In this life, we don’t even talk about love dogs

Chapter 230 The first snow in winter (2200 words)

In the dormitory.

Yan Cici looked at Ye Ge's QQ chat box and blinked slightly.

Yan Cici naturally remembers her birthday.

When Yan Cici woke up this morning, the first thing she did was open QQ to see if Ye Ge had sent her a message.

However, QQ messages are still stuck at three days ago.

The content of the conversation between the two parties was that Yan Cici reported to the marketing department, and Yan Cici asked Ye Ge some things about the marketing department.

In the morning, Wang Hui came to Yan CiCi to give Yan CiCi a birthday gift, and also helped Chen Ji bring his share of the birthday gift.

Wang Hui asked Yan Cici if she had any plans for the evening and if she wanted everyone to have a meal together to celebrate her birthday.

Yan Cici just shook her head, saying that she had too many classes today, and Ye Ge was also very busy, so for the two of them, forget it.

Wang Hui wanted to say something else, but looking at Ci Ci's appearance, she could only close her mouth in the end.

In fact, Yan Cici didn't have any classes today, and Yan Cici also really wanted to hold a simple birthday party so that everyone could get together.

But Yan Cici looked at the gray portrait of Ye Ge on her phone, and Yan Cici no longer felt any emotion.

After Wang Hui left, Yan Cici went to the library to borrow some books on market operations after attending a class in the afternoon and went back to the dormitory to read.

Yan CiCi received blessings from her parents, Aunt Song, and other high school classmates one after another.

But Yan Cici never received blessings from anyone.

Turning on the computer and logging into QQ, Yan Cici looked at his profile picture in a daze.

Yan CiCi couldn't help but recall the past.

In the past, Ye Ge was always the first one to say happy birthday to herself, and then she would say it to herself again at 11:30 pm.

Now, everything is different.

Yan CiCi also knew that the responsibility for all this lay with herself.

If at that time, I had accepted Ye Ge's advice.

"call"

Yan Cici took a deep breath and shook her head with a wry smile.

All situations are caused by oneself, and one cannot blame anyone.

If it really happened, I would like to go back to that night.

If there really were what-ifs, if Ye Ge couldn't write songs and didn't create Bilibili, if Ye Ge was just the same "ordinary person" as before, then could I and Ye Ge become a simple couple again?

But Yan CiCi knew that everything was lost.

"Even if you are a friend, you should say happy birthday to me."

Yan Cici's eyes were filled with mist. She stretched out her white fingers and flicked the gray profile picture on the computer screen with a wry smile.

But just when Yan Cici was about to close the notebook, the gray head seemed to wake up.

"Didi didi"

A message was sent.

Yan Cici's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and she clicked on the beating profile picture.

Ye Ge: "I was so busy today that I didn't notice it was your birthday. I'll give you a birthday gift tomorrow."

With just one sentence, the thousands of threads of melancholy in Yan Cici's heart seemed to have found their thread, and were suddenly smoothed out, turning into a long thread: "It's okay, no need, birthdays happen every year, Don’t miss this time, have a good rest,”

Ye Ge: "It's really not okay, I really have to give one. You gave me a birthday gift this year. I didn't give you a birthday gift, so that's not okay."

"A gift?"

Yan CiCi lowered her head gently and her thoughts couldn't help but wander.

"Ye Ge, after the Chinese New Year, we will take the college entrance examination."

The day before the Spring Festival, Yan Cici and Ye Ge went out to play. Yan Cici said to Ye Ge while holding a cup of hot milk tea.

Ye Ge nodded: "Indeed."

"Then let me ask you." Yan Cici stood in front of Ye Ge and smiled sweetly, "After the college entrance examination, do you know what else is important?"

Ye Ge was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Of course I know, it's your birthday."

Yan Cici's eyes curled up: "Then what kind of gift do you want to give me?"

Ye Ge reached out and gently held Yan CiCi's coat to prevent her from catching a cold: "I really don't know this, I have to think about it."

"I have already thought of it." Yan Cici's misty smile contained a little playfulness, "You can give me a snowman. Let's go to college in the north to watch the snow together. For the first snow in winter, you can give me a snowman." My first snowman.”

"Then give me a snowman."

Yan CiCi came back from her thoughts and typed this sentence slowly.

But when Yan CiCi was about to press send, Yan CiCi deleted all the words: "How about you say happy birthday to me, and that's fine."

After Yan Cici finished sending the message, Ye Ge did not reply.

Yan Cici looked at the chat box, feeling a little uneasy, not knowing what she said wrong.

"What time do you usually fall asleep at night?" Ye Ge replied five minutes later.

Looking at Ye Ge's reply, Yan Cici breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that Ye Ge wasn't angry with herself.

Just when Yan CiCi was about to reply "11:30", Yan CiCi suddenly froze for a moment, thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Is it possible that Ye Ge wants to give himself a gift now?

Yan Cici checked the time, then walked out of the balcony and looked at the heavy snow falling in the night sky. The cold wind was biting her bones. Yan Cici didn't know if Ye Ge wanted to give her something, but she quickly replied: "I'm already asleep." Yes, the door to the girls’ dormitory is also closed.”

"Then you go to bed later." Ye Ge replied seven minutes later.

Yan Cici knew that Ye Ge might really have gone to buy a gift for herself.

"You really don't need to give me a gift."

"I'm really asleep."

"Ye Ge, I accept your wishes."

Yan Cici was very anxious. It would be great if Ye Ge could remember her birthday. She really didn't care about gifts or anything like that. On the contrary, it was so cold, it was so late, and the snow was so heavy, it was too easy to catch a cold. .

Yan Cici kept sending messages, but never received a reply from Ye Ge.

What Yan Cici didn't know was that Ye Ge's cell phone was lying safely in his trouser pocket.

"Mad! Why is it so cold!"

"Damn it, did I build a snowman in my first life?"

"No, I did it in my second life too!"

"Fuck, the dead memories are attacking me again!"

"Forget it, forget it. I paid off the last birthday gift and that's pretty much it."

Ye Ge was downstairs in Yan CiCi's dormitory, pushing the snowball while cursing and shivering from the cold. Perhaps it was because Ye Ge's body trembling was in sync with the phone, so he didn't notice the vibration of the phone at all.

After making the big snowball, he piled a small snowball. The small snowball was piled on top of the big snowball. Ye Ge found two more stones as eyes and two branches as arms.

As for the nose, there is no carrot, Ye Ge inserted a wooden stick.

After finishing the pile, Ye Ge stood next to the snowman and sent a message to Yan Cici: "Put on your coat, open the balcony, and look down."

After Yan Cici received Ye Ge's message, she blinked her eyes and quickly opened the balcony door and walked out without even wearing a coat.

The light of the flashlight shines on the balcony of the girl's dormitory.

The girl looked down according to the light of the flashlight and saw only an ugly snowman.

Next to the snowman, another "snowman" covered with white snow was stomping his feet in the cold.

Looking at it, the girl suddenly smiled.

Smiling, the girl covered her lips and the bridge of her nose with her hands, and tears fell uncontrollably.

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