Scene 16: Birthdays

Zhurong was extremely tired.

For Yueying's birthday, Zhang Chunhua thought it best to throw a party with a few, but flawlessly organized, and assigned each of the guests a task. Zhurong accepted enthusiastically, relying on her friend who seemed to know Yueying better to organize something special that would have excited her partner, even if she did not consider a fundamental detail: when Chunhua had something in mind, there was no way to convince her to leave to lose.

In fact, after drawing up a list of drinks and foods to take, as well as places where they could organize that intimate party, the organizer had turned to Zhurong and peered at her with a smile that was not at all reassuring.

"Why don't you ask her to marry her?" she suggested.

That had been the beginning of the end.

Wang Yi had shaken her head vigorously and made it clear that it would not be the case, after all she had faced a divorce and probably intended not to burn the stages. Zhurong had sided with her, but she could not help but give her much to see in order not to seem eager to shake off certain responsibilities; thus, she had spent an entire week trying to mediate at two diametrically opposite positions.

In one way or another, however, the party had finally been organized: Chunhua had chosen and booked exclusively for them a beautiful venue whose view overlooked a garden that faithfully reproduced, albeit in miniature, the main one of Versailles, with a lot of statues. The menu had been decided by Wang Yi, an unexpected good fork, while Zhurong had taken care of finding a suitable gift for the occasion.

"I'm not going to make the proposal!"

Waiting for Yueying to be ready, Zhurong had made the last call to Chunhua to confirm that everything was ready, receiving the usual exhortation.

"But what kind of special birthday would it be without?"

"Chunhua, I appreciate you as a person, but don't insist. It's still early and we're fine, thanks."

"Mood breaker. In any case, everything is ready, only the birthday girl is missing ... and the one who will not be her wife soon."

"They both arrive in half an hour, don't worry."

After the usual pleasantries, Zhurong hung up, happy that the moment had finally come. It would have been amazing to see Yueying's eyes shine with happiness, to spend such a special evening - and, finally, to stop feeling that absurd request from Chunhua that had worn her out.

Wearily, Zhurong raised a hand to her lips to cover the mighty yawn in which she performed.

"How am I?" Yueying came up to her, showing the beautiful dress that gently descended on her body, enhancing it. "If you are tired, you know we can always put it off. The show will be in the theater until December, there is time! "

"You are beautiful, as always... and no, I want to bring you just tonight. We want to go?"

"I need perfume. Do you want?"

"Why not..." Zhurong serenely agreed, unable to put the words together to formulate the joke she had in mind.

A few minutes later, they were finally in the car, stopped at the traffic lights.

"Are you sure you don't want to get out of those clothes and get into a warm bed?" Yueying laughed.

"Oh, I'd like to..." the companion replied lightly, adding without thinking: "... but Chunhua is waiting for us."

She realized the mistake made only after a moment of glacial silence. "Shit!" she exclaimed, immediately bringing a hand to her lips, as if to prevent herself from speaking again.

"I guess it was going to be a surprise party," Yueying laughed, reaching out to caress Zhurong's right arm in a reassuring gesture.

"I'm sorry..."

"You're tired, aren't you? It can happen."

"I ruined your surprise..."

Yueying smiled, amused: "It will mean that I will pretend surprise not to disappoint Chunhua. I guess she wore you out a lot..."

"You do not know how much. But I must admit that she chose a wonderful place!"

"I can't wait to get there then."

Zhurong, faced with such understanding, pulled over the car and dived to embrace her better half, clutching it to her chest.

"I love you!" she exclaimed, with involvement.

"I'm happy, I love you too. Now, however, do we want to go? I have a party waiting for me; you know... my partner told me to pretend to be surprised..."

Zhurong laughed and shook her head, leaving. At least, Yueying would now protect her from Chunhua's crazy ideas.

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