When he grew up, he didn't need the company of his parents, so he felt more and more that celebrating his birthday was a very chicken thing, and at first there were friends who had to pester him for his birthday. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After being ignored and rejected by him many times, his friends around him didn't celebrate his birthday anymore, at most they just sent him a text message on his birthday.

The next day was like every day of the 365 days, and there was no special meaning.

If it weren't for the warmth mentioned, Chang Minxiao would have forgotten that she was going to have a birthday.

It's still next week, yes, it's only five days, and he's on his birthday.

Maybe my parents don't remember.

Chang Minxiao's eyes were stunned, although she didn't know how she knew warmth, but her heart was very warm.

He didn't speak, but hugged the warmth tighter, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I'll give you a birthday, okay?"

Chang Minxiao was just a little surprised just now, why did she know why she was warm, because she was remembered by her lover for her birthday, and a trace of warmth floated in her heart.

And at this moment, when the warm and soft voice floated to his ears.

Chang Minxiao felt that the whole person was stiff, he would be 26 years old in a few days, and it was the first time in more than 20 years that he had heard such a pleasant voice.

I'll give you a birthday, okay?

All right?

Okay, good, good-

How many nights, he looks forward to his parents coming home, hoping that he can be like ordinary children, on the day of his birthday, he can get a small gift carefully selected by his parents, which may not be precious, it may be just a baseball glove and a badminton racket, but their parents prepared for them.

As for Chang Minxiao, his birthday gift is always chosen by his parents' assistants.

Those gifts, expensive may be the income of an ordinary family for a year, but they are cold and have no feelings.

He just glanced at it and tossed it aside.

His parents wouldn't remember his birthday, and at first he would cry behind his mother's buttocks, wondering why they forgot his birthday.

But my mother always said coldly, "I haven't forgotten that I didn't ask someone to give you a gift." ”

Yes, I called someone and gave a gift.

Since when did you celebrate your only son's birthday, you already need to find someone to replace you?

Since then, Chang Minxiao no longer has any illusions that his parents will remember his birthday, let alone that they will hug and kiss him like other parents.

Later, when he grew up, his friends would always remember his birthday, and they would give him more expensive gifts, cars, watches, and everything they felt was valuable, to please him, to please him, to get the opportunities he wanted.

Chang Minxiao's only illusion about her birthday was shattered at that time, and she never had a birthday again.

But today, Xiao Nuannuan actually knew his birthday, and took the initiative to say that he wanted him to celebrate his birthday.

That feeling, like a heart that had been calm like a pool of stagnant water, rippled again, and the cold and dull heart gradually melted because of the warmth.

This woman is really, just thinking about how to make her fall in love with herself, but her heart that she can't control is a thousand times deeper.

Seeing that Chang Minxiao didn't speak for a long time, she was a little panicked, she knew that Chang Minxiao was always surrounded by many people, and her birthday was five days away.

Someone else has already booked it, so wouldn't she just go and participate in it, what's the point?

On her birthday, Chang Minxiao spent so much thought, and in the end she wasted it.

This time Chang Minxiao's birthday, the warmth wants to show it well no matter what, and Chang Minxiao has an unforgettable memory.

She blinked her big watery eyes, and her inky eyes contained mortal stars.

"Could it be that someone is already ready to help you celebrate your birthday?" Saying this, Warmth was a little disappointed.

Chang Min looked at him with warm and disappointed eyes, and hurriedly denied it, "Of course not, of course my birthday has to be passed by my girlfriend for me, everyone else will stand aside, just the two of us, together." ”

Is it just the two of us?

Just a little bit of loss, the smoke disappeared, and the warmth was so afraid that Chang Minxiao would say, I'm sorry, the birthday has been arranged, she just needs to dress beautifully to participate.

After all, he is the president of Haixiang, and there must be a lot of people queuing up to celebrate his birthday.

It's all like this in TV dramas, and the general president, the young lady of a rich family, and the young master will hold an important ball on their birthday.

Didn't the princess and prince in the TV series meet at that kind of drinking party?

Now that I think about it, she and Chang Minxiao seem to have met at a drinking party, but she is not a princess, but a poor student who went to play soy sauce and hired a day with a mask of 1,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Wen Wen couldn't help but feel funny, if it wasn't for the drinking party at that time, she wouldn't have met Chang Minxiao, and a series of things would not have happened.

Fate is such a wonderful thing.

Chang Minxiao pecked lightly on her warm face.

I have never looked forward to the arrival of a certain day as much as I do now, how much I want my birthday to come sooner, so that I know how Xiao Nuannuan will prepare for him.

In fact, Chang Min Xiao didn't want to receive any gifts, as long as the warmth would accompany him on this day, he would already be satisfied.

......

Chang Yihan walked in the cold corridor of the hospital, it was obviously the middle of summer, but he still felt cold in the hospital.

He stopped in front of a hospital room, and through the glass window, he could see a kind woman lying on the bed.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Chang Minxiao's steps were very light, as if a little force would disturb the sleeping person.

"Mom, I've come to see you."

Chang Yihan sat on the edge of the hospital bed, took the woman's hand, put it on his face, and stroked it gently.

The woman on the bed, sleeping peacefully, the years have not left a trace on her face.

Just like the beginning, quiet and beautiful.

20 years ago today, Chang Yihan's father committed suicide by jumping off a building, when he was only eight years old.

He saw his father leap and disappear in front of him and his mother, no matter how much he and his mother shouted and begged, his father did not look at them, just like that, jumped down.

He was only eight years old at the time, and he didn't know why his father abandoned him and his mother, why he chose to commit suicide, wasn't everything good, how did it change overnight.

The father jumped off the building and died instantly.

And the mother swallowed a large amount of sleeping pills that day, although Chang Yihan found out in time and called an ambulance to save her mother's life.

But since then, my mother never opened her eyes again, as if she was asleep, and the doctor said that my mother was in a vegetative state, and he did not understand what a vegetative person was at that time.

It wasn't until he was sent to his uncle's house for foster care that he didn't find out that his mother was not asleep, but that he might never wake up for the rest of his life.

A trace of mist appeared in Chang Yihan's eyes.