I will never give in to Miss Death

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I turned to the kitchen on the side, checked the breakfast in the pot, picked up a small bowl, and made myself some bone porridge: "And I have something special to do today."

The human body is a very magical system. Based on my thirty years of experience, I have a deep understanding of this - if you sleep too little, you will feel sleepy; if you sleep too much, you will also feel sleepy.

In the past, if I slept less than five hours a day, I would definitely feel extremely tired when I woke up the next day and would have no energy for the whole day. But if I let my body let me sleep for more than ten hours at a time, it wouldn’t work either. My brain would be in a daze and I would be completely unable to concentrate. I would be dazed for a while after doing anything.

"Something special?"

Elodie turned her attention from the TV to me: "What about Xia Mo?"

"how do you know?"

"You two are just one step away from having the words 'happy marriage' written on your faces."

Elodie yawned again: "I am curious about what happened between you two. Your relationship has heated up so quickly in just one month. Even lovers who have been reincarnated from another world are not like you."

"Uh……"

I sat down at the dining table with the bowl of meat porridge in my arms, feeling a little awkward. “Did you see Xiaomo when you came back?”

"When I came back, she was watering the flowers here. Look, those white flowers. They must be lilies, right? She took really good care of them."

Elodie pointed to the pot of lilies I bought on the flower stand next to her: "After watering the flowers, she told me that if she saw you get up, she should tell you that she was going to her usual place and would be back before ten o'clock."

Old land… …

Then I know where it is.

The scene of myself and Yin Xiamo standing naked in the stalactite cave last night emerged in my mind.

"Oh yeah, and that one too."

As she spoke, Elodie handed me a water bottle on the coffee table: "Xiaomo also said that the weather has been hot and the air has been dry recently, so she asked you to drink more water."

This bottle...

Glancing at the clear water in the bottle, I felt the corners of my mouth twitch uncontrollably.

Forget it, a glass of water in the morning is good for your health. Since Xiaomo said the water quality there is good, just drink it.

Thinking of this, I took the bottle, took a big gulp, and then started eating breakfast.

Well...if we come back at ten o'clock, we'll still have time.

I glanced in the direction of the room.

Today is May 5st, Yin Xiamo’s birthday.

It may not be accurate to say it is her birthday, because when I asked Xiaomo this question before, she herself said that she "didn't know the exact date of her birthday" and "I only remember the day when I was picked up by the brave man."

The "day when I was picked up by the brave man" that Yin Xiamo mentioned is May 5st of every year in the Earth's calendar.

At that time, I silently remembered this day.

Since you can’t remember your birthday, let’s just consider this day as Xiaomo’s birthday.

Anyway, in my impression, that day was actually no different from a "birthday" for the little devil.

Imagine if I were a little girl, who was disliked by my family and ostracized by my relatives since I was a child, and was even expelled and thrown into a deserted place to fend for myself. Just when I was close to despair, someone reached out to me, pulled me out of the darkness, and gave me light and warmth. Then I would also regard the day I met that person as my birthday.

I’m not some wealthy tycoon on this side of the world, nor do I have any luxury goods or things to show off, nor do I have any unique talents, so birthday gifts have to be given with extra care.

Before, when I was in college, I studied handicrafts for a period of time because of my interest. I used bamboo sticks or toothpicks and super glue to assemble some works of art. At that time, I made a small house, a small car, and a particularly ugly aircraft carrier.

This kind of handicraft requires a lot of patience. First, choose what you want to make, then carefully calculate the size and length of the bamboo sticks or toothpicks you need, mark them with a ruler, cut them with a utility knife, and finally put them together one by one with super glue.

It's not difficult, but it's very time-consuming and tests the maker's perseverance.

I remember that when I built that aircraft carrier, I used more than 2,000 bamboo sticks, the kind used for barbecue. I marked them with a ruler and cut them piece by piece with a utility knife. Some were used to make the hull, some for the deck, some for the main gun and anti-aircraft guns, and some for the small plane on the aircraft carrier.

Thousands of bamboo sticks were cut little by little, glued on with super glue little by little, waited for cooling, and then glued on with other parts. If too much glue was put in accidentally or the position was crooked, they had to start over.

What I plan to give Xiaomo today is a small manor made of toothpicks.

There are flowers, grass, fences, windmills, small bridges and big houses in the manor. The house is designed with a door that can be opened, and there is a building within the building. The first floor is the living room, and the second floor is my and Xiaomo's boudoir...

In order to create this manor, I started preparing half a month ago when I heard Xiaomo say that her birthday was May 5st.

At that time, I bought a lot of bamboo sticks and a few bottles of super glue. I also had a utility knife and a ruler at home. The total cost was no more than 10 yuan, but it was very time-consuming to make.

I usually put these things in the drawer of my computer desk. When I hear Yin Xiamo finish washing clothes, close the bathroom door and start taking a shower, I will take them out and do it for a while. I will do it until Xiaomo opens the door, and then I will hide all the things in the drawer. It takes about 30 minutes every day. Today, I have finished most of it, and only need to polish the last few details and then finish it.

After breakfast, it will take me about an hour to finish. If there are no problems, I just need to go to the stationery store downstairs to buy a larger gift box, then put the handmade manor in it, write a blessing to Xiaomo, and a birthday gift will be completed.

"It looks like summer is really coming."

While I was having breakfast, Elodie on the sofa finished reading the weather forecast, got up and stretched: "No, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to sleep first."

As she walked towards the stairs holding the pillow, Elodie turned around as if she remembered something and said, "By the way, Nuoer, your new book is good. If nothing unexpected happens, it should have a chance to be among the top 100 best-selling books when it is put on the shelves."

"Really?"

I turned around: "Impossible?"

Top 100 best sellers? By the standards of Yae melon buns, this is already an incredible ranking.

The best-selling list is equivalent to the sales list, or to put it more bluntly, the "income list". Judging from the current size of Yae Melon Buns... if nothing unexpected happens, the subscription income of the top 100 best-selling products should be around 10,000 yuan.

"Nothing is impossible, but the prerequisite is that you have to update diligently."

Elodie yawned again. "I mean the normal author updates, at least twice a day, and then the plot is stable. Since you are a part-time writer, the variables may be relatively large. You are probably in the early 100s, according to the current momentum."

"I didn't expect you to suddenly turn to writing yuri fiction, or about everyday life. This genre is very difficult to grasp and it's hard to stand out. But judging from the current situation, you should have found a genre that you are good at."

Ah...that's true.

In fact, before I took up this subject, I didn't know that I would be so adept at writing novels from a female perspective.

"There is another thing. Ouyang Xue asked me to ask if you have any other friends who are willing to be maids. The coffee shop is becoming more and more famous. The number of customers coming every day is a little higher than expected, and we are a little short of staff."

"Are you still hiring? Where can I find so many girls?"

I felt a little helpless: "I can't... go to the editorial office of Honeydew Bag and dig up Catnip or October again, right?"

If I really did that, I guess Lu Xinjian and the editor-in-chief of Miguabao would beat me to death, as they are already very short of staff.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, the people I know don't have this intention, or their appearance and figure don't meet the standards."

Elodie walked to the second floor: "Let's leave it like this for now, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

"Good night."

I waved my little hand to Elodie, then took out my phone to check my contacts while continuing to eat breakfast.

I also know the situation of the coffee shop. Indeed, because of the excessive publicity before, a lot of people came, and it was a bit beyond the capacity of us and Ouyang Xue to cope with it alone.

Now the night shift in the coffee shop is basically contracted by Ouyang Xue and Elodie, and the day shift is handled by Yin Xiamo, Lan Jiajia and me. It's okay on the days when Yin Xiamo and I are working, as we work from eight in the morning to eight in the evening. But Lan Jiajia is different, as she works the day shift and gets off work around four o'clock. If Yin Xiamo and I take a day off, the store will have to rely on Ouyang Xue alone after Lan Jiajia gets off work.

Obviously, no matter how strong Ouyang Xue's business ability is, she still feels overwhelmed when facing the evening peak period alone.

I know the truth, but I really don’t have that many female friends who are willing to be maids.

You can't expect an old man to know a lot of beautiful girls, right? I'm not the protagonist of Urban Dragon Aotian.

After eating breakfast quietly in the living room, I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and then went to the flower stand to look at the pot of lilies I had bought earlier.

The flowers were transplanted out of the ugly flowerpot and placed in a ceramic flowerpot with exquisite patterns. It was placed in a very conspicuous position in the middle of the flower stand. There were many carefully stacked pebbles on the soil in the flowerpot. It can be seen that Xiaomo likes the appearance of this pot of flowers very much. She went outside to pick up a lot of beautiful stones and came back to decorate the entire flowerpot.

I took out my cell phone to check the time, then went back to the bedroom and sat down at the computer desk. I put the mouse and keyboard aside, took out the almost completed small manor from the drawer, and began the final finishing stage.

Well... today I'll finish the junction of the upper and lower stairs in the manor house, make the small bed in the room, and then add a mailbox and a small windmill near the fence and I'll be done.

I put on gloves, took out a utility knife and ruler, and started making furniture and windmills.

By the way, one advantage of girls having small hands is that they are more dexterous than an old man's big hands when doing this kind of work. The two are totally incomparable.

When I was an uncle, I was often clumsy when gluing things together. I would accidentally spill the super glue and get two parts that shouldn’t be glued together together. Now that I’m a little girl, such mistakes almost don’t exist anymore. I’m very adept at it and my speed is much faster.

"..."

Time passed quickly with the whirring sound of the summer breeze outside on the last day of May.

At around nine o'clock, as I put the glued bed and windmill under the sun to dry, this "Xia Mo and Nuoer's Manor" made up of thousands of bamboo sticks was officially completed.

Finally, I spent some time refining some of the minor flaws in the manor and put all the accessories in the sunlight by the window. I picked up my keys and cell phone, went out, took the elevator downstairs, and came to a stationery store outside the community.

"I want a gift box."

After entering the store, I walked straight to the shelf in the back that sold handmade stationery and took out an exquisite box from it: "How much is this?"

"If you want this, it's 12 dollars."

"Okay, Alipay scanned it."

"..."

When I got home with the gift box, I took out the ribbon and bow from the box, opened the box, sorted out the small manor accessories that had just been exposed to the sun, and put them together.

Put the windmill in this groove, and put the small bed in the small room on the second floor, then align the roof with these clips... and buckle them up.

"Kacha."

Okay, that’s it!

Looking at the exquisite little bamboo manor on the table in front of me, I breathed a sigh of relief, took out a pen and paper, wrote the words "Happy birthday, Xiaomo! - Love you Nuoer" on the paper, then threaded a small rope through it and tied it to the chimney on the roof of the house. I carefully put the entire manor into the gift box, closed the lid, tied the bow and ribbon, and tied a knot.

In this way, a slightly simple birthday gift is completed.

I don't know if she will like it.

I glanced at the time and felt that Yin Xiamo would be back soon, so I went to Yin Xiamo's room with a gift box, took out the big box that we had used to play hide-and-seek, moved it to the living room, and placed it facing the entrance.

I sat in the box holding the gift box and covered the top of the box with paper.

Then, there was a long wait.

Just like Yin Xiamo said, hiding in a box alone will give you an indescribable and very comfortable feeling.

But when facing Yin Xiamo, who I didn't know when she would come back, I felt a sense of nervous anticipation and worry in the box that she might not like this gift.

These feelings are intertwined together, both anticipation and peace of mind, which is very subtle.

"..."

……

"Ding dong!"

I don’t know how much time had passed. Just when I was about to fall asleep in the cardboard box, I heard the sound of the elevator door opening outside in a daze.

鏉ヤ钖楋纻

I woke up instantly, raised the gift box in my arms above my head, and got ready.

"Click", the sound of the door of the house being opened was heard in front.

"Noer? Cute little kitten Noer? Are you still not awake?"

"I can feel that stupid dragon might come here today..."

The moment I heard Yin Xiamo's voice at the entrance, I pushed the paper off my head and jumped out of the cardboard box.

"Happy birthday Xiaomo!"

"Eh?"

My series of actions made Yin Xiamo, who had just returned home, a little confused: "Birthday...birthday?"

"Isn't it today?"

I tilted my head and said, "I asked you this before. May 5st is the day I met the hero."

"Oh, that..."