She didn't expect her father to remember her birthday, but she wanted to hear the voices of her relatives on this day......

But even this little extravagance failed to satisfy her.

Cheng Weiwan pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and glanced down at the time on the phone screen.

It's 23:59, and in a minute, her birthday has passed......

It's ridiculous to say that not only does she not know what her father is busy with every day, but she doesn't even know where in the world his father is now.

In her memory, it seems that except for the fact that she took the initiative to call her father, her father never called her except for not answering, or impatiently hanging up her in a hurry after answering, right?

Everyone says that a father's love is like a mountain...... But in her, she had never felt it.

Her father is a famous doctor known to everyone, but who would have known that even his own daughter's illness was seen by unknown doctors.

She was depressed because of Han Zhihui's abandonment, and she called him crying in the middle of the night, and after her father answered, the first thing she said was, do you still want people to sleep, why are you so ignorant? At that time, she was full of grievances and wanted to tell him, but it was such a sentence that made her unable to speak, and she didn't even dare to say the sound of crying, she hung up the phone in a hurry, because she couldn't hold back, there was still a cry overflowing from her mouth, she was sure, he heard clearly, but he didn't call her back, and he didn't even come to see her.

Sometimes, she often thinks that if she didn't have a father at the beginning, maybe she wouldn't have been looking forward to it, but she has, she looks at the girls who grew up with her around her, her father climbs the mountain with her during the holidays, her father drives to pick her up when it rains, and her father takes care of her when she is sick, she always fantasizes about her father doing this to herself...... But year after year, her expectations for her father have never been realized.

thought that he had been sad for many years and would not be sad anymore, but when he really thought of his father, Cheng Weiwan found that his heart was still a little painful.

Her mood has been very good lately, and she is afraid that she will be affected more aggravated, so she hurriedly retracts her thoughts.

The time on the mobile phone has jumped from 11:59 to 0:01, a new day has arrived, her birthday has completely passed, and it is another birthday without a word of blessing for a year.

But it doesn't matter, she hasn't had a birthday since she was a child, the only one is a birthday, and it was also Han Zhihui who acted for her in order to trick her into falling in love with her, and the touching at that time is a joke when I think about it now.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weiwan curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, put down the phone, got up and went into the bathroom.

After coming out of the shower and lying on the bed, Cheng Weiwan realized that Han Zhihui's person was gone.

Didn't he go home? Why is it gone again?

I don't know if it's because of thinking of Han Zhihui, but in the recent period, the bits and pieces that happened between him and her were like a replayed movie, passing through her brain frame by frame.

She wasn't stupid and could see that he had changed.

His temper suddenly became much better, and he didn't get angry with her anymore.

He also hugged her that night, and he also took her and Hanhan for a morning run every morning.

Even if there is no Hanhan by his side, occasionally there is only him and her, and he will say a word or two to her.