What catches your eye on the screen of your phone is a string of unfamiliar numbers with no notes.

Nanyi swiped to answer, holding the phone and putting it to his ear: "Hey, hello." ”

Han Li quieted his voice at the right time, and only half of the cake on the table was eaten, and he picked out the cherries that Nanyi liked to eat and put them on her plate.

He leaned over and clearly heard a hoarse male voice coming from the earpiece: "Nanyi, happy birthday." ”

The voice seemed familiar, but Han Li didn't recognize it for a while.

He couldn't remember where he had heard it.....

Nanyi immediately heard it.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little more pleasant: "How do you know my birthday?" ”

There was silence for six or seven seconds on the other end of the line.

Maybe I don't know how to speak, or maybe I can't speak at all, my tone is several times heavier than just now, and the boy's vague and hoarse voice slowly enters his ears with the sound of the wind outside: "I wish you for him." ”

Han Li sat back in place, unable to hear the voice on the phone, and could only judge the content of their conversation through Nanyi's expression and words. He had no intention of snooping, but the little girl was smiling too happily, more than at any other time tonight.

The boy leaned lazily back in his chair, supported his forehead with one hand, and couldn't help but listen a little more with interest.

He heard Nanyi reply: "What else did he say?" ”

The little girl smiled, her amber eyes sparkling.

The boy on the other end of the phone stood in front of the window of the hospital room, and saw the brilliant fireworks set off over the city through the huge glass.

With a touch of heaviness and deep thought in his eyes, the amorous peach blossom eyes are no longer in the same figure as before, at ten o'clock, the fireworks show ended, and when the last fireworks passed, he pressed the cigarette butt that was about to burn to the end, and answered Nanyi's question: "That's it." ”

The boy really only asked him to bring one sentence: Nanyi, happy birthday.

One more sentence.

He was afraid of burdening the princess.

"Okay, got it, thanks."

The little girl's unmuffled laughter passed through the earpiece to her eardrums.

Whether it was deliberate or sincere to laugh as soon as I heard it, I knew that the princess really shouldn't be mixed with them, and the boy spoke, his tone was more serious than ever: "Nanyi, happy birthday, this sentence is mine." ”

Without waiting for the little girl to say thank you, he hung up the phone to himself.

There was a man-made lake downstairs in the hospital, and the boy opened the window, and the cool breeze of the night blew away the last bit of soot on the windowsill.

Raising his hand and throwing his phone into the artificial lake, he said 'fuck' to the night, and the boy who had already changed into a hospital gown turned around and left the ward without looking back.

He didn't close the window.

As the smell of smoke cleared, the wind blew the thin envelope on the bedside table.

The word Nanyi on the envelope looked particularly clear under the light, but it was also lonely.

Not much money.

Not enough to pay for medical bills, and not enough to pay the rent of the billiard hall.

But it's his entire net worth.

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The call ended quickly.

Han Li watched the little girl opposite smile and tears gradually gathered in her eyes.

She blinked, tears crackling and smashing down.

Han Li sat up straight in an instant, panicking: "Xiao Nanyi ....."

Nanyi is still laughing and crying.

Stuff the sweet cherries that Han Li picked out for her one by one into her mouth.

Sweet mixed with salty, she smiled at Han Li while eating, as if to prove how happy she was.

Stimulated by her tears, his mind cleared, and between the calcium carbide sparks, the boy suddenly remembered who the voice on the phone came from.

Ning Zhixu's best brother.

Chen Ange.