In the room, white toilet paper filled the trash cans.

Song Jiujiu, who was sleepy-eyed, had a fever-reducing patch on his head, and sat up in embarrassment, his throat was dry and uncomfortable, like a fire.

casually picked up the thermos cup on the bedside table, and Song Jiujiu grunted and poured water.

When you are sick, you will know how pitiful you are, and you will know how happy it is if you have someone to rely on at this time.

Song Jiujiu, who finished work the day before yesterday, felt weak and aching, and experience told her that she was infected with a cold by her colleagues.

After going to the pharmacy to buy cold medicine, she went home and took the medicine, and she went to sleep.

After yesterday's night, it seems to be getting better, but there is still a low-grade fever.

It seemed that she had to take another day off today, she picked up her mobile phone and called her boss to ask for leave, and then got up after a slight squint.

Today is her birthday. No one gives themselves obsolescence, at least they can't wronged themselves.

originally wanted to spend it with Ye Yiyi, but unfortunately I went to travel one by one to relax.

Thinking back to the first four birthdays, Bai Shuyan accompanied her every year, and this year it seems that it is going to return to normal again, and it is a bleak birthday.

Supporting his weak body, Song Jiujiu was busy in the kitchen.

After eating the porridge and side dishes, she picked up a series of cake ingredients such as low-gluten flour, butter, eggs, milk, etc., and got busy.

An hour later, the beautiful house cake was finished.

The decorating and fruit decoration everything was perfect, it was a successful cake.

Song Jiujiu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture of it.

The mobile phone rang, and when she looked at Song Xueming's name on the caller ID, she was speechless in surprise.

When the first bell rang, she hadn't answered. I wonder why he called?

Obviously ignoring himself for so many years. When the bell was sung for the second time, she hesitantly answered.

"Hey."

"For a long time, I've come to Jincheng, tell me your address, and I'll take a taxi to find you."

"What? Oh, what's the matter? ”

"We'll talk about it later."

"Okay, I'll send the location to your phone."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jiujiu became nervous in disbelief, why did he come? Are you here for my birthday?

After having this strange thought, I was inexplicably in a good mood, and all my previous dissatisfaction with him slowly dissipated.

Song Jiujiu began to prepare, washing and cutting, burning and frying.

Soon, the simple four dishes and one soup were completed, waiting for the arrival of the host.

An hour later, Song Xueming appeared at the door.

Song Jiujiu opened the door in a complicated mood, he was still the same, with a neat and sharp head, and a clean and refreshing face that did not look old at all.

It's just that the only thing that hasn't changed is his eyes that are as cold as water, still have no temperature, and can't see love.

After an awkward meeting, Song Xueming picked up the freshly brewed green tea on the coffee table and drank it.

After a few polite pleasantries, the two relatives who seemed to be strangers officially entered the topic.

Song Xueming took out an agreement from his bag and said to Song Jiujiu indifferently: "This is a waiver of property agreement, I hope you sign it." ”

Song Jiujiu, who originally had illusions about him, asked with a sneer: "What is this?" ”

Song Xueming patiently explained: "Our house is about to be demolished, just in case, I hope you can sign this"

Song Jiujiu asked unhappily: "Why?" ”

Song Xueming said in an unhappy tone: "There is no why? Because that's none of your business. ”

Then he spoke: "You are not my biological daughter. I wanted to take revenge on your mother, so I didn't let her take you away. After all these years, it was me who was wrong. I hope you can forgive. ”

Frightened by this abrupt remark, Song Jiujiu staggered and sat on the sofa.

Without saying a word, after a long while, he asked in shock: "What the hell is going on?" ”

Song Xueming said calmly: "When I broke up with your current stepmother Yu Qian, I met your mother, and we were ready to get married soon after we met. A week before the wedding, Yu Qian came to me and said that she still loved me and asked to get back together. I didn't agree at the time because I was already in love with your mom. On the day of the wedding, Yu Qian appeared at the wedding with her boyfriend Wen Yuxi. At that time, our wedding room was set at the hotel. After the banquet, I received a call that Yu Qian was going to commit suicide, so I went to the next room of the hotel to find her. On the night of the wedding, I didn't go back to the wedding room all night. The next morning, when I returned to the wedding room full of exhaustion, I found your mother Han Yuhui and Yu Qian's boyfriend Wen Yuxi lying on the bed. I exited the room in pain, not debunking it on the spot. Wen Yuxi told me evilly that he was returning the heart of others in his own way. Later, because I loved her, I chose to suffer in silence, I thought I could forgive her, but we ended up divorced when you were three years old. In order to get revenge on her, I divorced her, and insisted on keeping you by my side, I wanted to make her miserable, and when I saw you for so many years, I was very miserable. Until not long ago, I learned the truth from Yu Qian's mouth, when Yu Qian's boyfriend Wen Yuxi, in order to take revenge on Yu Qian, took advantage of your mother's sleep in the dark to excuse not bringing the key, asked the hotel staff to help open the door, broke into the marriage room and raped your mother. I've misunderstood your mother for so many years, I'm confused. Your mom thought it was me who entered the room, so she didn't know about it. She may still think that you are my child and hers, and she probably doesn't know why I had to divorce her. ”

Song Jiujiu listened to the long and bizarre story, wiped his tears speechlessly, and shouted angrily: "The story is very exciting, but why should I pay for your mistakes when I am innocent?" For so many years, your dad is not like your father, your mother is not like your mother, how miserable are you and me? You adults have absurd love and hatred, why do you want children to take revenge? I hate you. ”

After speaking, he picked up the pen with anger and signed the name.

"You go, I don't want to see you in the future, we can justifiably break off the relationship." Song Jiujiu looked at him indifferently and said cruel words resolutely.

Song Xueming's painful Zou Mei said: "For a long time, I'm sorry, I have always thought that your mother betrayed me all these years, but I didn't expect her to be a victim too." All the mistakes were caused by me, but they hurt both your mother and daughter. That's 200,000 as a little compensation I'll give you. ”

Song Jiujiu threw back the wad of money he put on the coffee table, and said indifferently: "I don't need it, you take it back." From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other. ”

Song Xueming was embarrassed to take back the money and left with a guilty face.

The door was closed again, and Song Jiujiu lay on the sofa crying in grief.

Jokes, everything is a joke. And his own birth is a big joke.

She now seems to be able to explain why Song Xueming treats herself so indifferently?

Why does Yu Qian seem to be a thorn in her side? It turns out that she is an unblessed child, an unfortunate child who has been punished in the mistakes of adults.

A messy adult, a messy life experience, she cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances over the years.

An hour, two hours, three hours, finally after crying, she glanced at the dishes and cakes on the table, got up weakly, came to the table, opened the cake, lit the candles, and made a wish.

Tears followed, the number twenty-three showed the time of all the misfortunes that had befallen her, and the dancing candlelight shone like a little hope in the stars.

Song Jiujiu picked up the spoon and ate the cake frantically, her face and the corners of her mouth were full of traces of cream, and she gulped wildly regardless of her image, as if sweets could dispel the pain.

The doorbell rang, and Song Jiujiu got up in annoyance to open the door.

Standing at the door was Lin Jingxuan, who was holding a large bouquet of roses and gifts.

I haven't seen her for many days, but he is still as chic and handsome as ever, and his bright and handsome eyes look at her with affection.

What the hell is she? His face was covered in white cream, and his eyes were red and swollen and his tears had not dried.

When Song Jiujiu saw that it was Lin Jingxuan, his heart suddenly softened, and he choked up and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Lin Jingxuan's beautiful voice came: "Come to celebrate your birthday, what's wrong with you?" Why does this look like this? ”

Song Jiujiu looked at him with sad tears in his eyes, sobbing and said, "Don't you care? ”

As soon as she said that, she was pulled into a large, extremely warm hug.

The open door blew a cool breeze, and Song Jiujiu eagerly used his mouth full of cream,

Find his thin lips and kiss them without skill.

What's going on? This changeable woman, who was cold to herself a few days ago, kissed herself passionately today.

Lin Jingxuan guided her to retreat, then shook his hand and closed the door, reflexively pushing her behind the door.

For a short time, the air was filled with the sound of men and women breathing heavily, and the sound of imaginary chirps.

Although he couldn't get used to her dirty appearance, he didn't refuse her initiative.

Now she is like a wounded kitten, seeking comfort and licking her wounds. The only thing he could do was cooperate with her and comfort her.

Twenty minutes of long kissing finally ended, a long sweet kiss.

Lin Jingxuan licked the cream on her mouth and face by the way.

"The cake tastes good." Lin Jingxuan said with a smile.

Song Jiujiu was amused by his words, and burst into laughter: "What? ”

"What's going on today? I was too enthusiastic to resist. Lin Jingxuan laughed and teased.

"Cut. You haven't seen it when I'm more enthusiastic. Song Jiujiu pursed his lips and said unconvinced.

Lin Jingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Try it now? ”

"Don't come here, I forgot, I have a cold, it's over, what if I infect you?" After speaking, Song Jiujiu covered his mouth worriedly.

Lin Jingxuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I enjoy this way of infection, even if I am infected, I am willing to do it." ”

A roll of the eyes was given to him, Song Jiujiu walked to the table speechlessly, picked up the dishes, and went into the kitchen to heat them.

After a while, the two people at the table calmly began to eat.

Lin Jingxuan ate very fragrantly, and after a while, he had already eaten a bowl and began to eat a second bowl.

"It tastes good." Picky, he changed his poisonous tongue and praised her.

The sun came out of the west, Song Jiujiu glanced at it in surprise, and continued to eat obediently.

After a long time, she put down the dishes and chopsticks and said sadly: "I don't have a surname, and I have been deprived of my surname." ”

Lin Jingxuan looked at her puzzled.

She smiled bitterly and continued: "It turns out that my biological father is a stranger who I still don't know where he is? Ridiculous, right? My bad background is probably the most taboo version of your wealthy family. ”

Lin Jingxuan didn't know how to answer, and looked at her silently.

Song Jiujiu continued to speak alone without care: "Do you want to hear the story?" It's free. ”

After speaking, she spoke calmly, seemingly calmly at the beginning, but when she finished speaking, she had already wept sadly.

Lin Jingxuan walked over and hugged her gently, stroked her head, and waited for her to calm down.

"It's hot, you have a fever?" Lin Jingxuan asked nervously.

Song Jiujiu replied weakly: "Yes, I have a fever, I'm so tired." ”

Lin Jingxuan picked her up without hesitation and rushed to the hospital.