She was surprised: "Your birthday? How could it be your birthday? ”

"Everyone has a birthday, why can't I have one?"

"You haven't said that before," she looked at him suspiciously, "you lied, you didn't even say your birthday last year." ”

"At that time, you didn't care about me at all, so I didn't say it."

"Now I don't care about your birthday, and I don't want to know, why do you want to say it?"

"Are you coming to see me? Feng Feng? He stared at her stubbornly, as if he was bound to get an answer. Even if he was inexplicably caught in prison for repeated interrogations, he had a score in his heart, but he had no confidence to say this, Feng Feng, she would come to see herself because she was beaten and wronged - but if she wanted her to come for her birthday, would she? Will it? He saw her eyelashes stir slightly, and his heart trembled, for fear that she would immediately say something of refusal.

For some reason, she couldn't refuse his gaze—it was a strong longing and anticipation, and it was faintly mixed with unease. After all, no one wants to stay in prison, although life in the detention center is not as bad as he imagined, and there is a high probability that he will be released, but after all, no one wants to spend his birthday in prison.

She nodded: "What do you want to eat that day?" ”

There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he was almost a little incoherent: "Feng Feng, do you really want to come to see me?" Are you sure? ”

Her tone was still very calm: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Soy milk fritters. Just eat this. ”

With such a simple request, my heart suddenly became sour, and I remembered the days when he bought breakfast and cooked for himself every day. At that time, his relationship with him was so bad, he ignored him every day, but every day, he would buy breakfast for himself rain or shine, warning himself that people would become stupid if they didn't eat breakfast.

She laughed, "Well, I'll buy it for you." You can rest assured. ”

He stood up, and stretched out his hand again, through the thick glass—he remembered that he had always forgotten that there was a thick glass between him and her!

Suddenly, I hated this nasty transparent substance, and felt that I had never hated it before - after I went out, I must remove all the glass in the house, and I must not let them blatantly block myself and her!

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