She also lost her father and mother, so she was naturally able to understand Fu Yanxing's feelings.

Fu Yan Xingyun smiled lightly, "It's long gone." ”

It's been so many years, and he has long since let it go.

Every year on this day, he routinely goes to his parents' graves to lay flowers. Then when it's time to get off work, continue to work alone.

His birthday is not much different from usual.

This year is different, Jin Yuwei asked him to have dinner this year. If she hadn't said it, he wouldn't have remembered or remembered that it was his birthday. I've been alone for so many years, and I've long been used to it.

There was a ding-dong sound, and the doorbell rang suddenly.

Fu Yanxing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Jin Yuwei hurriedly explained, "I...... The birthday cake I just ordered for you. ”

Since Fu Yanxing said just now that his birthday is his parents' sacrifice day, Jin Yuwei began to regret it.

She looked at Fu Yanxing and said, "I'll go and retreat." ”

Saying that, he hurriedly stepped on his slippers and ran to the door, ready to tell the takeaway brother that he had given it to him.

As soon as he was about to open the door, Fu Yanxing followed the girl to the door, "Since you have bought everything, don't waste it." ”

Jin Yu's face was slightly pale, she turned her head and glanced at him, "But ......"

Today is the day of his parents' sacrifice, if she still celebrates his birthday so heartlessly, won't it look like pouring salt on his wounds?

As if to comfort the girl, a faint smile rose on the corner of Fu Yanxing's lips, "I'm fine." ”

The doorbell rang again, Jin Yuwei hurriedly opened the door, took the cake, politely said thank you, and then turned around and entered the house.

Jin Yu unwrapped the package of the cake slightly, Fu Yanxing glanced at the cake, and the mobile phone suddenly rang, it was an email reminder.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it, the prompt was sent by Jin Yuwei, he looked at Jin Yuwei suspiciously, "What?" ”

Jin Yu chuckled slightly in her heart, she matched her fingers and smirked at Fu Yanxing. "Just look at it......"

The slender fingers clicked on the video email, and one click, it was a video of African children congratulating Fu Yanxing on his happy birthday in fluent Chinese. They beat the drum and congratulated Fu Yanxing on a happy birthday video, and used a small blackboard board next to them to write out the Chinese blackboard newspaper-style font. Finally, the whole video ended with a song "Good Luck Comes".

The corners of Fu Yanxing's forehead twitched, his eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was puzzled, and his face was obviously a little dark.

Jin Yuwei secretly glanced at his expression, hung her head, and whispered, "Birthday present......

A birthday present? It was the first time he had seen such a special birthday present.

Jin Yu was slightly afraid that he would be angry, so she quickly changed the topic and said, "Okay, okay, the cake is ice cream, and it will melt if you don't cut it." ”

Fu Yanxing lowered his eyes and looked at the video, didn't say anything, and clicked on the collection. Shifted his gaze to the cake.

It's a very girly pink.,Feathers are inserted next to it to decorate.,Happy Birthday is written on the cake with white piping.。

Fu Yanxing couldn't help but laugh the moment he saw this cake, a deceptive blind date, a pink cake, and a curious birthday wish.

Everything is very inconsistent with his aesthetics, where it is like giving him a birthday, more like giving her a birthday.

However, it was such a strange birthday that was enough for Fu Yanxing to remember.

Jin Yuwei saw the smile on the corner of Fu Yanxing's lips, and was instantly relieved. She was pleasantly surprised and said, "You're smiling!" ”

Originally, Jin Yuwei was half frightened to death, for fear that Fu Yanxing would be angry. Seeing the man like this, she was a lot more relieved.

Fu Yanxing tried his best to hold back his laughter, and when he heard what the girl said, his expression quickly returned to his previous appearance, "Cut the cake." ”