I turned reality into a romantic comedy

However, calling it a visit doesn't quite fit, because the other party's grandmother had already set off for the farmers' market on her tricycle, so no one was home at all.

Unlike Lin Mu's apartment and Chen Junqian's tenement building, Zhu Wenyun's home was a single-story house in an urban village. The place was small but clean and tidy. There was even a small vegetable garden in the front yard, which seemed to be growing chives.

In such a place, Zhu Wenyun's own room was naturally not very big. Upon entering, the first thing you would see was a bookshelf full of all kinds of books. The style of the room was quite simple. The only things that could be called decorations were probably two colorful bottles of water droplets that were bulging and squeezed together on the windowsill.

"Someone gave you this as a gift during the Chinese New Year. Do you like it?"

As soon as Chen Junqian sat down, Zhu Wenyun took out a package of orange-yellow stuff from the cupboard and waved it at him.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Sunshine Orange flavored fruit juice powder. You can make a cup of juice by adding a little hot water, some powder, and stirring it.

Although Chen Junqian himself always felt that the quantity of this stuff was so mysterious that it was completely impossible to grasp, often existing in a superposition of either being too sour or cloyingly sweet, the price was indeed quite expensive, and it should be considered the best drink that Zhu Wenyun could offer to entertain him.

So Chen Junqian nodded in agreement, and then he saw Zhu Wenyun bustling around in the kitchen quite skillfully. When she brought the food over, in addition to the two cups of fruit juice, she also had two small honey bread rolls that were common on the streets at that time.

"I feel like you brew it better than me. I always have trouble getting the amount right, and it often turns out either sour or sweet."

After tasting the fruit juice Zhu Wenyun had made, Chen Junqian praised her in the same way, only to hear her immediately say somewhat shyly:

"Actually, I tasted it before pouring it into the cup, and it tasted a bit sour, so I added some white sugar. So it's not as bad as you said."

"At least it tastes good."

Taking another bite of the crispy bottom of the honey bread, Chen Junqian looked around Zhu Wenyun's room again and quickly noticed the yarn on the bedside table. Remembering the gloves she had given him for Christmas last year, he smiled and asked:

Are you still learning that?

"Yes, it's much better than when I first started learning last year. I feel that by this winter, I should be able to knit a scarf quite skillfully."

In fact, when giving Chen Junqian a gift last year, Zhu Wenyun did not hide the fact that only the little finger was her handiwork. After all, this craft does require time to accumulate, and she believed that one day she would be able to weave a gift entirely on her own.

"And then, besides this, because of the story I wrote before, I've recently started trying to learn how to cook. My grandma even bought me a little apron, and it's hanging there. Look, look."

"Although I've only just learned a few of the simplest dishes, I can still make myself a simple egg rice when my grandma isn't home."

Unlike Chen Junqian, who had to stand on a chair to cook at Lin Mu's house last year, Zhu Wenyun, who seemed to have grown a little taller after the New Year, looked perfectly at ease standing in front of the stove, which was already designed for the height of her grandmother, who was now even shorter.

As she spoke, she tilted her head towards Chen Junqian again:

So, do you want to eat?

Compared to the girl in the story who ate the food he cooked.

Zhu Wenyun still wanted to be the one to cook for him.

Chapter 55: Those Times We Spent Together (Part 2)

In fact, because there were too many eyewitnesses to the incident, after the school conducted a little investigation, the names of Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun were naturally mentioned by the students, since everyone had witnessed their behavior when the incident occurred.

Faced with a stampede that nearly escalated into the biggest safety incident in the school's history, the school administration was also terrified, and all corresponding measures were introduced within a day.

In addition to the staggered dismissal system that Chen Junqian had seen once in his previous life being implemented, the school also spared no expense for Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun.

After all, the large-scale educational activity of "Learn from Lei Feng Day" was launched just last week on March 5th, and this week two heroic young people have emerged, who remained calm and composed in the face of the crisis and prevented the situation from deteriorating further.

what is this?

These are promotional materials and role models delivered right to our doorstep.

The school was not satisfied with just publicity within the school; they even invited a reporter from the local TV station to conduct a brief interview with the two of them, even though Chen Junqian himself had never watched his local TV station before.

Because Zhu Wenyun herself is not good at showing her face or answering questions, and because she immediately pushed the blame onto Chen Junqian, saying that he was very security-conscious and had anticipated the risks beforehand and told her what to do, Chen Junqian ended up handling everything alone.

Incidentally, because of this incident, Chen Junqian, who had never been on the school's podium during his six years of elementary school in his previous life, went on it twice in a row this week. The first time was for public praise, and he received a certificate and a banner. The other time was for a speech under the national flag. He became famous in the whole school and even in their small county town on various levels.

Fortunately, the students' enthusiasm came and went quickly. After about a month, apart from the homeroom teacher occasionally mentioning it, no one brought it up again, which relieved Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun.

April arrived peacefully, and the first thing to spice up Chen Junqian's daily campus life was his good deskmate, Zhong Yu.

To be more precise, this seasoning should be the kind that's unbearably green.

Oh, that doesn't mean his online dating career ended prematurely, it's just that the game he's been playing, CrossFire, announced a collaboration with a mysterious beverage.

"Come on, drink!"

Seeing Zhong Yu lay out three or four bottles of Mountain Delight on the desk in one go, not only Chen Junqian, but even Lu Cheng, who sat in front of them, turned a little green, just like the green packaging of the drinks in front of them.

"...Haven't you pulled it out yet? Maybe we should give up."

As the student in the class who doesn't play CrossFire much, Lu Cheng, who has been forced to drink several bottles of Mountain Dew in the past few days, is obviously starting to feel the effects.

"No, I have a feeling there's an activation code for the Gold M4 in these bottles. If all else fails, the Gold AK and Gold AWM will do!"

Zhong Yu himself looked a bit gritted his teeth, completely like a gambling addict.

Actually, before the collaboration between CrossFire and this brand, Chen Junqian himself had hardly heard of this brand of carbonated beverage. After all, Coca-Cola, Sprite, and Fanta are all better-tasting and more visually appealing than this.

Moreover, it's not just a matter of taste. Drinking too much of this stuff makes your tongue feel a bit green. At least Zhong Yu, who has drunk the most recently, has already experienced this symptom. He looks like he's about to turn into the Hulk at any moment.

But there's nothing we can do; the official CrossFire statement says that every redemption code for a bottle of "Surging Wave" has a chance to win a gold-series weapon.

In an era before the appearance of hero-level weapons like the Fire Kirin, the Gold series weapons were indeed the most prestigious and stylish weapons in the entire CrossFire game, so it's understandable that Zhong Yu would be obsessed with them.

So far, all the items drawn are the same bright green Mountain Dew series helmets, backpacks, business cards, smoke grenades, and other similar items as the drinks.

"I can't drink anymore. Why don't you give it to the other students?"

Compared to Lu Cheng, who was still politely declining, Chen Junqian was quite decisive:

"The odds of winning this gold weapon are less than one percent. Maybe you should just give up. After all, it's quite expensive, and you already have a ton of good guns in your warehouse, and you've even renewed your cannons until next year."

"Less than one percent, doesn't that mean if I buy more than a hundred bottles, I'm guaranteed to win at least one? Besides, I'm not buying it for myself, I'm buying it for my partner."

"But it doesn't guarantee anything, bro. It's all about luck. If it's meant to be, it will be; if it's not, you can't force it."

Although he tried to persuade him, Chen Junqian felt that he really couldn't convince his good classmate, who would spend one or two years in Giant City Ruins opening crystal chests all night long in order to farm a gold M249 for his online girlfriend.

"No, her birthday is coming up soon, we have to finish the drink before the end of this month. If you guys don't drink it, I'll just have to throw it away. Or do you want to take it home and drink it?"

"My mom would beat me to death if she saw me drinking so many carbonated drinks."

Lu Cheng turned his head away as if it were his own business, and then turned back around.

"Qian'er, what about you? Aren't you going to share two bottles with Lin Mu and the others?"

"Come on, Mu Mu never drinks carbonated beverages. Xu Youwei might be willing to try it for the first time, but she'll probably only drink one bottle at most. If Zhu Wenjun heard that this stuff tastes awful and can still sell for three yuan a bottle, she probably wouldn't understand."

Faced with Chen Junqian, who could rattle off the preferences of three people in a flash, Zhong Yu patted him on the shoulder with a complicated expression, then decisively put away his drink, seemingly planning to share it with someone else after school.

However, upon hearing the other person mention birthdays, Chen Junqian remembered that Zhu Wenyun's birthday was indeed approaching.

Among the three people he was closest to who were born in the same year, Zhu Wenyun's birthday was the earliest, which was the fifth day of the third month of the lunar calendar every year; Xu Youwei's birthday was the tenth day of the eighth month of the Gregorian calendar; and Lin Mu's birthday was the thirteenth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

Perhaps because she had already invited Chen Junqian to her home last month and even cooked him a bowl of fried rice, Zhu Wenyun naturally extended another invitation to him before his birthday this year.

Since it wasn't a grand tenth birthday celebration, and given Zhu Wenyun's family's financial situation, the venue couldn't be a hotel or restaurant. Cooking a few good dishes at home would suffice.

Of course, Zhu Wenyun's grandmother took her granddaughter's birthday very seriously. She gave her money in advance so that she could pick out a cake she liked from the cake shop near the school after school. After all, it's important to have a sense of ceremony, and children care about these things.

Considering the experiences of frequently being called away by the school after school with Zhu Wenyun for interviews and commendations, and having to fill out reports on events, Chen Junqian couldn't quite remember how many times he had stood Xu Youwei up during this period. However, he could only say goodbye and then leave with Zhu Wenyun.

However, what he doesn't know now is that Xu Youwei remembers it very clearly. After all, when a habit becomes second nature, each absence will leave a more lasting impression.

Well, now she has more time to study her diary.

Xu Youwei walked home from school alone, scribbling and revising on the magnetic drawing board in her hand. Perhaps this was her real diary, but just like her now, her true thoughts could only appear for a moment.

Press your finger against the protruding pull button below and apply slight pressure, then pull it to the right.

All the above content disappeared, and everything returned to blankness.

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Since Chen Junqian himself is not particularly fond of eating cake, and he doesn't even bother to choose a cake for his birthday, he usually just asks his parents to buy one to get by, he has hardly ever been to a cake shop.

On a few occasions, I would follow Xu Youwei to those shops to mooch off the leftover scraps from making egg rolls. And these were only the shops she had carefully selected, because some shop owners didn't care, while others were stingy and miserly.

Are you two here to buy a cake?

Seeing that Zhu Wenyun and Chen Junqian went straight to the birthday cake display window as soon as they entered, the female sales clerk behind them smiled and came forward to greet them:

"Which child is having a birthday party? Our store can give away a birthday hat and candles for free."

"It's my birthday today."

"Yes, happy birthday! Such a pretty girl deserves a pretty birthday cake. Which one would you like?"

As she spoke, the shop assistant pointed to the signboard hanging behind her, which displayed various cake names such as Sweet Temptation, Sweet Fragrance, Forest Star, Love and Affection, and Sunny Days, which were completely unrecognizable as cakes just by looking at the names.

Seeing that Zhu Wenyun kept glancing in his direction, intentionally or unintentionally, Chen Junqian couldn't help but shake his head with a slight chuckle.

"It's your birthday today, so just pick whatever you like."

"Okay, I want the chocolate one, preferably with a fruit filling. Can you make that?"

"Sure, how many people are in your family eating here?"

"Three people, one adult and two children."

Since Chen Junqian would also be coming today, Zhu Wenyun naturally included him in the count and told the sales clerk the answer for three people.

"In that case, how about a six-inch one? I feel like an eight-inch one might not be enough for one meal."

"Then let's make a six-inch one."

"Okay, that'll be 48 yuan in total. Our cakes are all made to order, so please come back to pick them up in about two hours. Here's your receipt."

After paying and receiving the receipt, Chen Junqian went to Zhu Wenyun's house with her first. After finishing his homework, they read books together for a while.

Today, Zhu Wenyun's grandmother also came home a little earlier to cook. After estimating that it was almost time, the two of them went to the cake shop together to pick up the cake that had been made, packed into a box, and tied with a beautiful pink ribbon.

After dinner, Chen Junqian opened the cake box. Inside, besides a beautiful cake, there was a complimentary paper birthday hat that looked like a crown, and a small candle was already stuck on the cake. The candlestick was shaped like a bauhinia flower and was specially used to hold the candle.

Carefully placing the candlestick on top of the cake, Chen Junqian also counted eleven small candles and placed them on top, then lit them and turned off the lights in the room.

On the other side, Zhu Wenyun had already put the paper crown on her head. The simple decoration on her head still gave people a genuine sense of beauty. Unlike Lin Mu, whom Chen Junqian saw last October, Zhu Wenyun, who was more mature in all aspects, was more accurately described as beautiful than cute.

"Make a wish and then blow out the candles."

After saying this softly, Chen Junqian started singing "Happy Birthday to You" all by himself. There was no other way, since his grandmother didn't understand it, so he had to be the one to provide the background music.

"Ah."

Zhu Wenyun nodded, then closed her eyes, her hands naturally clasped together in front of her chest. After making a wish in her heart, she opened her eyes and blew out a breath on the candle in front of her.

Whether it was because she used too little force or because the candles were of exceptionally high quality, she couldn't blow out all the candles with one breath. A few candles closer to Chen Junqian flickered in the airflow but stubbornly continued to burn.

A little worried that Zhu Wenyun might care about the so-called custom that birthday wishes only come true if all the candles are blown out in one breath, Chen Junqian quietly blew out the few candles that were still burning on his side while the other person was slightly stunned. Then, he immediately clapped and turned the room lights back on.

"Alright, alright, we can cut and eat the cake now."

Because Zhu Wenyun's grandmother wasn't particularly interested in birthday cakes, and considering that it's not good for older people to eat too many sweets, she ate a small piece and then went back to her room, leaving the rest of the cake and the space to the two children.

However, the cakes at this shop were indeed quite good, and since they had bought a relatively small six-inch cake, Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun ate a few pieces together, and there was hardly any cake left. Naturally, the two of them slowed down their eating.

"I thought you would ask me what kind of birthday wish I made."

"Hmm? So that's the question I need to ask?"

"I think most people would be curious, right?"

"That's true, but most people probably wouldn't say it, since birthday wishes don't come true if you say them out loud."

"Yeah, so I just made a wish that I would never be as happy as I am today."

Seeing Chen Junqian's subconsciously surprised and bewildered expression, Zhu Wenyun finally smiled at him with the playful and triumphant air of a child her age, as if she had successfully pulled off a rare prank.

"Idiot, didn't you just say that?"

"Wishes won't come true if you say them out loud—"

She doesn't want that to happen.

...She doesn't want to.