Xicheng, home.

Luo You returned home. The room where he grew up had been cleaned by a special person. It was spotlessly clean. The quilts were neatly stacked. All the books and toys from childhood were placed together in an orderly manner. The moonlight fell on the floor and danced like an elf, splashing a pure and white brilliance.

Luo You sat at the table, putting a piece of cake in front of him, with beautiful small candles inserted on it, the burning candle emitted a faint orange light, and his rosy eyes looked straight at the flames, reflecting the only light in the darkness.

Today is May 21, and there are four days left before Luo You’s birthday, but he left all his official duties and returned to Xicheng and returned home. There was no reason. Today is Luo Wei’s birthday.

Maybe it is really a fate. Luo Wei’s birthday is 521, and the first letters of the three numbers are w, a, y, which corresponds to "I love you", while Luo You’s birthday is 525, and the first letters are w, a, w, which corresponds to "I love you".

This was discovered by Luo You when he was in junior high school. His mother often complained that it would be fine if you two brothers and sisters had such a good relationship, but why did you even show your affection on your birthday? Since then, this matter has become a joke at home. Later, the school classmates found out. Some classmates joked that they would report to the Animal Protection Association, and the two brothers and sisters openly abused the dog.

In the room, Luo You first looked at the candlelight, then his eyes moved upwards and looked opposite him.

On the other end of the table, in the candlelight, Luo Wei sat there with a smile, holding her little face, her smiling eyes had become a crescent moon. She said sweetly to Luo You: "Brother, let's make a wish together."

Luo You smiled: "I want to be with you forever."

After saying that, Luo You blinked, the candlelight was still pounding, but Luo Wei at the other end of the table had disappeared, leaving only an empty seat, and her voice seemed to be echoing in the room.

The long silence was not until the candle was about to burn out, and Luo You blew it out. In the darkness, Luo You's gentle voice came: "Wi, happy birthday."

...

In the next three days, teams drove into Xicheng one after another.

Luo You did not choose to hold this birthday banquet in Skeleton City, the base camp of the Immortal Army, but set the location in Xicheng. Due to the rank of military personnel, the ranks of the officers who came to the banquet could not be higher than those of the major general, and most of them were officers from the Jiangnan region. As for higher-level generals, the envoys would travel instead.

Because Xicheng has just been rebuilt with water and electricity, and various hardware facilities cannot keep up, it is ridiculous. Those who come to the banquet can only temporarily live in the tents they carry, camping on the streets one by one, like homeless people. This may be the worst birthday banquet they have ever lived.

In terms of the Immortal Army, most of the people were ordered to stay in Skeleton City, and only Ling, Chu Fan, Hong Ying and others who were closer to Luo You came to Xicheng.

Ling was running back and forth between the camps of various teams, looking sneaky and like a spy. She first ran to the envoy camp of the Imperial Marshal Yue Runsheng, and looked around and looked at something.

The messenger who was eating by the bonfire quickly noticed Ling. He waved his hand and smiled friendlyly: "You are Ling, the spiritual power of the Immortal Army? You don't have to hide, what's the point?"

"Hello, hello." Ling walked out of the corner with a little embarrassed embarrassment. She touched her little head and asked tentatively, "That... I want to secretly ask, what is the gift you have prepared for Luo You? Don't worry! I'll ask, I won't tell Luo You."

There is nothing to keep in secret in this kind of thing. The envoy smiled and said directly: "The Grand Marshal gave him a bite of an embroidered military uniform. The whole body is made of thousands of years old silkworms. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. The two words "Golden threads and lines" are used to express their achievements in protecting the country. The cold jade is embedded as armor, which can help defend the enemy in the future."

Ling first showed a terrifying expression, then nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Okay, okay."

Immediately afterwards, Ling ran to another camp, which was the camp of Liu Fusu's envoy. After getting involved in each other, Ling leaned his head and asked, "I want to secretly ask, what is the gift you prepared for Luo You?"

Similarly, Liu Fusu's envoy did not intend to keep it secret, and said directly: "The Ming Wanli bamboo carved flower and bird pattern brush, and the general prayed to the general Polu's civil and military strategy, and had a bright future."

Ling then went to several camps. These people were very good at giving gifts. The things they gave were elegant and generous, and they were full of meaning. They did not lose the appearance of wealth or the content.

Ling returned to his camp. As soon as he made an income, his legs suddenly became weak and he rolled on the ground like a trick: "It's over, it's over! I'm so embarrassed this time!"

Hongying hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling sat up, looking in tears: "Everyone's gifts are so good, I can't take out the things I prepared."

Outside the account, Chu Fan heard the movement and walked in and asked, "What have you prepared? Why don't you say it, I'll give you a reference."

Ling took out his space bag with a bitter face, took out a small refrigerator from the space bag, opened it and took out the things inside.

Chu Fan looked closely and was immediately amused and laughed: "Egg...cake?"

I saw a piece of fresh milk strawberry cake in the refrigerator. Judging from the spread of butter and the placement of strawberries, it was definitely not the professional craftsmanship of the dessert shop, but it should have been handmade by myself.

Chu Fan smiled awkwardly and said, "No... there was a cake prepared by the chef on the birthday party, why did you make one specifically?"

Ling looked crying and tears: "I, I... I don't know, I think this is very conscientious, so I did it... It's over, their gifts are so powerful, what are the armored military uniforms, and what is the Mingbalabala pen, I'm fine! The emcee asked me what to give, and I said I'm giving a cake... Why am I so stupid!"

Chu Fan was clever and quickly comforted Ling: "Don't say that! Giving gifts doesn't matter, but paying attention to your intentions. What's wrong with the cake? As long as you make them with your heart, Major General Luo You will definitely feel your intentions."

Ling raised his head and said innocently: "Really... I won't be laughed at by others?"

"Being laughed at by someone? Who dares to laugh at you!" Chu Fan patted his chest, gave Ling a thumbs up, and said heroically, "You are the only appointed spiritual abilities of the Immortal Army! Who dares to laugh at you and try it? Major General Luo You beat him into a pig's head and hung it on the tree on the spot."

Ling Xiao’s face turned red, and he giggled and touched his head.

"Speaking of it, Chu Fan, what have you prepared?" Hong Ying looked up and down at Chu Fan, raised her eyebrows and said, "You have prepared such a unique gift for General Leng Yuan. This time everyone is waiting to see what new tricks you can play. Don't let us down, smart people."
Chapter completed!