Song Canran rolled his eyes, and sure enough, there was no such thing as saying that the car had no gas or anything.

She glanced at the time again, and it was exactly 12 o'clock 10 minutes later.

It's too late anyway, so let's wait.

It's only ten minutes, and what can you do.

Huo Zizhao pulled the zipper for her, and put up the hat on the windbreaker and put it on her head.

Patience.

Meticulous.

Gentle.

Song Cangran raised his face and just hit the bottom of his black eyes.

In the night, his eyes were very bright, which reminded Song Cangran of an adjective that he often heard later, there were stars in his eyes.

The surroundings are very quiet, and occasionally the low chirp of autumn insects is heard.

The eyes are facing each other.

It was as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Song Canran's heartbeat suddenly increased by half a beat.

"Ahem, those gangsters just now, how did you provoke them?" After a moment of silence, she decisively found a topic.

Huo Zizhao shrugged his shoulders and naturally lowered his palm.

"Those bastards, I'm not convinced if I lose the car, I can't afford to lose."

"That's it?"

"Otherwise?"

"Who knows," Song Cangran pouted: "Maybe you have a hatred for killing your father and taking your wife with others, and people will come to you for revenge in such a big battle." ”

The corners of Huo Zizhao's mouth curved, and he reached out and rubbed it on the top of her head: "You are stupid, there is still a possibility of killing your father, and the hatred of taking your wife, what kind of vision do I have, I will take a fancy to his second-hand goods?" ”

Yes, with his vision, the woman he likes is at least a celebrity supermodel traffic flower or something, and the title of national husband is not for nothing.

Song Canran could only hehe.

"Are you hungry?" Huo Zizhao suddenly said: "There seems to be food in my car." ”

"Not hungry." She looked down at her phone again, and there were only three minutes left.

Degrees and seconds are like years.

Huo Zizhao walked to the motorcycle, took out something from the storage compartment under the seat, and when he saw Song Canran looking at him, he suddenly hid the thing behind him.

"What?" Her curiosity was aroused instead, and she smiled slyly: "I can't say it, forget it, I understand." ”

The other party's face was not very good-looking, and he was silent for a second, and took the thing out from behind him.

"At a young age, my mind is full of what, take it, I accidentally broke it just now, you can eat it if you want."

What does it mean for her to eat as much as she wants, it's obvious that he forced it on her to do it.

She took it curiously, and her eyes moved when she saw the boxy box.

In his hand is a small cake box with beautiful packaging, but just now, all the way to the race, the cakes inside are scattered into a ball, and even the lid of the box is covered with cream, and the original shape is completely unrecognizable.

Huo Zizhao took out a slender and long candle, inserted it into the faceless cream paste, and said lazily: "There is no way to buy a new one now, warm baby, just blow out a candle so-so." ”

Because she was stunned, she didn't care about the title of warm baby.

"Who told you I had my birthday today?"

Yes, she didn't remember at all that it would be her 15th birthday after 12 o'clock tonight.

The 15th birthday of the previous life coincided with a change, and she didn't have time.

Later, after her mother died, she didn't celebrate her birthday again.

This forgetfulness is ten years.

She never imagined that the first person to celebrate her birthday after being reborn would be him.

Looking at the young man in front of her, she had some mixed feelings.

Huo Zizhao didn't pay attention to her expression, lowered his head and concentrated on lighting the candle.

"Who? Let me think about it, it seems to be your good friend, by the way, she also sent me a gift for you to pass on, saying that she was worried that you would not accept it. ”