"This year's winter is very warm...... Yijing unbuttoned her coat and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

The lazy daylight evoked her weariness.

Shen Xichen didn't talk much, and along the way, basically only Yi Jing's voice reconciled the atmosphere. If it hadn't been for the talkative Yiyi, Shen Xichen's face would have darkened all the way.

This can be regarded as saving face, and he will take a sentence or two when he is free, but if it is someone else, Shen Xichen will ignore it.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I'm afraid that if I say too much, some emotions will be revealed.

"Shen Xichen, I heard that you are on New Year's Day?"

This is still what Yi Jing heard from Ai Wenxin, and a group of servants have already spread the news of Young Master Shen's birthday in this mansion.

"Yes, but at this time, everyone is busy with the holidays, and often no one remembers." In my impression, there are very few people who remember his birthday, his mother likes to travel around Shijie abroad, and his father always goes to celebrate the holidays with Cheng Yi and their family.

The loneliest day of the year is his birthday.

The other children happily held their family's hands and sang birthday songs, but he couldn't even remember the melody of the birthday song. Since he was a child, no one has sung birthday songs with him.

It's just that his birthday is such an easy-to-remember day on New Year's Day, and every time he looks at the calendar, he will think of his damn birthday. Therefore, on New Year's Day, Shen Xichen would always lock himself in the office and order himself to forget this special holiday.

"How could it be! I've already remembered it, it's so easy to remember on New Year's Day......" Yijing could feel the loneliness in Shen Xichen's tone.

No matter how you say it, I have someone to help celebrate my birthday in the past 20 years, and I am happier than him Shen Xichen.

"It's because it's so easy to remember, so easy that it's hard for me to forget."

Yijing thought of such a scene in her mind: a little boy lonely in front of a cake to wish him a happy birthday, no one around him to blow out the candle until the candle burned to the end, leaving only a trace of green smoke.

Obviously, there are lights outside, but there are lights here.

"Shen Xichen, I have booked your birthday this year. Just think of it as if you were with me, you can't lock yourself in the office, no matter how much official business you have, don't forget that I'm waiting for you. Your birthday, I'll always remember. Yi Jing solemnly raised her pink fist and said, as if she was swearing to the sky.

Shen Xichen looked at Yi Jing's serious expression and couldn't help but be distracted.

She said she would help him celebrate his birthday this year.

She said she would always remember his birthday.

He didn't understand what this woman was thinking!

It's clear that he's so dangerous, and it's clear that he's not worthy of him treating him like this.

Clearly...... I'm using her!

She is still a moth to the fire, and would rather be covered in bruises than hug his iceberg, which is cold to the heart.

He couldn't have seen her love.

Really, these months, day by day clearer.

Shen Xichen didn't know that Yiyi was just afraid, afraid that after the child in her belly was born, there would never be such an opportunity to get so close to Shen Xichen and talk about the world.

But Shen Xichen couldn't accept her love...... Therefore, even if he softened his attitude, he would never say those three words.

There was a big hurdle in his heart, so that Shen Xichen could only look at Yiyi on the other side, but he couldn't go over and hug her.

"Okay." A warm voice sounded, Shen Xichen turned his head to look at Yijing who was leaning on his shoulder, but sighed.

The sun gave Yiyi tiredness, and the gentle wind blew her to sleep. In a daze, Yijing leaned on Shen Xichen's broad shoulder and fell asleep.

Who called her pregnant, drowsy?

The sleeping Yijing was very peaceful, her lips were closed, her cheeks were slightly red, her long and curled eyelashes trembled from time to time, her brows were slightly tight, but they were quickly stretched, and the corners of her lips were inadvertently hooked.

How can such a beautiful woman not be tempted?

Raising his hand to gently remove the bangs in front of Yi Jing's forehead, Shen Xichen carefully branded a kiss on it.

"I'm sorry."

In just three words, the voice was so small that he could hardly hear it, but it was thrown into his heart with an incomparably heavy weight.