"I'm sorry, the phone is out of battery, it hasn't been charged, Shenghuan, what do you have to do with me?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you and Vichy to dinner. ”

From childhood to adulthood, Su Ran's birthday is almost forgotten, Qiao Qing has all his thoughts on Su Hao, maybe he doesn't remember his daughter's birthday at all, and Su Hao may not know what month Su Ran's birthday is.

Lin Shenghuan lived at his grandmother's house for a while when he was a child, and his grandmother's house was next door to Su Ran's house. Because the yards of the two houses are next to each other, only surrounded by a fence, once, his football was kicked into the yard of Su Ran's house, he climbed over the fence to pick up the ball, and accidentally saw a little girl in the house.

That was the first time he had seen Su Ran.

She was carefully pulling Qiao Qing's clothes and begging her: "Mom, it's my birthday today, can you buy me a cake later?"

Qiao Qing looked impatient at the time, and pointed to the sheet music on the table: "Yes, if you can pull this piece out for me at night, I will buy you a cake." ”

After that, Lin Shenghuan heard the sound of a cello coming from next door all day long.

But obviously, Su Ran didn't have the ability to pull out that tune.

Lin Shenghuan later went to the cake shop and bought a small but beautiful cake back, he climbed over the fence in the two yards again, and heard the sound of the cello again, he saw through the window that Su Ran was still practicing, and he had no intention of stopping.

He knocked on the window, Su Ran came over and opened the window suspiciously, and he handed her the cake: "Happy birthday." ”

Every year since then, Lin Shenghuan has been worried that Su Ran will be alone on her birthday, so he will accompany her every time.

I'm looking for her today, but her phone has been turned off.

Knowing that Lin Shenghuan had been looking for her for a day today, Su Ran also felt sorry: "Shenghuan, I'm sorry, I'm ...... today."

Before she could finish speaking, the phone in her hand was withdrawn.

She turned around and saw Song Tingyu standing behind her, holding her mobile phone in her hand, and hung up the phone and threw it on the bedside table.

Su Ran was very dissatisfied with his actions, frowned, and reached out to get the phone, but she and Lin Shenghuan hadn't finished talking.

Song Tingyu pulled her back, and looked at her with deep eyes a little gloomy: "I have said many times that you should keep your distance from Lin Shenghuan, do you take my words as wind in your ears?"

Su Ran was really angry, and slapped his chest with his hand: "That doesn't mean that I want to cut off relations with him, I just maintain the contact that ordinary friends should have with him!"

"Really?" Song Tingyu raised his eyebrows, obviously not convinced.

Su Ran glared at him: "What qualifications do you have to hang up on me?"

"I'm your husband, is this qualified enough?"

"Husband?" Su Ran smiled sarcastically: "What kind of husband are you, what kind of husband are we? Besides, we will divorce soon......

Her voice gradually faded, and there seemed to be some faint sadness between her eyebrows.

Song Tingyu couldn't see her like this, and before he could react, he had already held Su Ran's face, lowered his head, kissed her forehead, eyebrows, and the tip of his nose, all the way down, and finally stopped at her red lips, and then kissed deeply.