Chapter 108, Birthday

Chapter 108, Birthday

[(Space) I remember that on my son’s 18th birthday, I gave him the world’s fastest sports car, Bugatti Veyron. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that my son’s name is Caesar Gattuso, a very handsome young man who loves his father, me, very much.]

Zhuo: “…” I think you are lying.

But on second thought, that’s not necessarily the case.

Who can say that Caesar didn't love his father?

He is an outsider, so it's better not to define him.

Then look.

【(space)Caesar loves the car I gave him, which makes me very proud. 】

No, it will soon be taken out for betting and then given away.

【(Space) So my friend, on your 18th birthday, I also want to give you a special gift. I have thought about it a lot, whether it is a handmade suit from Italy, or the jewels in the crown of the Queen of England, or a latest rocket motorcycle... I heard that the latest motorcycle has a rocket booster, and my son loves it.

【(Space)Zhuo Jun, I know you are a person who loves freedom. In this case, these gifts will make me look very vulgar. 】

Actually, I don’t mind you being a little vulgar, because I am also quite vulgar, Zhuo thought to himself.

【(Space)As a father, I think the best gift for my children is a complete love and a sincere friendship. My son is very rebellious, so his love is incomplete. And he has no friendship.

【(Space)Of course, I am not an antique from the feudal society. Now is a new society, so there is no need to worry about arranged marriages.

【(Space)I am very open-minded.

【(Space)The rain will stop in three hours, and the moon will be brighter than ever. Even if there is water on the road, it will still light up the road. It's a good time to go out for a walk~anywhere is fine.

【(Space)Of course, remember to go home early, rest early, and don’t let your parents worry. Parents are the people who love their children the most in the world, no one else.

【(Space)It’s all up to you, I promise.

【(Space)Once again, happy birthday, Zhuojun. 】

——Pompeo Gattuso.

The letter ends here.

His hands hung naturally, and he raised them to look out the window. It was pitch black outside, but there was thunder and no sign of the rain stopping.

The room was quite bright.

The light is reflected on the glass.

Zhuo saw his own face in the reflection of the glass, an ordinary, expressionless face, with hair that had grown a little longer, covering his eyes.

Just like his birthday, March 3, a very ordinary time.

There is no festival worth celebrating.

"Birthday greetings from Pompeii?"

A very clever letter.

It not only expresses the sincere congratulations on his birthday, but also subtly shows that you have always been paying attention to him...even his birthday.

And, in a subtle and non-offensive way, he demonstrated his strength and wisdom.

For example: the time to read the letter.

For example: In three hours, the rain will stop.

Also: After three hours, go out for a walk, anywhere is fine.

Utsunomiya Shuo didn't understand what this meant and what going out meant.

Tokyo is so big, with four directions of north and south, what's the point of doing this?

But since these words came from Pompey's mouth, things would probably happen as he thought...if he went out.

These "gods" are just so awesome.

There's nothing you can do about it.

As for what he meant by love and friendship, Zhuo didn’t understand... Give him a wife?

is it possible?

Moreover, Pompey made it clear that he did not like being controlled by others.

Zhuo Ke didn't think that Pompey would do something that would cause him to lose favorability.

So what does that mean?
However, judging from the other party's tone and arrangements, there is really no need to worry about the other party harming you.

But we also need to be vigilant.

Although his vigilance had almost no effect.

Utsunomiya Shuo has never been like other time travelers who underestimate the power and wisdom of these dragon kings. Since Pompeii said that he could give him love, he must have his reasons.

This is certain. Although we are reluctant, each of us says that love comes from our own heart.

But, Caesar and Nuonuo, Lu Mingfei and Eri, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi...which one of them was not arranged?

Countless coincidences, which are not accidental, make up what you think is love.

But you have no idea.

That's their wisdom.

Now it was Utsunomiya's turn, and he didn't know what to do.

...Want to ask Zero?

Forget it, Zero is also from that side.

It’s not a question of trust or not, but a question of stance.

Utsunomiya Shuo has his own stance, and so does Zero.

He was unwilling to deceive himself.

It's still raining outside.

Utsunomiya Shuo pushed open the window, and the cold wind immediately squeezed into the balcony, carrying with it a few rebellious raindrops.

The wind and rain hit my face and it felt a little cold.

But it’s a lot more comfortable.

The balcony of his house faces north because the sunny side is occupied by the bedroom.

From here, looking east, west, and north, I tried my best to look to the end of my sight, trying to see something... but there was nothing except tall buildings and neon lights.

There are still pedestrians on the roadside hurrying on their way. At this time, there are still people working hard.

Holding an umbrella, walking in the water.

He is already very lucky.

Zhuo took a deep breath. Although the air in the rain was a little humid, it was very fresh and comfortable.

Then roll up the window and walk back.

Just at this moment, Ling came out of the kitchen, stood inside the kitchen, with only half of his body exposed, and looked at him quietly.

No words were spoken.

"A letter."

Zhuo smiled and shook the envelope in his hand.

Ling looked at him for another two seconds, nodded, and didn't ask any further questions.

"There's nothing wrong with the electrical appliances. I've checked the wiring, too."

"Well, thank you."

"See you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow."

After saying that, Zero took off his apron from around his waist, placed it somewhere in the kitchen, and walked towards the entrance.

The moment he walked past Utsunomiya Shuo, he seemed to hear a very soft "Happy Birthday", but it was too vague, so he couldn't help but look at Zero to confirm whether it was an illusion.

At this time, Ling had his back to him and was bending down to change his shoes.

After a few seconds, Zero turned around again and bowed gently to say goodbye.

There was no trace of it on his expression.

Then he went out.

Zhuo looked at the empty entrance and the closed door, scratched his cheek, went into the bathroom to wash up and prepare for bed.

In the mirror, Zhuo saw the somewhat stiff "smile" on his face, frowned and looked away.

"That's outrageous."

Zhuo said this to himself as he lay in bed and before falling asleep.

As for the "gift" Pompeii mentioned...

He still doesn't know himself well enough.

He, Utsunomiya Shuo, is too lazy to go out.

(End of this chapter)