C53 Midlife

She said yes, "Ling Ling's colleague's brother's house is abroad, and the rent is close to the company, so he changed it."

"That's good."

Since this place was close, it only took them ten minutes to drive the car. The two of them arrived before they had even spoken a few words.

The place was more reliable than her previous apartment, and there were security guards at the entrance. Fu Yinan watched her get off the car until she was out of sight before he drove off.

It had only taken him over an hour to deliver the food and drinks. Ji Lang had been drunk to the point that he couldn't drink anymore. Call him and tell him to come over as soon as possible.

His alcohol tolerance wasn't very high. Fu Yuan hurried back to save the situation, and stopped thinking about what secrets were hidden under Jiang Wenshu's words.

The weather hadn't been very good for the past few days. Ever since Fu Yinan had helped Ji to block a few more drinks during his last social meetup, his stomach hadn't been feeling very well.

Ji Lang laughed at him, "Looks like you really are an old man. Do you still remember us from before? Drinking all night, still going to class the next day when I woke up. What did that say? "When I reach middle age …"

"I can't."

This was what Jiang Wangshu had told him earlier.

"That's right, that's right. Soak the medlar in a thermos. Should I call someone to soak the medlar in a cup for you?"

Fu Yu An said no.

"Don't try to be brave. Do you really think you're still young? If it's really painful, then go to the hospital and have a look. "

Fu Yuan opened a drawer and took out some painkillers that he had bought a long time ago. He picked two and stuffed them into his mouth, saying, "It's fine."

"Right …" Ji Lang suddenly thought of something. "Your birthday is coming up in a few days' time. I've calculated that it's a weekend. Should we gather together?"

"But …"

His head hurt from the quarreling. He leaned back in his chair and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He wasn't in the mood to think about such a trivial matter.

"How can I not? "I'll decide then. When the time comes, I'll arrange a place and call a few of my friends to gather together. Oh right, Little Jiang and her friend Ling Ling will come along as well. It's so crowded."

Fu Yuan didn't like birthdays very much. To him, birthdays were no different from normal days. Otherwise, if there was anything to be said, it would be Jiang Wangshu giving him birthday presents on a daily basis.

Last year, he had been given a lighter and couldn't fire it. When he pressed it, it showed a banner the length of his pinky, which read: Cigarette smoking is harmful to health.

This was to remind him to quit smoking. The lighter was still in his house, and he had never brought it with him when he went out.

Her gifts were always unexpected and didn't have much to look forward to, but he did look forward to them.

Jiang Wenshu naturally remembered such an important day. In his memory, it had been many years since his birthday, but he definitely wouldn't lack a birthday present. He had given her a lighter last year, so what about this year?

Jiang Wangshu racked his brains, but he couldn't think of anything he should give this year.

There were only two days left before her birthday when Ji Chuang called to let her have some free time, saying that they would go out together that day.

She was surprised. "Isn't it just a birthday?"

"Don't listen to him, listen to me. When you arrive, he will also be here." With that, he purposely reminded Jiang Wenshu, "Remember to call your little sister over as well. It's quite crowded."

Ji Chuan was like an old lady who was worried about everything. Although Yu An said that it was only his birthday, his intense preparations were not affected in the slightest.

Ji Lang sent her the location. It was a clubhouse. She estimated the time and left the office to pick up Ling Ling.

Ling Ling had also been informed on the spot, so he didn't know what to send him. Thus, he decided to buy a tie.

He also asked Jiang Wangshu what he had given him when he couldn't take out the gift he had given him.

Jiang Wangshu said he would give the lighter.

"Didn't you give me that lighter last year? Why did you send a lighter this year? "

She said it was different. "There's a voice message for this lighter."

Ling Ling rolled his eyes, "Do you still intend to give me a lighter next year?"

"We'll talk about it next year. It's more practical to give a lighter."

In any case, whatever she gave to An Xin, she would happily accept. Furthermore, she wasn't lacking in money, so she just accepted the gift with her heart. It was rare for Jiang Wushu to persuade him to give up smoking after so many years.

He called for a taxi to catch him to his destination. By then, there would already be a lot of people gathered, both men and women. The place was bustling with noise and excitement.

Ji Lang arranged for them to sit on Fu Yuan's side, so they could play freely. They were all friends.

Fu Yu An didn't like this kind of noisy environment. He pinched the space between his eyebrows, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Wenshu handed the gift over. "Happy birthday. This is for you."

Ling Ling hurriedly passed it over to him as well, "Big brother, happy birthday, this is mine."

Fu Yuan took his hands off the bag and placed the two bags together. He couldn't tell which one belonged to which, as if the blue bag belonged to Jiang Wenshu.

"Thank you, thank you."

He placed the gift on the table beside him and paused his gaze on Jiang Wenshu.

She was wearing a short skirt today, with short white sleeves tucked into the skirt and long, straight legs.

This costume did not suit her very well. She was too thin. She always looked empty in this kind of outfit.