Content Summary: Birthday
After returning from the cemetery, Shi Yun’s life did not change much. She was either in the hospital laboratory or in Wei Congying’s apartment.
A few days later, she received a call from Wei Congying. He asked her if she was free on the twenty-ninth.
It had started to snow, and the weather forecast had predicted an orange alert with the cold weather. The cold wave was like a girl who was in love with a scumbag, accumulating the cold air of disappointment. The cold air accumulated in high latitudes, and the cold wave passed through Siberia before sending it throughout the whole country.
The cold air was coming, but the heating had not been turned up yet.
It was freezing on the way back from the laboratory these days, so Shi Yun bought a lot of hot packs for peace of mind.
When she received the call from Wei Congying, she had left the laboratory. The night wind made her hands hurt, and she was too cold to hold the phone: “I am not free on the 29th, I have to work the night shift.”
Wei Congying heard the sound of the wind coming from the receiver: “Are you outside?”
“I left the laboratory.” Shi Yun lowered her head and carefully stepped on the snow-plowed road. The hood of her cotton-padded jacket was blown off by the wind from time to time. She pulled the corner of the hat, “I will talk to you when I get back to the dormitory.”
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The location was Jiang Xuyang’s house. At that time, they thought he went mad and bought a house in the suburbs. Now it was a hot commodity. There was a high probability that you would not get complaints if you played irritating music there.
There was 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 receipts, and he was to bear all the expenses.
When they arrived at Jiang Xuyang’s place, someone had already arrived.
For several of the attendants, Wei Congying had only met once or twice. The group of people regarded Jiang Xuyang’s home as their own home and started playing Fried Golden Flower1[1] As noted in Chapter 16, “Fried Golden Flower” is a poker game full of skill and confrontation, commonly known as “three cards”. with a deck of cards. The group of people played big, and there was no bottom line in The Osama Game2[2] It is a popular game originating from Japan. In the game, the king’s orders are absolute, and participants need to obey the king’s instructions unconditionally. Though, rather than using chopsticks as mentioned below, they use playing cards.
This game is all about embarrassing yourself, so it’s not good for those who are faint of heart or can’t make fun of themselves. In Japanese, ‘Osama’ actually means ‘King’, so one person is designated the ‘Osama’, and it’s their duty to come up with hilarious dares for the others to perform.
How it works is you collect a chopstick for each player, write ‘Osama’ on one and number the rest for one to however many chopsticks there are. Once collected each person takes a chopstick (the numbers are concealed), just like drawing straws. Players keep their numbers hidden and the Osama selects a number and a dare allocated to that number, for example ‘number three and number six must do the tango’ or ‘number one must drink’; the players with those numbers have to get up and do as the king commands. After the command is fulfilled, the chopsticks get collected and redistributed, and the game goes on, as do the dares. -Source: theculturetrip.com.
Everything from hugging to sitting on the lap was taken up a notch.
Wei Congying was forced to wear a birthday girl’s paper hat and take photos with each person who gave him gifts. He did not participate in the card game and sat alone in a quiet corner.
The music in the house was blaring, and the group played without restraint.
That group was simply looking for a reason to cause trouble, and his birthday was the excuse.
The gifts were placed on the table. Jiang Xuyang came over and picked one up, weighing it in his hand: “Why didn’t you bring your girlfriend?”
“I didn’t tell her it was my birthday.” Wei Congying picked a bottle of wine on the table and finished half the bottle, “Besides, you are not good people.”
“We’re not good people?” Jiang Xuyang shook the bottle in his hand, “Then I will charge you venue fees.”
Wei Congying responded with a sneer: “Aren’t you also dating someone? 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 try to drag someone else in?” Wei Congying raised the wine 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 unpleasant and boring person.”
Wei Congying agreed but disagreed: “You can learn from my dad and have a few hobbies.”
Jiang Xuyang: “Scum.”
Wei Congying accepted: “The evaluation is fair, that’s me alright.”
”Isn’t Shi Yun evidence of you having a change of heart?” Jiang Xuyang asked again.
At the card table at the other end, a man and a woman started kissing. They didn’t look to be boyfriend and girlfriend, but the kiss was direct. Just like their circle, they were very messed up.
He also was very messed up as well.
Did Shi Yun count as evidence of him having a change of heart? No, she didn’t count. Right now, he could do whatever he wanted with Shiyun, and he could go along with whatever she wanted to do.
Since he still likes her right 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 things happened, he would always want to 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 join, but Jiang Xuyang pushed Wei Congying out into the spotlight without any sense of loyalty.
There was no morality at all.
Wei Congying walked over and the group made room for him. It was a game that required luck and courage. Although he was the birthday boy today, his luck was ridiculously bad.
The Osama Game pointed to him, and an exchange of wine cups with the other would be considered taking mercy on him.
When the order was to kiss again, the group jeered rowdily, and the bottle turned to point at a girl diagonally opposite him.
The girl that the bottle opening was facing had already stood up and walked over.
Wei Congying 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 Congying’s legs and put her hands on his shoulders.
When she stooped and closed the distance between them, Wei Congying tilted his head to avoid her.
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 boy has a partner, and it’s not good for him to kiss anyone here. It just so happens that I also have a partner. Come on, A’Cong, why don’t you kiss me?”
What disgusting words.
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.
Sensing someone walking into the kitchen, Jiang Xuyang looked up at him: “It’s eleven o’clock. Do you really not want to spend some time with your girlfriend?”
It would be the thirtieth in an hour.
After thinking about it, Wei Congying picked up his 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, and the woman wisely left Lin Fang’s arms. He walked over, a little puzzled: “What’s wrong?”
Wei Congying threw the car keys to him: “Send me somewhere.”
Errand work.
After Wei Congying finished speaking, Lin Fang was silent for three seconds, standing there like a sculpture. In the next second, he quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table, but a hand reached his mouth faster than the bottle.
Even though he was drunk, he still reacted very quickly. Wei Congying covered his mouth with one hand and took away the wine bottle in his hand: “You should care about how many times the SpongeBob SquarePants opening song repeats “SpongeBob SquarePants”.”
“F**k.” Lin Fang took the key, but glanced at the wine bottle again in a desperate manner, “Can’t you call a driver?”
Jiang Xuyang waved at him and gloated: “I am in the suburbs.”
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People in the duty room were betting on whether the plum tree planted by the director of the hospital would bloom this year.
It was a small capital business.
The cap was five yuan, not too much.
And all funds are invested in the poor people who have no money to pay for medical bills.
Shi Yun bet that it would bloom.
Then she transferred five yuan to the ‘banker’.
What jumped out of the notification bar along with the transfer was Wei Congying’s message.
[Wei Congying]: I’m at the bottom floor of your hospital.
Shi Yun looked at the time and saw it was almost early morning.
The elevator ran smoothly the whole way down, and as soon as she exited the building, she saw the person standing outside, leaning against the car.
Snow began to fall from the sky, and the street lights obscured the tracks of the falling snow. It was halfway through the drive when the snow began falling. She didn’t know how long he had stood in the snow, and enough snow had gathered on his shoulders, forming small white piles.
The night and the falling snow made his whole person look more beautiful and peaceful. He was tall, and even the car he was leaning on gave him a lot of appearance points.
Shi Yun walked over and raised her hand to brush off the snow on his coat. She didn’t wear many layers while she was in the duty room as there was a heater, so she wasn’t cold. But she didn’t think about this when she ran out. Her sweater was covered with a coat that did nothing to retain her body heat.
Wei Congying pulled open his cotton-padded jacket and made to hug her.
Shi Yun raised her hand and pushed him: “The coat is very dirty.”
“Then get in the car.”
There were no cars coming in or out or passing by at this time, so he parked the car in the middle of the road.
The heater was off after the car was turned off, but it was still warmer than outside the car.
As soon as she got into the car, Shi Yun smelled the smell of alcohol, and all the nerves in her body sounded an alarm: “Did you drive under the influence?”
Wei Congying took off his cotton-padded jacket and passed it over to her: “Lin Fang drove the car.”
He mentioned Lin Fang.
But they were the only two in the car. Could it be that he had already left? Then what should she do?
Wei Congying could guess what was running through her brain. He put the cotton-padded jacket on her body: “I sent him somewhere else to wait for me. He’s not stupid, he’s not going to be a lightbulb3[3] Lightbulb, aka, a third wheel..”
“Why did you come looking for me?” Shi Yun was afraid that he would be cold, but when she touched his hand, it was extremely warm.
Wei Congying responded by holding Shi Yun’s hand and clasping his fingers between hers: “Actually, it’s my birthday today.”
After saying that, the person in front of him was unexpectedly surprised.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
He drank and felt more tired than usual: “Now that I have said it, you can also prepare gifts.”
Now?
What gift could she prepare?
After a second of thinking, she understood.
If it weren’t for the fact that he was the birthday boy today, Shi Yun would have taken physical action against him.
Wei Congying responded with a smile: “As I said last time, when are you going to play with me while wearing a doctor’s coat? Or… why not seize the occasion?”
He was always like this, he didn’t have any psychological burden at all when saying something ridiculous.
Even if he was the birthday boy today, Shi Yun would still take physical action.
One hand was intertwined with his, so Shi Yun raised the other hand to beat him. However, Wei Congying caught her hand easily. Now she really was helpless. She didn’t think much about it, and casually said to him: “I celebrated my birthday a few days ago, and you didn’t prepare anything either?”
Shi Yun had her birthday a few days ago, but Wei Congying didn’t know. He didn’t hear her mention it at all, although he was indeed responsible for not asking when her birthday was.
He said: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
Shi Yun actually didn’t care that he didn’t know what she said casually. Of course, she didn’t want to say it because she didn’t want him to think too much about it.
She told him it was because she didn’t want to celebrate her birthday, but he didn’t seem to believe it.
After all, every girl he had ever met loved birthdays. Maybe because they wanted birthday gifts.
Wei Congying responded: “When is your birthday?”
Shi Yun: “November 19th.”
“What a coincidence?” Wei Congying told her that his was November 29th. However, although there was only ten days difference, he is a Sagittarius, and Shi Yun is a Scorpio.
Shi Yun listened to him talk about zodiac signs: “Sagittarius, it’s also a dog.”
Wei Congying was not angry, he released one hand and pinched her face: “Then who is in love with me? Who is my girlfriend? Come on, bark.”
She was stubborn. She didn’t reply and even rolled her eyes at him.
Wei Congying leaned over and kissed her while smelling like alcohol.
Seeing that she didn’t like the smell of him, he became even more naughty, he leaned over again and gave her another half-hearted kiss, plus a bite on the cheek.
“Wei Congying, you bit my face again.” Shi Yun hissed, and raised his hand to hit him, this time managing to land a hit on him.
Wei Congying refused to hide, and buried his face in the cotton-padded jacket on her shoulders: “Not only do I want to bite you, I also want to f**k you.”
Notes:
[1] As noted in Chapter 16, “Fried Golden Flower” is a poker game full of skill and confrontation, commonly known as “three cards”.
[2] It is a popular game originating from Japan. In the game, the king’s orders are absolute, and participants need to obey the king’s instructions unconditionally. Though, rather than using chopsticks as mentioned below, they use playing cards.
This game is all about embarrassing yourself, so it’s not good for those who are faint of heart or can’t make fun of themselves. In Japanese, ‘Osama’ actually means ‘King’, so one person is designated the ‘Osama’, and it’s their duty to come up with hilarious dares for the others to perform.
How it works is you collect a chopstick for each player, write ‘Osama’ on one and number the rest for one to however many chopsticks there are. Once collected each person takes a chopstick (the numbers are concealed), just like drawing straws. Players keep their numbers hidden and the Osama selects a number and a dare allocated to that number, for example ‘number three and number six must do the tango’ or ‘number one must drink’; the players with those numbers have to get up and do as the king commands. After the command is fulfilled, the chopsticks get collected and redistributed, and the game goes on, as do the dares. -Source: theculturetrip.com
[3] Lightbulb, aka, a third wheel
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