It’s Colder Today

After hanging up the phone, Wei Zongying looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Sent her a text message.

[Wei Songying]: It's okay. You can go back to the dormitory and wash up and go to bed.

Wei Zongying didn't tell her that it was her birthday, and it seemed difficult for her to ask for leave and change shifts. He looked at the game formed by Shao Yuan and the others. Even if Shi Yun didn't come, those people were not good people.

Birthdays no longer hold as much meaning to him as they did when he was a child.

Lin Fang and the others came earlier than everyone else. Wei Congying saw Lin Fang holding a pink birthday hat at a glance. It was hard for him. He didn't know which cake shop he found such an ugly hat.

Looking at the people outside the house, he instinctively wanted to close the door.

But he was still dragged away from his home.

The location was Jiang Xuyang's house. At that time, he thought he was crazy and bought a house in the suburbs. Now it is a hot commodity. There is a high probability that you will not get complaints if you play irritating music here.

There is no difference from birthday celebrations in previous years, a boring drive and a party without any changes. They bought food and drinks in advance, kept all the bills, and he borne all the expenses.

When they arrived at Jiang Xuyang's place, someone had already arrived.

Several Wei Zongying had met Jiang Xuyang once or twice. The group of people regarded Jiang Xuyang as their own home and started playing golden flowers with a deck of cards. A group of people play big, and there is no lower limit in the game of kings.

Everything from hugging to sitting on the lap has been upgraded.

Wei Congying was forced to wear a birthday girl's paper hat and take photos with each person who gave them gifts. He did not participate in the card game and sat alone in a quiet place.

The music in the house was blaring, and a group of people went crazy.

That group of people just looked for a reason to cause trouble, and his birthday was an excuse.

The gifts were placed on the table. Jiang Xuyang came over and picked one up, bumping it in his hand: "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend?"

"I didn't tell her my birthday." Wei Congying picked a bottle of wine on the table and drank half of the bottle, "Besides, you are not good people."

"Aren't we good people?" Jiang Xuyang shook the bottle in his hand, "Then I will charge you venue fees."

Wei Cong responded with a sneer: "Aren't you also in love? Why didn't you bring your girlfriend over?"

Jiang Xuyang was left speechless by his question. He twitched his lips and looked at the group of card players: "It is true that they are not good people."

"Then why did you harm others?" Wei Congying raised the bottle and clinked glasses with him.

Jiang Xuyang thought for a while: "I feel that being with her will not be boring. In the future, if you find a wife who will live with you for decades, it will be terrible if she is an uninteresting and boring person."

Wei Zong agreed but disagreed: "You can learn from my dad and have a few hobbies."

Jiang Xuyang: "Scum."

Wei Zong should accept: "The evaluation is fair, I am right."

"Shi Yun doesn't think he's willing to accept it?" Jiang Xuyang asked again.

At the card table at the other end, a man and a woman started kissing. They looked like they were not boyfriend and girlfriend, but the kiss was unambiguous. Just like their circle, they are very mixed.

He also mixed up very well.

Is Shi Yun willing to accept it? Not counting, he can do whatever he wants to Shiyun now, and he can give her whatever she likes.

Still like it now.

As for the future, it’s hard to say. People like him are good at talking things over with others, but not good at implementing them.

After those things happened, he wanted to always love himself more in the future.

He and Jiang Xuyang took some time off together, which was a bit conspicuous. The people at the card table asked them to go, but Jiang Xuyang pushed Wei Congying out without any sense of loyalty.

There is no morality at all.

Wei Zongying walked over and the group of people made room for him. It's a game that requires luck and courage. Although he is the birthday boy today, his luck is really bad.

The king's game was on his head, and a glass of wine would be a great mercy.

When they were about to kiss again, the group of people were making noises, and the bottle was transferred to a girl diagonally opposite him.

The man facing the bottle has stood up and walked over.

Wei Songying sat on the sofa and did not move. She squeezed through the row of people. After hesitating for a while, she knelt on the sofa beside Wei Songying's legs and put her hands on his shoulders.

When he bent over, Wei Cong tilted his head.

The failed kiss made the person who took the initiative feel a little embarrassed.

However, Jiang Xuyang suddenly became more loyal. He came over and raised his hand to help up the person who was leaning against Wei Congying: "Our birthday girl has a partner. It's not good to kiss anyone here. It just so happens that I also have a partner. Come on, Ah Zong, Why don't you kiss me?"

A disgusting sentence.

Wei Congying made an excuse to go to the toilet and didn't go back. When he came out of the toilet, Jiang Xuyang was sitting in the kitchen playing with his mobile phone and chatting happily online.

Feeling someone walking into the kitchen, Jiang Xuyang looked up at him: "It's eleven o'clock. Do you really want to spend some time with your girlfriend?"

It's the thirtieth in an hour.

After thinking about it, Wei Congying picked up the car keys and waved to Lin Fang who was drinking juice and picking up girls on the sofa.

Lin Fang thought something was going on, so the woman wisely left Lin Fang's arms. He walked over, a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Wei Zongying threw the car keys to him: "Send me somewhere."

Errand work.

After Wei Songying finished speaking, Lin Fang was silent for three seconds, standing there like a sculpture. The next second, he quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table, but the wine

The bottle reached his mouth faster than a hand.