Suddenly, he raised his voice so loudly, and she reacted.

"Huh? What did you just say? ”

Cheng Zixuan on the other end of the phone sighed, my sister's work must be very busy, and I just estimated that I would think about it elsewhere all of a sudden.

"I mean, it's your birthday next Saturday, ...... this year."

Cheng Zixuan was silent halfway through his words, not for anything else, because every year's birthday is the most uncomfortable day for his sister.

On that day nine years ago, the two of them became each other's thickest relatives in the world.

Since that day, my sister has never had a good birthday.

In the beginning, it was on this day of the year to find a place to hide and be sad.

Later, she entered the Municipal * Bureau, and because of the case three years ago, she was basically working overtime in the past few years, and she didn't have time to live well.

There has been such a big thing recently, Cheng Zixuan actually knows in his heart that there is probably no way for her to have a good birthday this year.

But as if he were on a mission every year, he would still bite the bullet and ask again.

When Huang Qianqian heard the birthday, the residual emotions of the original owner inevitably poured out.

There was a sullen feeling in my heart for a while, nine years ago...... May 18, 2015, the day the original owner's parents committed suicide.

Let's not say that the original owner didn't plan to celebrate her birthday at all, she is in this situation now, and she estimates that she will be busy to death in the past few days.

Have a yarn birthday!

"No need, as I said, if I don't find the truth, that day will never be my birthday."

The meaning behind this sentence is understood by both people, it is never her birthday, it is always just the day of their parents' sacrifice.

Cheng Zixuan was silent for a moment: "Okay, sister, pay attention to your body, remember to come back for dinner when you have time, that day...... If you don't have time, I'll send you that bouquet with you. ”

"Well, I know, I still have something to do, you get busy first."

"Okay, sister, ...... again See. ”

Cheng Zixuan is actually very repulsive to the current way the two of them get along.

He always felt that his sister seemed to be very far away from him.

It's like this every time, after calling her, I always can't talk a few words and hang up again.

In the exquisitely decorated office, Cheng Zixuan looked at the mobile phone screen that had been hung up on the opposite side, and he didn't know what was going on in his head for a while.

It's a completely blank state.

He froze for a long time, then his eyes fell on a delicately framed photograph on his desk.

In the background of the photo is a beach and a family of four is having a great time there.

Cheng Zixi in the photo is smiling very happily, lively and happy, full of youth.

There is a very cute ball head tied to his head, and his appearance is not much different from now.

But if this photo is shown to anyone, I am afraid there is no way to associate the person in the photo with the living Yama King of the Jiangzhou City * Bureau.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Cheng Zixuan's mouth, and then he picked up the landline on the desk and dialed the secretary's number.

"Push off all the trips for next Saturday ......"

Huang Qianqian put down her phone, although she promised what she said, but in fact, she had already decided.

On that day, no matter how busy she was, even if she used a little special transportation, she would go to see where she should go.

(End of chapter)