The author was not in a very good mood the other day.

Not because of the exam, but because of some personal emotional factors.

But today was exceptionally good.

Tonight, the class leader suddenly pulled me to the empty classroom next to me.

The empty classroom was empty and pitch black.

I thought she was coming and asking me to move the table.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a cake with a candle on it.

The cake is not big, but it looks very delicious, and the gift box next to it makes this small gift look even more exquisite.

What is it?

I didn't understand what was going on at first, because I never thought that someone would celebrate my birthday.

And when I saw it up close, I felt something unusual.

This is for me?

I was as happy as a kid who was suddenly smashed with a big bag of candy.

She said.

"This is for you."

With that, she took out a lighter, a little clumsy, and lit the candle with 6 written on it two or three times.

"It's your sixteenth birthday, and you don't have that many candles, so I only got a 6-shaped candle."

"It's fine."

I was on a rollercoaster ride and quickly came to the top, where would I care about such a trivial matter.

Looking at that piece of cake, I thought a lot.

In the past, birthdays were only celebrated by parents when they occasionally remembered them, and they couldn't remember them.

I wanted to throw myself a birthday party like in the novel, but I had to succumb to the harsh reality.

"In two years, you'll be an adult."

Her voice rang softly in my ears.

"Hmm."

"Make a wish."

I nodded, then clasped my hands together.

I've never been in this situation before, so I don't know how to hold my hand correctly.

I can only summon the people I remember blowing out candles on birthdays, and blow on the candles.

The evening breeze lingered by the window, reluctant to admire the candlelight in the classroom.

The moonlight shone on the earth like a light veil.

My mind drifted off into the distance at this critical juncture.

I don't know if the sky outside is full of stars, each star shining in its own light.

All I know is that now I'm really impressed.

The quiet night can't stop my ups and downs.

But even though I was so distracted, I still felt that peace.

Witnessed by the moon outside the window, I made my wish.

"I hope the squad leader has a good time."

I silently hoped in my heart.

Then he greedily made a second wish.

"I hope to reconcile with my good friends."

After making these two wishes, I gently blew out the candle.

Whether the last wish will be fulfilled or not, I don't know anymore.

After all, I'm such a greedy child, God definitely won't like it.

At the end of the day, it's just my wish.

In the end, let's be greedy and look forward to the day when your wish will come true.