Out of the hospital, Song Xingran looked at the time.

It's nine o'clock in the evening.

How long has she been asleep in a daze?

"Ah sneeze~"

I accidentally sneezed again.

My nose is a little itchy and my throat is a little uncomfortable.

However, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, Song Xingran felt that it didn't matter if it was cold, it was wonderful to be able to watch the snow with Lu Qingchen.

Thinking about it like this, Song Xingran suddenly felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was suddenly full of energy.

But it suddenly occurred to her that she seemed to ...... I haven't prepared a gift for Lu Qingchen yet.

This is a serious problem.

Song Xingran looked into the distance, and she remembered that there seemed to be a trinket shop in this place.

You can buy apples, and you can buy "gifts".

Walking to the trinket store, Song Xingran first picked a packaged apple.

I looked at the other things inside.

It's all what little girls like, what stuffed bears, crystal balls, music boxes, etc......

There is nothing for boys.

Just when Song Xingran was very entangled, she inadvertently saw a pair of rings.

But this ring, at first glance, is not pure silver, such a cheap thing, will Lu Qingchen accept it?

But she doesn't seem to have any other choice now.

Plus this is another couple ring, so ......

Song Xingran finally bought it.

It was already late when she arrived at Ning He Yuan, but the lights in Ning He Yuan were still bright.

Song Xingran sneezed again, and although his head hurt a little, he still endured it and walked in.

Aunt Fang saw Song Xingran and hurriedly greeted her.

"Miss Song, why is it so late? The young master has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Song Xingran looked at Aunt Fang, a little unsure of the meaning of her words.

Lu Qingchen has been waiting for her for a long time?

Yes, when he sent her home yesterday, she said let him wait at home!

"The young master doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

It's all fine in the morning, but in the afternoon it's getting more and more wrong.

At night, the whole person seems to be shrouded in a layer of gloom.

The servants of Ning Heyuan didn't dare to take a breath.

"Where is he?"

Song Xingran rubbed his cold hands and asked.

Aunt Fang looked upstairs in the direction: "The young master is in the room." ”

Song Xingran: "......" didn't even live in the study this time, which is very good.

Coming to the door of Lu Qingchen's room, Song Xingran knocked on the door.

There was no response inside.

She knocked again.

And said, "Brother Lu, are you inside?" ”

At the moment, the lights in the house are not turned on, and it is dark.

Lu Qingchen sat on a chair by the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the little spark light was particularly prominent in the darkness.

Hearing her voice, Lu Qingchen's body was slightly stunned, and his dark eyes looked at the door.

After a long time of not being able to get an answer from the people inside, Song Xingran knocked on the door again and said, "Shall I come in?" ”

There was still no response inside.

Song Xingran took a deep breath, pressed the doorknob, and opened the door.

It was dark in the room, but Song Xingran still glanced at it and saw Lu Qingchen sitting on a chair.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Song Xingran said, and prepared to find the switch of the light in the room.

At this time, the thin lips of the man sitting in the chair were slightly opened, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Come here."

In the dark, it seems a little lustful.

Song Xingran: "......" is a proper ancient domineering president style.

With the help of the light coming from outside the house, Song Xingran walked over.

Walking up to the man, the pungent smell of smoke made her head even more dizzy.

There was a slight itch in her throat, and she couldn't help but cough.

Lu Qingchen heard her cough and frowned slightly.

Snuff out the cigarette in your hand and throw it into the ashtray next to it.

Song Xingran is really not suitable for such darkness.

Because in the darkness, she felt a little nervous.

There is no way to see Lu Qingchen's face and eyes clearly.

It made her feel very insecure.

She pursed her lips subconsciously, and then remembered the gift she brought.

In the faint light, she took something out of her bag.

"This is the fruit of peace, this is the ...... Birthday present. ”

An apple, a ring.

Looking at the ring, she was actually a little weak-hearted, and explained like a thief: "When I bought this ring, I only had a pair, and I didn't sell it alone, so I kept one for myself." ”

When Lu Qingchen heard this, her warm big hand attached to her hand.

Song Xingran thought that he was coming to get the ring, so he pushed his hand forward, and as a result, his whole hand was held by him.

Her hands were a little cold.

Lu Qingchen's hand was slightly warm, just right.

For a moment, Song Xingran suddenly became a little nervous.

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do.

She bit her lip lightly and said, "It's snowing outside, do you want to go out and have a look?" ”

"Okay."

His voice was low and magnetic, and suddenly, he stood up and left.

Song Xingran was a little embarrassed to be held by him like this, and wanted to break free of his hand, but he held it tighter.

"Don't move, Nuan."

The little girl's hands are always so cold.

She was obedient and didn't dare to move.

A sweet joy was born in my heart.

Anyway, it's just a lot of fun.

The courtyard of Ningheyuan is brightly lit, gilding the white snowflakes with a pale yellow glow.

Pieces of snowflakes fell on Song Xing's dyed hair, she stretched out her hand to dust it, but it fell a little more, and she simply didn't care about it.

The small ring, along with Song Xingran's hand, was held by Lu Qingchen, as if he was holding something precious.

Reluctant to let go.

Before she came, he thought she would come today.

So my heart became more and more irritable, and I trapped myself again.

But as soon as he heard her voice, the haze in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He finally knew what that strange feeling had been in his heart for so long.

It was a joy from the heart, that is, a liking for her.

The white snowflakes fell on the two of them, and Song Xingran looked up at him.

The corners of his mouth raised a sweet smile: "Lu Qingchen, happy birthday." ”

Looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, his heart moved, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Song Xingran was inexplicably stunned, and was suddenly at a loss.

He kissed her......

I don't know how long it took for him to finally let go of her.

The little girl leaned into his arms, and heard only the man's deep and melodious voice sound.

"There's still a month."

"Huh?" Song Xingran blinked incomprehensibly.

What is still a month.

Lu Qingchen's chin rested on the top of her head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile: "There is still a month, and you will be an adult." ”

We'll be together.

Song Xingran blushed inexplicably.

But at this moment, she is happy in her heart.

This kind of scene, she seems to have only seen it in Korean dramas.

Suddenly, she hugged his waist and said, "Lu Qingchen, you have to be safe all the time." ”

Today is Christmas Eve.

She wanted him to be safe and happy all the time.

Lu Qingchen thought that this was the most meaningful birthday he had ever had.

Because Heaven gave him a gift.

Precious.

Let him know that he is no longer alone.

(End of chapter)