Although Fu Wenshan wasn’t around, time continued to pass by. In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.
During these two days, Fu Wenshan was like a live broadcast, updating Xie Wanxing about everything: from attending dinner parties to encountering the neighbor’s dog at his uncle’s house, even winning money from his sister in card games. Everything was worth mentioning.
He was as clingy as could be, wishing he could emerge from his phone and be with Xie Wanxing, his cool and aloof demeanor was shattered and couldn’t be regained.
Fortunately, Xie Wanxing was willing to listen, seizing every spare moment during rehearsals to video call him.
However, that day, Fu Wenshan said his uncle wanted them to visit an old friend, so he didn’t appear on WeChat all day.
Xie Wanxing’s phone was quiet from morning till night, with only work messages left.
However, once it passed twelve o’clock, it would be his birthday.
On his fan page, preparations for his birthday support were already in full swing, and he had already recorded a birthday video, which would be posted on Weibo later to thank all his fans.
But privately, he had not planned any work for this day.
To his agent, he simply said he wanted to make time to celebrate his birthday with his family.
However, as an insider, Wang Xiaoming took advantage of a moment when Lian Dan turned around and whispered to Xie Wanxing, “Xie ge, are you planning to celebrate your birthday with Fu ge?”
This really touched a sore spot.
Xie Wanxing scrolled through his phone, feeling extremely depressed.
Because Fu Wenshan hadn’t mentioned his birthday at all.
The past two days, he had just assumed Fu Wenshan had forgotten.
But today, his birthday was all over Weibo, and Fu Wenshan was a mutual follower on his account. Moreover, they had eighteen private Weibo accounts between them. If Fu Wenshan still couldn’t see it, it meant he was blind.
Xie Wanxing glanced at the time on his phone; it was already past eleven.
Just now, his brother and parents had called, asking if he was coming home for his birthday.
In previous years, he had always gone back, but this year, he had lied to his family early on, saying he couldn’t get away from work, just to celebrate with Fu Wenshan. But now that Fu Wenshan wasn’t coming back either, he might as well go home.
Xie Wanxing thought for a moment, then said to Wang Xiaoming, “I’m not going back to Cuhe Bay today. I’ll go to Daihe Road to my parents’ place.”
Wang Xiaoming’s eyes widened at once.
But he tactfully didn’t ask anything, just focused on driving.
Daihe Road was a bit far from his workplace. If there was traffic, it would take about two hours to drive, but fortunately, it was late at night now, and there were fewer cars on the road. Only the colorful neon lights were shining, like a long ribbon in the night.
Xie Wanxing didn’t call home; his parents usually went to bed early, and he figured they had already gone to sleep. They would see each other tomorrow morning anyway.
He leaned against the car window, thinking about going back to the kitchen to make himself a late-night snack. As he thought about it, he fell asleep…
He woke up to the sound of his phone ringing, still in the car.
Xie Wanxing hadn’t opened his eyes yet; he rummaged through his body and found his phone, placing it next to his ear without even looking at it.
He forcefully asked, “Hey, who’s this?”
The voice on the other end hesitated, “Are you sleeping?”
Only then did Xie Wanxing recognize it was Fu Wenshan’s voice. He struggled to open his eyes. “Yeah, what’s up?”
Fu Wenshan chuckled and asked, “Why are you sleeping so early? Guess where I am now?”
Fu Wenshan leaned against the door of Xie Wanxing’s house, looking gently into the dark interior. He could see Xie Wanxing’s garden through the railing, the closest being a clump of banana plants, swaying in the night, creating a charming scene.
How could he forget Xie Wanxing’s birthday? A month ago, he had ordered a gift. He returned to the country at noon today, spent the afternoon making a cake himself, and now stood at his boyfriend’s door with the cake and gift, waiting to surprise Xie Wanxing.
Fu Wenshan felt like he was a very qualified boyfriend, romantic and considerate, fully deserving of a perfect score.
However, Xie Wanxing yawned, not in the mood for riddles. “Aren’t you accompanying your uncle to the countryside? Are you back in the room now?”
Fu Wenshan’s lips curled up even more. He looked at his watch, 11:59.
He watched as the minute hand passed the last mark.
He whispered softly into the phone, “Xing Xing, happy birthday.”
This voice echoed clearly in Xie Wanxing’s ears, in the silent night.
He suddenly woke up, lifting his head. Outside, it was still pitch black.
Before he could speak, he heard Fu Wenshan say again on the phone, “Come out and open the door for me. I’m at your doorstep.”
Xie Wanxing: “???”
Xie Wanxing couldn’t believe it and asked, “Where are you?”
Fu Wenshan laughed softly and whispered, “Do you think I really forgot your birthday? How could I forget? I’m at your doorstep now. Can you open the door and let me in?”
Xie Wanxing: “…………”
He had figured out the whole story. Fu Wenshan probably wanted to surprise him, secretly flying back from abroad, running to his doorstep at midnight to celebrate his birthday.
But he wasn’t home…
Xie Wanxing massaged his forehead. “Do you know where I am?”
Fu Wenshan asked, “Where are you?”
Xie Wanxing chuckled, “I’m on the way to my parents’ house.”
Fu Wenshan was stunned. He looked up at the dark villa in front of him.
“I thought you really forgot my birthday, so I went to my parents’ house,” Xie Wanxing explained, chuckling out of frustration. He tapped Wang Xiaoming in front of him, “Xiaoming, turn around, go back to Cuhe Bay.”
Wang Xiaoming, who had been eavesdropping on the gossip the whole time, grinned and didn’t say a word as he turned the steering wheel.
He couldn’t help but marvel at the troubles of being in a relationship with these two gays~
Xie Wanxing said to the phone again, “Wait for me at home. I’ll be right back.”
Fortunately, Daihe Road wasn’t far from Cuhe Bay, and Wang Xiaoming drove at the highest speed within the permitted range.
Twenty minutes later, Xie Wanxing jumped out of the car.
Wang Xiaoming waited until Xie Wanxing got out of the car before driving away, being very conscientious not to be a third wheel.
Xie Wanxing slowly walked towards his house, and from afar, he saw a handsome guy leaning against his doorstep. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, legs as long as a male model’s, wearing a thin gray coat over a light-colored shirt, sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing a black watch and tanned skin.
But the handsome guy looked a bit aggrieved.
Xie Wanxing walked over and stopped about half a meter away from Fu Wenshan, smiling gently as he asked, “Excuse me, who are you looking for, and why are you standing at my doorstep?”
Fu Wenshan no longer leaned against the door, standing straight instead. He walked over as well, taking the initiative to shorten the distance between him and Xie Wanxing.
Lowering his head, he gently brushed Xie Wanxing’s forehead and said, “I’m here to see my boyfriend. Today is his birthday, and I want to spend it with him.”
Xie Wanxing couldn’t help but smile. He tiptoed and kissed Fu Wenshan on the lips.
“Alright, then I’ll let you in.”
Inside the house, the warm yellow lights came on, instantly making the previously somewhat cold villa feel cozy.
Fu Wenshan placed the things he was carrying on the table, and Xie Wanxing then noticed there was a cake inside.
“Did you just go buy the cake?” Xie Wanxing asked.
Fu Wenshan opened the cake box and sighed, “I made it myself, spent the whole afternoon on it. But it got delayed for so long just now, so it might affect the taste.”
Xie Wanxing didn’t mind. He walked over to see the cake in the box, a very beautiful dark blue mirror-glazed cake, resembling a perfectly natural gem, with its surface resembling a starry sky.
It could be considered a work of art.
“This is the first time I’ve made this kind of mirror-glazed cake. I wasted several cake bases before making this one,” Fu Wenshan said, not regretting the destruction of this artistic cake-like item. He put two candles on it, the numbers 2 and 5. Xie Wanxing was twenty-five years old this year. “Make a wish quickly.”
Xie Wanxing hadn’t made a wish since elementary school, but seeing Fu Wenshan’s serious expression, he closed his eyes.
The just turned-on lights were turned off again.
The living room was pitch black, with only two small candles flickering in the darkness.
A few seconds later, Xie Wanxing opened his eyes and blew out the candles.
As Fu Wenshan went to turn on the lights, he asked Xie Wanxing, “What did you wish for?”
Xie Wanxing didn’t say, “I won’t tell you. It won’t come true if I say it out loud.”
Fu Wenshan didn’t pursue the question, just feeling very confident that Xie Wanxing’s wish definitely had something to do with him.
He walked over, hugged him around the waist, and held his hand to cut the cake.
He then kissed Xie Wanxing again and whispered in his ear, “Happy birthday, Xing Xing .”
The silver knife cut through the cake.
Xie Wanxing tasted the mirror-glazed cake, sweet and moist, with a chocolate filling inside.
It was the best cake he had ever eaten.
The two of them sat down together, treating the cake as their supper, completely disregarding their celebrity body management.
As Xie Wanxing ate, he said to Fu Wenshan, “You shouldn’t surprise me next time. If I had really gone to my parents’ house just now, I would have to make up an excuse to slip out again.”
Fu Wenshan also felt annoyed. “I just wanted to be romantic. Isn’t that how it’s done on TV?”
Senior actor Mr. Xie Wanxing didn’t hesitate to laugh, “Now you know, TV is all lies.”
Fu Wenshan, feeling frustrated, dug into the cake again, then pushed another exquisitely packaged box to him, eagerly saying, “Open it and see if you like it.”
Xie Wanxing knew this was his birthday present. With a bit of curiosity, he opened the dark green box with silver stamping on it—inside was a delicate wand and a pure gold golden snitch.
The wand was a deep wood color, seemingly no different from any other wand at first glance, long and slender, carved with winding vines. But on top of it, the Virgo constellation was pieced together with platinum and diamonds. And at the bottom of the wand, in the very center, was embedded an irregularly shaped pale green stone.
Xie Wanxing was stunned for a moment before taking out the wand.
He held the wand and looked at it. This wasn’t any of the wands he had collected; it was a unique custom-made wand.
He looked at Fu Wenshan in surprise, “You specially ordered this for me?”
He had always liked Harry Potter, and he had bought almost every wand in there. Just the other day, he had mentioned wanting to have a custom-made wand, but he hadn’t expected Fu Wenshan to remember it.
Fu Wenshan also smiled, “Didn’t you say you wanted to order a wand that belonged to you? This is made of phoenix wood, with your constellation on top,” he reached out his hand, took Xie Wanxing’s finger and touched the light green translucent stone at the bottom of the wand, “This is a glass meteorite.”
Xie Wanxing’s finger grazed the meteorite, feeling its slight roughness on his fingertips.
Fu Wenshan kissed his hair and continued, “I bought this at an auction. When I saw this meteorite, I felt it was perfect for you. This star traveled through the clouds and billions of light-years to fall to the ground and eventually into my hands, becoming my star.”
My star.
This name made Xie Wanxing’s ears feel slightly warm, and he almost couldn’t hold the wand firmly.
He was just an ordinary person, of course, unable to wield the wand like a wizard to perform miracles.
But tonight, the starlight was so beautiful.
He leaned against Fu Wenshan’s chest, feeling that his encounter with Fu Wenshan itself was a miracle.
It was the miracle bestowed upon him by Cupid.
So stinkin’ cute 😍