Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
“How am I supposed to know that? Do I look like I can read our boss’s mind?”
“It’s times like this that I really envy that guy, Song Chaoxi 1 . He was lucky enough to move out when he did. I should confess to your grandma soon so that I can escape from our boss’s demonic claws!”
“Scram, you’re the one who’s my grandson!”
“Grandson, is this any way for you to speak to your grandpa…”
“…”
The duo bickered for quite a while before they finally realized that they’d gone off topic, quickly returning to the issue at hand.
“If we let Boss continue being in such a bad mood, we’ll be sleeping right next to a glacier tonight. Hurry up and think of a way to lighten the atmosphere!”
“Don’t rush me! Why don’t you try thinking of something yourself…:”
The duo argued for a bit longer before Xia Shangzhou suddenly cleared his throat and asked, “Boss, isn’t it Little Junior’s birthday today? Are you going to give her a present?”
It was if he didn’t hear him; Lin Jiage’s movements on the keyboard didn’t halt. However, from his side profile, one could visibly see his face turning colder.
Lu Benlai coughed twice as he mustered his courage to continue the topic, “That’s right. A birthday can’t be celebrated without a present. Boss, have you thought about what to give Little Junior yet?”
Lin Jiage was seemingly absorbed in his work, so other than an occasional frown of contemplation, he gave no response at all.
“Do you even need to ask? Girls usually like bags, clothes, makeup, that kind of thing…” Xia Shangzhou said as he took a peek at Lin Jiage. Noticing that the latter’s typing had slowed slightly, he shot a ‘There’s hope!!’ toward Lu Benlai as he raised his voice and continued, “… In any case, just pick the most expensive thing! There’s no going wrong with that!”
Catching Xia Shangzhou’s signal, Lu Benlai hurriedly added, “So shallow! A present isn’t valued by its price but its sincerity! When you give someone a present, it’s just common sense to give them something that they like. If the other person doesn’t like the present, then that present is worthless no matter how expensive it is. But if it’s something that the other person really likes, then even if it’s only worth one yuan, she’ll still see it as a priceless treasure…”
At this point, Lin Jiage abruptly rose to his feet, kicked aside his chair, and headed to the balcony.
Lu Benlai instinctively sealed his mouth. He turned to look at Xia Shangzhou, and a moment later, they both shook their heads, signifying their confusion.
…
In contrast to the commotion caused by Han Jing’s earlier confession, the two dormitory buildings and the field were indescribably silent at this moment.
Despite the cooling embrace of the night breeze, Lin Jiage felt his heart feeling more and more suffocated instead.
He was well aware that this discomfort wasn’t caused by Han Jing’s confession but his ignorance.
Today was Soft Bun’s birthday… and yet, before the huge ruckus Han Jing cooked up with his confession, he was actually completely unaware about it.
Lu Benlai was right. A present wasn’t valued by its price but its sincerity, and whether the other person liked it or not… But other than the [Passion fruit, loquat, watermelon, pineapple, pomegranate] and [Potato chips, roasted duck, milk tea, ice cream (vanilla)] he had recorded in his phone, he had no idea what she liked.
I have no idea what to give her for her birthday.
As he thought of this, Lin Jiage exhaled deeply and took out his phone, typing the following words into the search engine: [What presents should I give a girl for her birthday?]
He was given a complete mess of answers in return.
Were the netizens so unreliable nowadays?
Frowning in disdain, Lin Jiage had no choice but to seek the only other young lady in his life for advice.