Song Qingchun was not polite, he smiled gently at Su Zhinian, raised his finger and pointed to the cake that had burned out the candles, and said, "It's time to cut the cake." ”

"Hmm." Su Zhinian responded, stretched out his hand and took the knife and fork, got up slightly, cut the small and delicate cake into four pieces horizontally and vertically, and then took the plate and helped Song Qingchun hold a piece first, and then put a piece on the plate in front of him.

Su Zhinian doesn't like to eat sweets, just a bite of the cake, he was a little tired of eating it, but he still held a fork and ate it very seriously.

This is the birthday cake she gave him......

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten his own birthday cake.

In his memory, the last time he had a birthday was when he was six years old.

At that time, he and his mother were still living at his grandfather's house, and his mother happened to take the prize money that day and bought her a birthday cake.

Later, he found out that he was different, he didn't like him and his mother's aunt began to exclude them in every way, when he was seven years old, his mother's salary was taken away by his aunt, and his birthday was so ruined, and then he became a monster in everyone's eyes, he was sent to a mental hospital by his mother, on the day of his eighth birthday, not to mention gifts and cakes, he didn't even have a word of blessing, that year's birthday, he just had a person locked up in a room in a mental hospital, Lonely looking out at the blue sky through the small window.

After he came out of the mental hospital, he began to live in the school all year round, at that time he had become dislike to contact people, did not like to talk, and became unable to smile, his classmates did not know his birthday, his mother could not accompany him because of work, and then his birthday became the same as ordinary days, without any particularity.

Until...... It wasn't until he met her later that the idea of a birthday sprouted in his heart for the first time.

Even though that birthday was simply just a meal alone with her.

However, such a small thought was finally shattered.

She didn't come, she didn't even say hello to him, he stood alone on the street, listening to her in the brightly lit high-end restaurant, smiling and smiling "Brother Yinan".

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that on his birthday that year, he drank too much, and then he made a mistake, that mistake, the little bit of relationship that he and she finally got a little closer, became completely fragmented.

On his birthday that year, he ...... Forcibly slept with her.

Su Zhinian's hand holding the fork trembled slightly.

Probably since then, he hasn't had a birthday for many years, and he no longer has the idea of having a birthday.

He actually really thought that he would never have a birthday again in his life.

But he didn't expect that on his birthday this year, she would give him such an unexpected surprise.

It's like, like when he and her first met, he was abandoned by the whole world, but she gave him the most sincere trust: my brother said, you are a bad person, you say a bad person.

The touching and touching that I have not forgotten for so many years are familiar with the surging in my chest again, which makes Su Zhinian's throat and eyes a little blocked.

The cake was soft and glutinous, but he had a hard time swallowing it.

He clearly felt some heat in his eye sockets, pantothenic acid.