Jianghua City.

After Lin Shiyun left, Chen Fuyun sniffed, came to his senses and looked at the online time. It was already 6:30 pm. He didn't even have time to eat lunch, so he decisively went offline and went to have supper.

After Chen Fuyun went offline, he found that Biyun was working in the kitchen. The dining table in the living room was filled with various dishes, which were extremely rich, and all of them were what Chen Fuyun liked to eat.

Next to the dining table, Chen Sanmao looked greedy and stared at the dishes on the table like a cat, but he was surprised to be very honest this time. He just looked at it, neither moving his chopsticks nor taking action, and he was very at ease.

Chen Fuyun walked up to him with a smile and asked, "Mao, what day is this? Why are you, Sister Biyun making such good dishes?"

Chen Sanmao glared at it and saw that it was Chen Fuyun, and immediately smiled excitedly on his face, saying, "Uncle Fuyun, Sister Biyun said, today is your birthday. Huh? Uncle Fuyun, why are you not happy at all? You can't play that game in the room every day, and you even forgot your own birthday!"

Chen Fuyun looked confused: "Today's my birthday?"

Just then, Biyun brought out a bowl of steaming longevity noodles from the kitchen. Chen Fuyun looked at Biyun with a smile on his face, and then looked at the calendar on the wall.

The lunar calendar, the eighteenth day of the third month.

It's really my birthday. But to be honest, I spent five years alone in the capital, but I never thought about my birthday.

My parents in my hometown are helping me think about it. I eat a few poached eggs from time to time every year and have a bowl of longevity noodles, which is also a birthday.

The most profound birthday in my memory was Chen Fuyun's 18th birthday in his third year of high school. Gao Fei and several other buddies gathered money. In a clearing ground on the back of the school, a large group of men and women gathered together to celebrate Chen Fuyun's unique birthday.

Thinking about it now, the laughter and joy of the past seemed to be yesterday.

Biyun kept writing about her birthday. Chen Fuyun was inexplicably moved. He reached out to take the steaming bowl of longevity noodles. Chen Fuyun smiled and said, "If you don't have fun at home, you have to wait for someone to say this. If Sanmao is hungry in the future, he will eat with you Sister Biyun first and give me some leftovers."

Chen Sanmao held his cheek and said, "But Sister Biyun feels sorry for me, Uncle Fuyun. My family is the biggest, so how can I do something about my child talking first."

Chen Fuyun reached out and pinched Biyun's tender pretty face, and said with a smile: "You are so nice to me."

Biyun instinctively wanted to hide, but seeing Chen Fuyun's happy look, he let his calloused and rough palms gently pinch his face a few times.

Chen Sanmao's intimacy with them was obviously commonplace. He was so hungry that he was a little dizzy when he was guarding the table of dishes. He could only knock on the bowl with chopsticks bored to express his protest.

Chen Fuyun looked at him, then smiled and said, "Eat, eat, start."

The dishes made by Biyun are very good in themselves. Today is Chen Fuyun’s birthday. Biyun’s carefully prepared dishes are all his favorites, including eel slices, stir-fried green peppers, braised crucian carp, and vegetarian cabbage... A hearty dinner with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor, let Chen Fuyun and Chen Sanmao eat a lot.

Dongdong.

The three of them were eating, and a few soft knocks came from outside the door. Biyun put down her bowls and chopsticks and walked towards the door in small steps. When she opened the door, she saw that it was not Chen Gouyuan who had left early in the morning, but... a face that was very unfamiliar to her.

Biyun's eyes flashed slightly, and her eyes looked carefully at this sexy woman who was wearing a professional O-suit, with light colors, and her face and figure were so perfect that she was unable to pick on.

The woman outside the door is Guo Jiajia.

She glanced at Chen Biyun, and a confused look flashed on her face. She then smiled slightly, stretched out her hand at Biyun, and said with a smile: "Are you Biyun? You often hear Fuyun mention you."

Guo Jiajia's voice was gentle and sweet, giving people a sense of intimacy like a spring breeze. In the living room, Chen Fuyun, who was originally burying his head in eating, just heard the word "Fuyun" inadvertently, and suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked towards the door.

It's indeed Sister Jia.

When Guo Jiajia saw Chen Fuyun, her smile on her face was a little rich, so she naturally approached him. Then she took out a very exquisitely packaged gift box from her bag, and smiled charmingly and said, "Fuyun, happy birthday."

Chen Fuyun stared at the woman in front of him who had not seen him for some time and had long missed her very much. He sniffed, held her hand holding the gift box, and showed a bright smile on his face: "Thank you, Sister Jia. Welcome home, come and go into the house for dinner."

Over the past few days, Biyun has also heard Chen Fuyun talk about something about him and a woman named Guo Jiajia. A few years ago, she was Fuyun's landlord, and half a month ago, she was Fuyun's sister, who took good care of him and cared for him, that's all.

At the dinner table, Guo Jiajia, who had tasted the dishes made by Biyun, praised her cooking skills and said that she would learn more from Biyun in the future. Biyun just smiled, but Chen Fuyun agreed deeply. Sister Jia's cooking skills are quite good, but there is still a slight difference with Biyun. If she could learn Biyun's cooking skills, it would be quite icing on the cake for her.

"Fuyun, can you accompany me for a walk?" After dinner, Guo Jiajia smiled and spoke to Chen Fuyun, who was lit with a cigarette and savoring the aftertaste.

"Of course." Chen Fuyun nodded with a smile, then turned around and said to Biyun, who was busy cleaning up the mess: "Sister Jia and I will go down for a walk. You and Sanmao are at home for a while. If I come back late, you can go to bed early. If you have anything to do, call me."

Biyun nodded gently, looked at Guo Jiajia intentionally or unintentionally, then fell on Chen Fuyun, helped him to fix his slightly crooked collar, and gestured to him to be careful when going out.

Chen Fuyun pinched her Qiong nose intimately, and smiled and nodded.

When Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia went downstairs, the street lights on both sides of the street had just lit up. The slightly gray night sky in Suzhou City was flashing with a blurry light among the lights and neon lights.

The night breeze is blowing.

Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia walked side by side on the sidewalk, walking far away, neither holding hands nor talking.

When the two were about to bypass a crossroads, Guo Jiajia suddenly stopped, and then when Chen Fuyun turned to look at her, she took a step forward and suddenly hugged Chen Fuyun tightly.

Chen Fuyun caught her waist off guard.

Then, she let her hug her tighter and tighter, a smooth and pretty face buried deep in her chest, and her tender shoulders trembled gently.

Taking advantage of the traffic lights at the intersection, Chen Fuyun looked at Guo Jiajia's red eyes, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she cried so hard that her pear blossoms were in the rain.

Chen Fuyun sniffed and felt Jia Jie's heartfelt sadness. He suddenly felt a little distressed. Haven't she been doing well these days?

He has always been the lump of elm in Sister Jia's mouth. Even if the comforting words reached her throat, he didn't know how to speak. Chen Fuyun could only hug her tightly and gently stroke her hair.

"Fuyun, accompany me to have some wine, okay?" Sister Jia raised her head from his arms, and looked at Chen Fuyun with her red eyes as red as a rabbit, with a slightly crying voice in her soft voice.

"Okay." Chen Fuyun nodded, relying on her for everything.

Chen Fuyun stopped a taxi at the intersection and said "Suhe" to the driver, and drove all the way to Suhe wine with a turntable.

When Chen Fuyun walked into Su He with Guo Jiajia in his arms, the wine was filled with lights and wine, and the popular "Love Night Pu" was placed. The young men and women twisted their youthful bodies under the light, freely and ostentatiously.

When the two arrived at Taiwan, Jia Jie was interested in getting drunk. She ordered a few glasses of strong vodka that the Russians often wanted, and poured them like drinking water. Although Chen Fuyun knew that Jia Jie had a great alcohol tolerance, no matter how good she had, she could not withstand such a heavy drink. So, when she was drinking the eighth glass of strong wine, Chen Fuyun took her wine glass, drank it all over the place, and said, "Sister Jia, drink less, you should be drunk later."
Chapter completed!