Chapter 221: Chapter 50 Gift_3 Chapter 221: Chapter 50 Gift_3 Lin Xian had never expected Ji Lin to suddenly turn coat and, instead of a hat, actually give a painting as a gift.
“I think she’ll more.”
“It’s rare to give someone a birthday present, might as well give something she likes.”
“How are you so sure she’ll definitely like it?”
“I’m pretty confident about this painting.”
Having whispered this, Ji Lin turned his head towards Chu Anqing:
“Happy Birthday, An Qing.
But you should wait to unwrap this painting, consider it a surprise for later.”
“Okay, Ji Lin, thank you for your painting!”
Chu Anqing was very eager to unwrap it right there, but since Ji Lin had said so, she set the painting aside and continued to open gifts from others.
The birthday banquet that night was very enjoyable and relaxed.
Lin Xian and Ji Lin had a lot of fun as well.
That night, Ji Lin’s behavior took Lin Xian by surprise.
He had thought Ji Lin didn’t like such lively atmospheres since he seemed to be the type: aloof, unsociable, and silent.
But it seemed everyone deep down sought acceptance, craving festivities, and he gradually blended in, playing many games with everyone.
Later, as the girls started chattering about gossip, school, and TV dramas, Lin Xian and Ji Lin went up to the villa’s third-floor open-air balcony, lying on the lounge chairs, gazing at the moonlight above.
“Actually, I kind of ship you and Chu Anqing together, more compatible than Zhao Yingjun.”
Lin Xian nearly choked on his juice!
“What are you blabbering about all of a sudden?”
Ji Lin, lying back, turned his head and looked at Lin Xian:
“What’s the real deal between you and Chu Anqing?”
“Nothing at all,” Lin Xian answered truthfully.
“But Chu Anqing obviously doesn’t think so,” Ji Lin said with interest:
“She really likes you.
Even a fool can see that.”
“Have you ever been in love?”
“No,” Ji Lin shook his head.
“Then what makes you so sure?”
“I’ve read lots of novels, and that’s how emotions are described in them.” Ji Lin turned his head back to continue looking at the sky:
“So, I’m actually quite disappointed in you today.
I thought there would be some dramatic event.”
“You’re obsessed with your novels, aren’t you?”
Lin Xian couldn’t help but laugh and cry:
“Is reality the same as novels?
According to novels, what should I do now?”
Ji Lin blinked and continued:
“You’re supposed to do something romantic and grand, right?
Like setting off fireworks that cover the entire city for Chu Anqing?
Lighting up the night sky of the East Sea?
You know she would be thrilled, but you just won’t do it.”
“The novel you’ve been reading is ‘Dragon Tribe’, right?”
“Then I think your fantasy is a bit petty.
Why don’t I just summon heroes from all over the world to a great assembly in the East Sea, have the world’s top tycoons, celebrities, and bigwigs line up to present treasures and magical items to Chu Anqing, and then descend from the sky on a giant condor?
Doesn’t that sound much more interesting than the plots in your novels?”
Ji Lin laughed at the joke, clearly getting Lin Xian’s reference:
” ‘The Condor Heroes’, Yang Guo, and Guo Xiang.”
“Actually, spending time with you recently, I feel like we get along pretty well.
At the very least, you’re an interesting person, and I feel comfortable chatting with you.”
“All these past years, I’ve basically holed up in my room, doing math problems, reading, writing novels, watching the news…
I hardly ever went out.
I always thought the outside world was boring, without anything to pique my interest.”
it’s pretty nice to be able to attend Chu Anqing’s birthday party and chat with you here.”
He sat up from the lounge chair, the moonlight landing on his slender face, making it look even paler.
He sat quietly, looking at Lin Xian beside him, basking in the moonlight with his eyes closed:
“Can you tell me in advance…
what birthday gift you’re planning to give me?”
“Who gives away that in advance?”
Lin Xian laughed, puzzled:
“You’ll know on your birthday, May 3rd, right?
Don’t worry, I’ll get you a birthday present.”
But the condition was…
Lin Xian’s smile faded as he gazed at the moon slowly climbing to the center of the sky:
[I hope you can make it till then.]
Although outwardly, things seemed fine between him and Ji Lin lately,
Lin Xian’s resolve to avenge Xu Yun and Tang Xin had not wavered.
Ji Lin, if you really are the killer…
I won’t show any mercy.