The night was deep, and it was as cold as water. _ Ya_文8 ___ =-=.

The entire island of Hashima was silent, except for a waning moon that shone a dim silver light.

In the labyrinth of a thousand nights.

In front of the three bamboo huts deep in the bamboo forest, there is a long table made of bamboo. There was an old man with a silver head sitting at the table, and this person was the protagonist in the mouth of everyone just now-Ye Qingqian.

She was dressed tonight in a dark blue cotton dress, her hair was combed neatly, and she had blush on her cheeks, which was obviously carefully groomed.

At this time, she sat on the bamboo stool at the table, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and urged: "Bad, have you done a good job?" ”

There was a bit of anxiety and anticipation in her tone. > Yawen ·-·.·

Today is her birthday, and a few little guys said they would make a birthday cake for her.

Although she didn't know what the birthday cake was in the mouths of these children, seeing that they were very serious about preparing gifts for themselves, Ye Qingqian was still looking forward to this surprise in her heart.

After all, in the past few decades, she has hardly had contact with humans, and she is lonely every birthday, so it's been a long time since she was so lively.

"Alright! Come on! "The crisp and soft sound came from the kitchen, and there was no need to guess, it must be bad.

In the next second, the little guy poked his head out of the kitchen and said mysteriously to the old man sitting at the door: "Grandma Taizu, you close your eyes first." >> Ya>8__='=.'y=a=·"

"Do you want to close your eyes?" Ye Qingqian was very curious about what they had been busy with all night in the kitchen, but he still closed his eyes as he said, "I'm closed, what are you going to do next?" ”

"You can't open your eyes and peek." Bad beckoned to the three boys behind him, and the three of them cautiously walked to the table with a large upside-down washbasin in their hands.

Bad took the basin from their hands, placed it in the center of the long table, and uncovered it.

A round steamed bun the size of a basin is presented in front of you, and the dough does not seem to be leavened well, and the shape must not be good.

But judging from the appearance, you can still see the shadow of the birthday cake.

Bad put a big candle he found during the day in the center of the big steamed bun, and took out the lighter from his coat pocket.

After making all the preparations, she whispered to Xixi beside her, "Brother, go and put out the lights in the kitchen." ”

Xixi went to blow out the oil lamp in the kitchen, and the courtyard suddenly darkened, and only the moonlight spread coldly on the ground.

"Grandma Taizu, you can open your eyes!" While Bad is talking, press the lighter to light the candle.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ye Qingqian saw the big steamed bun under the orange candlelight: "Is this what you call the birthday cake?" ”

The candle flame dances gently in the night breeze, and the soft light paints the birthday cake in the warmest color.

"That's right! There's also a birthday song! Bad clapped his little hands and opened his mouth in a milky voice, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...... Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! ”

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......" The three of them glanced at each other and hummed softly.

The immature children's voices, accompanied by the beat of clapping, echoed in the night sky around the bamboo house, which was particularly beautiful.

Ye Qingqian narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and listened quietly.

After living for such an age, she has never heard a birthday song, but tonight she feels that there is no more intoxicating song in the world.