Seizing the tail of May this year, Ruan Jianglin's 36th birthday is coming.

  He is over 36 years old, his youth has passed, they are no longer young.

  The most brilliant time in life, the golden age, was all spent on separation.

  Jiang Yan had asked him in advance what gift he wanted before his birthday, and he said he wanted her to wear that exotic costume she had packed away.

  At that time, Ruan Jiang went to her workshop and found the photos she had taken before.

  That was when she went to Dunhuang Mogao Caves before and took a photo, the team was short of a model, so they let her wear the costume and take the picture.

  He was so captivated by her that he wanted her to wear it for him to see.

  He held her on his lap and coaxed her into putting it on, but Jiang Yan refused.

  She had packed her clothes at the bottom of the trunk, intending to keep them as a memento, but Ruan Jianglin suddenly went berserk and tore them to shreds.

  On the eve of Ruan Jiang's birthday, she was still bewitched and wore it. She was probably too softhearted and couldn't resist his persuasion.

  Ruan Jiang worked overtime that evening and returned a bit late. According to the usual practice of previous years, he was originally supposed to return to Ruan's residence today.

  But he didn't go back this year.

  There are still people waiting for him in the Seventh Courtyard. Moreover, Ruan Zhenhua is also at the Ruan residence, and he doesn't want to make a scene today.

  His birthday wasn't that important to him, it's just that in the past Ye Chen and others would gather together to celebrate for him, but now he didn't have the mood for it either, he just wanted to go back early, his heart was set on returning home.

  Jiang Yan kept urging him, asking why he hadn't returned yet, sending messages and making phone calls to ask.

  "He smiled and said: 'I'll go downstairs, buy some things and come back up.'"

  Actually, he didn't need to say it, Jiang Yan already knew what he wanted to buy.

  "I want peppermint flavor," she said softly.

  Ruan Jianglin responded, "Good."

  He has been buying suits frequently these days, and people in the supermarket can remember him.

  A handsome guy frequently buys and also buys a lot, how can he not be remembered.

  "Handsome guy, your wife is quite happy." The aunt packed it up in a bag for him and teased him without any shyness.

  Ruan Jiang took over the bag and smiled without saying a word.

  The distance from the supermarket to home is very short, but Quan Jianglin feels it's a long way.

  When he opened the door and went in, there was no light on inside. He had thought Jiang Yan would be waiting for him on the sofa.

  But before he could act, he saw a patch of blackness with a soft blue glow shining on the ground, which was a spotlight that Jiangyan had specifically bought. Her photography team often used this kind of light to focus.

  Under the lamplight, she was like a seductive fairy.

  Long hair scattered down, hanging at the waist, the lower half of her face wore a flowing veil, mysterious and dreamy. Between her eyebrows was a curved red moon, a pair of eyes were clear and cold yet seductive, red lips appeared and disappeared under the veil.

  She wore a sleeveless red gauze, setting off her smooth and round shoulders even whiter, with a black bodice underneath, and below that was a pale green gauze skirt, her slender waist exposed outside.

  Holding a circular plate with local characteristics, charming and distant, like a demon from the far-off black night of Dunhuang Mogao Caves.

  She slowly turned the cymbals in her hand, and it was unclear whether she had bells on her hands or the cymbals themselves had bells. As she turned them, a soft and pleasant sound was emitted, like the gentle gurgling of a spring deep in the mountains, entrancing all who heard it.

  Her slender wrist rotated gently, and the steps under her feet also became lighter and quicker. Every time she turned around, the red gauze on her body would fall down a little bit.

  She slowly approached Ruan Jianglin, she sprayed perfume today, very light and fragrant.

  "How come you're so good at jumping?" he asked in a raised voice.

  He hadn't discovered her talent before, Jiang Yan smiled and didn't say a word, but just leaned in closer to him little by little.

  When she finally climbed up to the top of Ruan Jiang Lin, the red yarn on her body had already fallen off completely.

  Ruan Jianglin was afraid she would fall and subconsciously reached out to support her waist.

  It was just his restless hands, it wasn't enough for him to just hold her, his large palms kept moving up, familiarly undoing the invisible buttons.

  "No way, we haven't had cake yet." She slapped away the man's big palm.

  She made it herself at a cake shop, what a waste if he doesn't eat much of it.

  Ruan Jianglin smiled and hugged her tightly, lowering his head to gently bite her earlobe. His dense and numbing breath spread throughout her body: "Wait a while before eating."

  She was a little unsteady, weakly grasping Ruan Jianglin's broad shoulders with both hands, saying no with her mouth, but her body was delicate and charming, as if she had turned into a puddle of water.

  She reached out to touch Ruan Jianglin's clothes pocket and touched his mobile phone to take a look at the time.

  "It will be twelve o'clock soon."

  He gently lifted her up and let her entire body hang on him, lazy and scattered, "Quick battle, quick decision."

  *

  It's almost time, the clock on the wall seems stuck, just one minute away from midnight.

  Jiang Yan almost fell when she went to give him a candle, her legs were a bit soft and painful.

  Ruan Jianglin told him to slow down, she was afraid that time would pass.

  She was born with clumsy hands, and her pair of beautifully shaped hands were just for show.

  The result of her hard work in the cake shop for an afternoon was simply pitiful, but since she made it, she had to show it to him anyway.

  He didn't comment, but there was no change in his eyes.

  Jiang Yan inserted six candles for him, just as he lit the candles, it was already twelve o'clock.

  His birthday wish will be late.

  "Ruan Jianglin, don't you dare wish?" she asked, raising her eyes.

  He has never been one to believe in these things; he only believes in himself.

  "It's yours."

  Jiang Yan shook her head and sighed, this person really had no sense of romance at all.

  She clasped her hands together and silently recited in her heart:

  "Wishing you peace and safety every year, by my side."

  I hope next year he will be physically healthy, have a home and she will also be at home.

  The wishes he made and the promises she gave were all about him.

  Before she opened her eyes, Ruan Jianglin directly reached out and poked the cream on the cake with his finger, then put it in his mouth to taste.

  His movements were rough, but those bony fingers doing such rough things were exceptionally good-looking.

  "Jiang Yan, I suddenly thought of a way to make this cake even more delicious."

  Jiang Yan didn't understand Ruan Jianglin's meaning for a moment, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

  As he spoke, he reached out to untie her pajamas, and the tender skin still had some kiss marks left by him earlier.

  He moved quickly, and she hadn't even had time to react before she felt a chill.

  He reached out and touched a bit of cream, just the right amount, on her chest, sensitive and delicate.

  His pair of deep-colored eyes were now filled with a smile, exceptionally bright and clear, his voice was as rich and enticing as the vinyl records of last century.

  "Baby, did you understand?"

  Jiang Yan was also a bold person, if she had the interest, she would hook him and entwine him.

  In this regard, she felt inferior to him.

  Before she could even open her mouth, the man kissed her.

  The results of Jiang Yan's busy afternoon were ultimately enjoyed by herself.

  (End of Chapter)