At that moment, Gu Xiyue felt that she had failed.
Don¡¯t you just want to give me a birthday surprise? Why is it so difficult!
But she couldn¡¯t give up halfway. She gritted her teeth and simply made trouble unreasonably.
"A-Nian, you, close your eyes! Don't peek!"
Under the dim light, Zhang Yunian vaguely saw that the woman seemed to be holding a pile of something in her hands.
A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of some possibility.
¡ª¡ª"I can't tell you now! It will take some time before I can tell you"
¡ª¡ª"I promised Sister Xiaoyue that I would keep it a secret"
Everything suspicious about what happened suddenly became clear to him, and he seemed to understand everything.
The man¡¯s lips curved with a hint of endearment, and he spoke warmly: ¡°Okay.¡±
As he said that, he closed his eyes.
But Gu Xiyue was still worried, fearing that he would peek: "Here, put the quilt on me too!"
"As ordered." The man obeyed and buried his entire face in the thin blanket.
Gu Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and got busy boldly.
But she overlooked one thing. Once humans lose their vision, their hearing will become particularly keen.
Therefore, even though there is a thin layer of quilt between them, the sound of a woman moving is clearer than before.
Zhang Yunian heard that Gu Xiyue sometimes walked to the side of the bed, sometimes to the end of the bed, and even stepped on the head of the bed a few times.
He couldn¡¯t help it anymore and raised the corners of his lips again.
There was so much noise, how could this stupid woman think that she couldn't wake him up?
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Gu Xiyue finally stopped and called softly to the man who was suffocated in the quilt.
"A Nian? Are you still awake?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yunian's voice was filled with laughter, "Xiaoyue, are you busy?"
"You're done." Gu Xiyue said, taking a step forward, "You can lift the quilt and open your eyes."
Zhang Yunian then reached out and pinched the quilt: "Then shall I come out?"
"Um!"
Gu Xiyue may not have noticed it, but there was such obvious expectation in her tone when she said "hmm".
But Zhang Yunian, who was familiar with her, understood her clearly, so the smile on his face became even deeper.
He slowly opened the quilt.
Into the eyes, there is a light that is not dazzling. Let him open his eyes without any worries and see everything in the room clearly.
At the end of the bed, there are countless gray and blue balloons, with star-shaped lights on them, shining one after another.
On the wall above, there is also a string of glowing English letter balloons with "Happy Birthday" posted on it.
Surrounded by countless stars-like lights. I don¡¯t know how Gu Xiyue, a weak woman just over 1.6 meters tall, managed to hang up on her own strength. She looked quite shocked.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing among them is the birthday cake surrounded by balloons and lit with candles.
The style of the cake is a very ordinary round shape.
The novel pattern on top.
Zhang Yunian took one look and recognized that the picture was his face.
To be precise, before he and Gu Xiyue got together, they went out to sketch together. On a whim, Gu Xiyue secretly drew his profile while he was concentrating on reading.
For some reason, Zhang Yunian suddenly had an idea in his mind when he saw the picture on the cake.
"Did Xiaoyue draw this by herself?" he asked.
Gu Xiyue was waiting with piercing eyes for the man's reaction. When she heard this sentence unexpectedly, her eyes widened in shock.
"How did you find out?"
He thought of something again, and despair appeared in his eyes: "Is it because my painting is too ugly? You can tell it is unprofessional at a glance?"
She went out early and came back late for two whole weeks, causing Zhang Yunian to misunderstand whether she had a change of heart. In fact, she was learning to paint with cream in a private dessert shop.
She wanted to make a beautiful and commemorative birthday cake herself to give to the man she loved deeply and who also loved her deeply.
But painting with butter is really difficult. Even if she has painting skills, it took a lot of effort to make this finished product.
I thought I could confuse the fake with the real.
Who knew Zhang Yunian could tell it at a glance!
"Ah! The teacher also said that I was good at painting and could start teaching! She lied to me"
"Of course not! Xiaoyue's painting is very good!" Zhang Yunian hurriedly explained,"It's just that it feels very familiar to me. It's the kind of familiarity in details that imitators can't express."
"What details?" Gu Xiyue couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yunian did not answer in a hurry. He sat up and took the woman into his arms: "Thank you for the gift. I like it very much."
"As for whyI won't tell you now."
"Unless, this Friday night, you can go to a movie with me." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com