"I had a great time today, this is probably the happiest and most satisfying birthday I have ever had in my life." Ai Mo had a smile on her face all the way back, she never thought she would have such a birthday experience. December 31 used to be a nightmare for her every year, and although Anju and I often took time to spend with her, she was really reluctant to spend time with her.

It was the end of one of her previous nightmares, but the beginning of another. She always told herself that December 31 was a turning point for her, a starting point for her to leave the past and regain a new life, but often she was just deceiving herself. What she looked forward to and feared had always been the same thing, and that was the feeling of family.

Family once brought her endless pain, but it was an existence that she could never let go. She was beautiful in this family last year, but she hated the silent torture brought to her by that family, just like Mu Qiming expected, on this special day, Ai Mo has a special memory, which can cover the misfortunes of the past.

Ai Mo was about to turn around and go home, but was stopped by Mu Qiming.

"Everybody has prepared a gift for you."

"Gifts?" Ai Mo has always told An Ying and Mu Qiming not to tell everyone what their birthday is, and no one mentioned the birthday today, even Ai Mo regarded this as an ordinary party.

"An Ju and I didn't say that today was your birthday, and when we called them to come, we just said that we wanted to find a chance for everyone to get together, maybe they thought that since December is your birthday, no matter what day it is, they still want to give you a birthday gift."

Mu Qiming moved the large and small gift boxes in the trunk to the living room of the villa and left, Ai Mo looked at the gift boxes wrapped in various colored stripes and colored paper on the coffee table in the living room, and suddenly felt a little sour nose.

There is no name written on the gift, but it can be seen from the packaging alone, the most artistic part of this packaging must be Liu Muxian's, the most uncaring package must be Qianlian's, the most exquisite selection of materials is naturally An's, and the estimation of the feeling of piling up with money is Annan's, and it seems that the most formal and regular must be Anke's, and the simple packaging with some contradictory decorative ribbons should be You Yi's. And the only one with meticulous but concise packaging is Mu Qiming.

"That's how it feels to receive a birthday present!" Ai Mo felt that her voice was a little trembling, in the vague impression that Ai Mo still had a birthday party in her childhood, but now she only remembered the many people and the laughter of courtesy. Although she didn't receive any birthday wishes on this birthday, the intention of everyone to choose gifts for her and accommodate her and deliberately avoid this day moved her more than ever.

"Xianzi really has a heart." Ai Mo sniffed the smell of the incense test paper, it was a sweet and fresh feeling, no wonder Xianzi had been discussing with her some time ago what type of floral fragrance smelled best, I am afraid to speculate what kind of smell she preferred.

"Poof, what is this? It seems that Qianlian's art appreciation ability is really the same as Xianzi said, and it needs to be improved. Ai Mo picked up the flower arrangement made of immortal flowers, and the feeling of seeing this handiwork should be made by Qianlian himself, but the matching of flowers and the choice of colors are really not flattering.

Looking at all kinds of gifts, the corners of Ai Mo's mouth unconsciously rose, if each gift represents the sincerity that is more important than the daughter, Ai Mo is probably the richest person now.

"Have you opened all the gifts?"

Mu Qiming seemed to be stepping on the point, and called over at this time.

"Well, it's all open, I've never received so many such good gifts."

"It's good if you're happy."

Ai Mo laughed, although she couldn't see Mu Qiming's appearance, she could guess that Mu Qiming must also have a gentle smile on his face at this time.

"But what is this you sent? Are you going to give me that house of yours? Ai Mo looked at the model in front of him and joked.

"If you like."

"Huh?" Ai Mo didn't expect Mu Qiming to say this, "I'm joking, that house has your best memories, and there was once someone you love the most." ”

"So, I want to share this memory with you as well."

Mu Qiming's words were a little ambiguous, which made Ai Mo's heart beat involuntarily.

"There are very few things that can truly be called precious in this life. Just as I never thought that one day I would have you by my side, I never wanted to be able to be at home with a whole bunch of friends, not so much to thank me as to thank each other. ”

It is precisely because they are the same two people who are difficult to open their hearts to the outside world that Ai Mo can understand Mu Qiming's feelings. The old house that belonged to his grandfather and grandmother was actually Mu Qiming's Garden of Eden, and it was also a sacred and inviolable place. It can be said that half of the reason why Mu Qiming opened his home to welcome everyone today was because of her.

"It's a much warmer world than we thought it was, isn't it?" Ai Mo is reluctant to discuss the past at this moment, after today, many things have no value even in memory, because she has more precious memories.

"Have you discovered the functionality of this model?"

"Function?"

Ai Mo just sighed that the model of this mansion was almost exactly the same as the house he saw today, and he didn't notice that it actually had any other functions.

"Is the living room light on? Let's close it first. ”

Ai Mo obediently did it, then turned on the flashlight, and returned to the model in the dark.

"Do you see a fluorescent button?"

"See."

"Press it."

Ai Mo's hand reached over, but she suddenly hesitated, this sense of ritual made her a little nervous, not knowing what she would see next.

Taking a deep breath, Momo's fingertips pressed the button lightly.

In an instant, a halo rippled around the model, as if by magic, and this halo gradually detached from the model and gradually enlarged to form a three-dimensional and illusory image of a small courtyard.

Ai Mo couldn't help but take a few steps back and look again, as if a courtyard that had shrunk several times was located in front of him.

But this virtual image restores not only the courtyard itself, there are some moving figures in it, some people come out to water flowers and prune shrubs, and some people come to play on swings, one sits and pushes the other. Even when there is no one in the yard, the busy figure can be projected in the window of the room, which is a peaceful picture of life.

Suddenly, Ai Mo noticed a figure that looked somewhat familiar.

"What is this?"