although his father was away, that memory could be recast by stranger. He cried.
Woo-
Strangely, I lost my heart and raised my hand to touch my head and kill it, and then patted "Fool, why are you crying? Many people around me are watching it."
Qiao Yun pulled his hand and grabbed Mo Ran’s sleeve and wiped it on his face. "Mo Da Shen, where do you honestly know?"
"Huh?" Mo ran looked at the wet sleeves. "Where do you know what?"
Qiao Yun’s eyes are red, pointing to the intermittent human-computer sounds. "Where did you know about them?"
Mo ran chuckled, "Stupid man-machine … isn’t it common sense?"
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fault
Qiao Yunyou is recording his mood and habits. Every birthday, he sends a birthday wish that is only visible to himself. The picture is man-machine.
But the message is only visible to itself.
"I mean, how do you know I like this?" Qiao Yun asked again with a sniffle.
Seeing that Qiao Yun’s eyes were red like a bullied rabbit, his heart melted. "Say you’re stupid. You’re so stupid. You forgot to borrow my brain to apply for an account in the League. I was forced to see … someone’s little secret."
"Ah?" Qiao Yun opened his mouth wide. "I forgot to return it?"
Mo Ran raised his hand and touched his head. "It’s okay for Maha to see me. Don’t give it to others."