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Chapter 184 You May Have Some Misconceptions About the Yard (Han Ziyang)
"Let's go."

This time, Shen Zhaoyi became the guide.

After returning the shared bicycle, the two waited outside the north gate where they had initially entered.

A short while later, the hotel shuttle arrived.

Upon seeing the little golden man car logo, Han Ziyang became curious about the place they were going to later.

Shen Zhaoyi kept everyone in suspense, saying, "It's just a quiet little courtyard."

Han Ziyang had a feeling that this pomp and circumstance was not so simple.

Upon arriving at the destination and looking at the building in front of him, he became even more certain of his idea.

but……

Where is the courtyard?
The lobby manager, dressed in a custom-made suit, personally came out to greet her and bowed respectfully: "Ms. Shen, everything is ready for you."

After their identities were verified, the butler, who was in charge of tonight's birthday party, led the two into a private elevator.

The floor gradually rose until a "ding" sounded.

The number remained at "21".

It was also a coincidence that she was the same age as Han Ziyang.

As the door slowly opened, his understanding was once again refreshed.

It is indeed a courtyard, but not entirely.

With its blue tiles and gray bricks, moon gate, and covered corridors and waterside pavilions, the style is no different from the traditional courtyard houses seen from the outside.

But the key point is that this part needs to be more refined.

The surrounding modern glass decorations create a strong sense of contemporary impact.

After taking his seat, Han Ziyang seemed a little awkward.

Shen Zhaoyi actually had some of that too.

Even if someone is very rich, they are still just an ordinary person at heart.

"How is it?" she asked, picking up her teacup with feigned ease. "Are you satisfied with this courtyard?"

"Sister, you may have some misunderstanding about the yard."

Han Ziyang's voice was filled with disbelief.

Seeing that there was no one else around, it was obvious that they had the whole place to themselves tonight.

It goes without saying that it will cost a lot of money.

Although he knew Shen Zhaoyi had everything she needed, Han Ziyang felt especially satisfied when he thought that this had been arranged in advance and was because of his birthday.

At this moment, the butler who came with him clapped his hands lightly, and waiters began to serve the food.

The silver plates held exquisitely presented dishes; without the chef's explanation, it would be impossible to tell what they were.

After finishing their assigned tasks, the group of people went down one by one, leaving space for the two of them.

Shen Zhaoyi had recovered from the initial shock, picked up her chopsticks, and gestured to Han Ziyang, "What are you standing there for?"

After walking around all afternoon, she was starving.

However, this dish looks quite good.

The taste was just a little off; maybe she just didn't like the fancy food?

This meal cost six figures just for the food and the chef's service fee, and even with the tip, I still felt a bit cheated.

Shen Zhaoyi could only console herself by thinking of it as a chance to broaden her horizons.

However, the wine here is quite good; it's a reserve vineyard red wine, smooth on the palate and rich in fruit aromas.

Han Ziyang wasn't picky about food; he tasted every dish carefully.

In his view, this was all Shen Zhaoyi's intention.

Halfway through the meal, the head chef, who had just stepped down, came back pushing a food cart with the most essential items for the day—

A uniquely designed birthday cake.

It's said to be a signature feature.

Caviar combined with cheese.

Although Shen Zhaoyi doesn't know much about cooking, she does know about these two ingredients!

"Mr. Han," the chef said with a smile, "Happy birthday, and I wish you a wonderful evening."

After saying that, he tactfully left.

Shen Zhaoyi stood up, inserted the candles she had prepared beforehand, and prepared to light them.

The cake Wang Lei bought at noon was about the same size as this, and the boys cut it up before the barbecue even arrived.

When she finally appeared, all that was left was a tray. At that moment, Han Ziyang felt a little disappointed.

Right now, looking at the flickering candlelight, he felt a swelling in his chest, as if something was about to overflow.

Shen Zhaoyi was completely unaware of his inner thoughts. Only after the last candle was lit did she look up and say, "Alright, make a wish now."

Actually, he felt a bit awkward at noon, so he skipped all those steps and started cutting the cake as soon as it was unpacked.

But things are different now.

Or rather, the people doing these things are different.

Perhaps to create the right atmosphere for this moment, the lights in the hall have been dimmed.

Because they were sitting opposite each other, he could see Shen Zhaoyi's face, which flickered in and out of focus behind the dancing flames.

It feels unreal.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head, and he blurted out, "Sister, can I save my wish for next time?"

"Ok?"

"why?"

Shen Zhaoyi was somewhat confused.

Perhaps emboldened by the two glasses of red wine he had just drunk, Han Ziyang looked into her eyes and said with unusual seriousness, "Because I don't yet know what I want most."

"But birthday wishes won't come true after tonight."

"Will do."

Han Ziyang's tone was unusually firm.

because……

Whether a wish comes true or not depends not on the day, but on the person.

He wanted to give himself a chance first, and it wouldn't be too late to say anything later when he had thought things through.

"Okay, whatever."

Seeing his insistence, Shen Zhao did not press the matter.

In the end, birthday wishes are just a beautiful thought, and who can say for sure whether they will come true?

Before blowing out the candles, Han Ziyang took a picture of the cake with his phone, saying he would save it and take it out again when he made a wish in the future.

Shen Zhaoyi laughed at him for being naive.

Then the camera, which was supposed to be pointed at the table, suddenly turned towards her.

"It's your birthday, why are you taking pictures of me?"

Han Ziyang said, "This is called commemoration."

Because he doesn't know if the people who are with him now will still be there every year.

Shen Zhaoyi was somewhat moved by his words, and when she spoke again, her voice was full of an unconscious tenderness.

"Yes, it will."

"Unless something unexpected happens, I'll spend every birthday with you."

As for what the accident was, Shen Zhaoyi did not elaborate.

It's nothing more than the other person no longer needing you, or them entering a new phase of their life.

At 21, there may be no news of anything happening around him.

But that doesn't mean that at 22, 23, or even after leaving school, you won't meet someone you truly like.

The thought that this devoted and affectionate puppy would fall in love, get married, and start a family in the future sent a pang of melancholy through Shen Zhaoyi's heart.

However, this special promise is still in effect for now.

Upon hearing this, Han Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward, extending his hand to her. "Then, sister, let's pinky swear!"

Shen Zhaoyi smiled at his childish behavior, but also cooperated by extending her little finger and gently hooking it.

"Hook."

After taking the photos, it was time to cut the cake.

This was the first time Shen Zhaoyi had tried this combination, and it was surprisingly delicious.

It tastes better than all that other food on the table. (Chef: Feed me peanuts!)

Han Ziyang also found it novel.

The food was barely touched, but the cake was almost gone.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, as time passed, the city lights gradually came on.

The building that didn't seem impressive at first glance is now glowing with a deep blue light, like a giant crystal embedded in the night.