Chapter 691: On Shen Qing’s birthday, she wished Jiang Yiming a long life

The servants at home received Lu Tingchuan's instructions and knew that today was Shen Qing's birthday, so they decided to give her a good birthday and prepared all her favorite dishes.

She started making the cake early in the morning before daybreak and specially hired a fondant cake master. The doll he made looked about 70% like Shen Qing and was extremely beautiful. When she saw such a cake, she just wanted to collect it and couldn't bear to eat it.

The cake tasted sweet but not greasy, and the fruits had just been airlifted back from abroad. Shen Qing had never seen them before.

Shen Qing lay in bed. She couldn't sleep all night. She had been unconscious for too long and was extremely awake at night. There was a sound of rain outside.

Shen Qing simply sat up, walked over, opened the window and looked outside. She didn't feel anything when she was inside the house, but when she opened the window and looked out, she found that it was raining heavily. She stretched out her hand, and the raindrops as big as pebbles fell on her palm, which hurt a little.

She has been in J City for almost three years, and this is the first time she has seen such heavy rain. Shen Qing hates rainy days.

She was not feeling well. When she opened the window and the cold air from outside blew in, she couldn't help but get goose bumps on her skin. When the wind blew backwards, her skin felt numb and she sneezed.

I don't know how long I stood there, until I could no longer stand, then Shen Qing turned around and lay back on the bed. Maybe because he caught a cold, his head was a little dizzy, and this time Shen Qing fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

She used to be able to fall asleep as soon as she lay down, but now she has to get sick to make herself fall asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shen Qing was woken up by Aunt Lin to have breakfast. Her face was pale and she looked sick. Her body felt very heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on her.

She checked her phone again, but there was still no network.

"Aunt Lin, does your phone have internet?"

Aunt Lin shook her head: "No internet."

It was impossible for a place like this to be without internet. The only explanation was that Lu Tingchuan turned off the internet to prevent her from knowing what was happening outside. He was still on guard against her and Jiang Yiming.

What is there to prevent?

She didn't even dare to think about it, so how could she dare to do it?

Deep love but shallow fate, destined to be unrequited love.

Jiang Yiming was like a seed that fell from the sky and landed in her heart accidentally. It was inconspicuous at first, but as time went by, the seed sprouted and grew vigorously, and finally became a towering tree, covering her entire heart.

Suddenly, a dull pain came from his heart. Shen Qing reached out and touched it, trying to dispel the pain.

Shen Qing followed Aunt Lin downstairs. As soon as she got off the elevator, she was surprised by the neatly arranged row of people standing in front of her.

Chef Lao Li, housekeeper Sun, Aunt Zhang, Aunt Wang, and Aunt Lin also stood over. They stood in a row, holding heart-shaped balloons in their hands, looking at Shen Qing and saying in unison: "Miss Shen, happy 21st birthday."

Twenty-one, such a youthful and energetic age. What is twenty-one like for others?

Shen Qing didn't know. She only knew that she was twenty-one years old. She looked young, but her soul had long been dried up and her heart was as old as in her twilight years.

"Thank you." Shen Qing said thank you in a hoarse voice, and forced a smile.

She had always celebrated her birthday alone in the past, so this time it was rare for so many people to accompany her.

"Come and eat cake."

"The candles are all lit, just waiting to be lit and make a wish."

Shen Qing was led to the restaurant by Aunt Lin. A beautiful cake was placed in the middle of the dining table. Twenty-one candles were required for a twenty-first birthday.

Shen Qing looked at the candle in her hand, then at the beautiful fondant cake on the table, not knowing how to start.

It was not until people around her began to urge her that she carefully inserted the candles one by one on the edge of the cake so as not to ruin the beauty.

After the candles were lit, Shen Qing looked at the flickering candlelight. The air was very good after a night of rain. The window was open, and a cool breeze blew in, causing the candlelight to flicker.

Make a wish...

Shen Qing hasn't had a proper birthday since her grandmother passed away. When her grandmother was alive, she would prepare a bowl of noodles for her, saying they were longevity noodles. When eating the noodles, she should not chew them in half and should suck them from beginning to end, so that she could live a hundred years.

Shen Qing didn't know what wish to make. She had always been unlucky and any wish she made for herself would never come true. It was a waste.

If only my birthday wish could come true...

Shen Qing clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, lowered his head, placed his hands on his brows and prayed silently in his heart.

"May Jiang Yiming live a long and happy life, and become a sensation..."

Shen Qing's smile this time finally came from the heart. She blew out the candles in one breath and cut the cake. Shen Qing ate the cake on the plate, which was very sweet.

Aunt Lin beside her asked her: "Miss Shen, do you think it's sweet?"

It had been bitter for too long, and even the taste of cake was bitter. Shen Qing said, "Sweet."

I was full after eating cake for breakfast. At ten o'clock in the morning, the family doctor came again and took Shen Qing's temperature. It was a low fever, so it was not a big problem.

The family doctor told her to take medicine on time and get well soon, as delaying treatment would lead to a serious illness.

He prescribed very little cold medicine, and the rest were supplements. He also asked the chef to prepare nutritious meals every day to keep Shen Qing in good health.

The family doctor stayed until noon. She hadn't seen Lu Tingchuan in such a long time, so she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Where's Mr. Lu? Why can't I see him?" In the past, Lu Tingchuan was like a wolf, staring at Shen Qing with a fierce look in his eyes. He followed Shen Qing wherever he went and was very annoying. This time, he felt a little uncomfortable when he didn't see him.

"Mr. Lu went out last night."

When the family doctor first arrived here, he saw the birthday cake on the table. He guessed that today might be Shen Qing's birthday. Lu Tingchuan was afraid of upsetting Shen Qing on her birthday, so he hid outside and didn't come back.

I didn’t expect that Lu Tingchuan, who has always been so high and mighty, would have a day to hide.

The family doctor didn't stay long. He said happy birthday to Shen Qing and left.

Today is Children's Day and primary school students are on holiday.

Aunt Lin has a daughter who is in the sixth grade. She went to school in the morning, attended the Children's Day ceremony, received the gifts prepared by the school, and then left school. She didn't bring the key to her house, so she ran here to ask Aunt Lin for the key.

The little girl had been here before, but left after a short stay. She had also seen Shen Qing, but only glanced at him from a distance and didn't dare to get close.

The girl knew Shen Qing because she liked Jiang Yiming. Jiang Yiming was her idol and she was half a fan. She would usually collect autographed photos of Jiang Yiming and check Jiang Yiming's recent schedule in the fan group.

She knew that Jiang Yiming and Shen Qing had acted in a campus drama, which was filmed a year ago and has not been released yet.

Aunt Lin received a call from her daughter and went out to pick her up. As soon as she reached the iron gate outside, she saw her daughter rubbing her eyes with her head down.

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes so red?"

Her eyes were frighteningly red and swollen, obviously because she stayed up all night crying. Aunt Lin paid little attention to her daughter because of work. Seeing her at this moment, she couldn't help but think of the worst. Was her daughter bullied at school?

My eyes, which were already sore and dry, began to cry again because of my mother's words.

Aunt Lin's face was filled with worry as she reached out to wipe her daughter's tears. "What happened? Were you bullied at school? Yuanyuan, come in with me. Let's go in and talk to me properly. Don't cry. If anyone bullied you, I'll go to school right away to seek justice for you."

The little girl choked up and cried breathlessly: "No... no one bullied me..."

"Then what's wrong with you?" Aunt Lin was very anxious when she saw that she didn't say anything. She took her daughter's hand and went into the house, sat on the sofa in the living room, and poured her a glass of water.

After everyone calmed down, the little girl took a deep breath and sobbed, "Mom, the person I loved is dead... He committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Aunt Lin was shocked when she heard this, and wondered who had died. Could it be a good friend in the class?

"Who died..."

"It's Jiang Yiming. You know, I still have his autographed photo in my bedroom. He's dead... He committed suicide by jumping off a building. He clearly told us he would always be there... Why... Why did he break his promise... Mom, I'm so upset..."

She was young and it was her first time to chase stars with all her heart. Jiang Yiming was the first star she liked. In the eyes of fans, idols are more like virtual characters. He is the person they want to become from the bottom of their hearts and a role model.

She never thought of falling in love with someone else. Jiang Yiming's existence encouraged her in her most difficult days. He was really like a star, like the North Star, far away but always staying there to guide them in the right direction.

But now, Jiang Yiming, who was like a star, is dead. He died at the age of 24, and they will never see him again.

"Who... did you say died?" A trembling voice came from behind.