What is a birthday?

When she was very young, Veronica Yip's concept of birthdays was her parents.

When she was little, her parents would always come home on her birthday, take her to the amusement park, and buy her pretty dresses and delicious snacks.

Later, after his parents sacrificed their lives for their country, his birthday became a source of comfort for his grandfather.

Grandpa never celebrated his birthday, but when he did, Ye Yuqing felt it wasn't right. So, gradually she stopped wanting to celebrate her birthday, and it became just another ordinary day.

She doesn't have a birthday.

She hasn't had a birthday since she turned 18.

But her grandfather wanted her to have a birthday.

Grandpa said that he is an old man and he can't keep up with the times. He has always hoped that Yip Yuk-hing could celebrate her birthday again, but Yip Yuk-hing doesn't know who to celebrate her birthday with.

Because Grandpa said that you shouldn't spend your birthday alone.

If someone is having a birthday.

That's not a birthday, that's loneliness, that's desolation.

But today.

Four years later, Veronica Yip celebrated her birthday once again.

Her long eyelashes trembled as she blew out the candles, her bright eyes fixed on Lin Yifeng.

She didn't know what to do next, just like she didn't know how to celebrate a birthday with people her own age.

profound.

wrong!

Lin Yifeng and I are not the same age.

She is twenty-one years old this year.

Lin Yifeng is only eighteen years old.

She is three years older than Lam Yat-fung.

"We were supposed to sing a happy birthday song, but since you don't like Western things, let's skip it."

Veronica Yip doesn't like Western things; she doesn't drink Coca-Cola or eat KFC or McDonald's.

Lam Yat-fung didn't sing "Still needing Persian oil," but instead wished Veronica Yip a happy birthday.

"profound!"

Ye Yuqing gave an "oh" and continued to look at Lin Yifeng. Lin Yifeng's gaze fell on Ye Yuqing's face, on her stunningly beautiful appearance that could change one's worldview.

Ye Yuqing is very beautiful, but at this moment Lin Yifeng's attention is not on Ye Yuqing's delicate face, but on her constantly trembling eyelashes.

Many people know that human eyes can speak, but few people know that eyelashes can also convey some content and emotions.

Ye Yuqing's constantly trembling eyelashes told Lin Yifeng that she was not at peace at the moment.

"Let's divide the cake."

Veronica Yip didn't have an egg-cutting knife at home, but that didn't matter; a kitchen knife can be used for almost anything.

With a single stroke of the clean kitchen knife, Lin Yifeng cut the cake in two. He gave the larger portion to Ye Yuqing and kept the smaller portion for himself.

Then, Lin Yifeng slammed open a bottle of Tianfu Cola. It was Wallace's chilled Tianfu Cola, still steaming cold when poured into the glass.

Can I drink alcohol?

"I've never had it."

"Want some?"

"Okay, sure."

Lin Yifeng opened another bottle of chilled beer.

The beer was from an airline brand, a locally produced beer in Muye City. It was cheap and affordable, and tasted good. Lin Yifeng poured Ye Yuqing a glass of beer as well. He picked up his beer first and gestured to Ye Yuqing, "Come on, cheers."

"profound!"

"Happy birthday!"

Lin Yifeng said "Happy Birthday" for the third time. Ye Yuqing raised her beer and clinked it against Lin Yifeng's, then whispered, "Happy Birthday!"

"Thanks."

"Let's eat! Let's eat! I'm starving! I'm starving!"

After downing a glass of wine, Lin Yifeng was also hungry.

He ate dinner around 6 p.m., and now it was past midnight. Lin Yifeng's stomach was rumbling from all the work. He took a swig of beer, picked up a chicken leg, and started gnawing on it.

The two were really eating a lot, one of them swallowing half a chicken leg in one bite, while the other's mouth was full of oil. When they occasionally raised their glasses to toast, they looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Lam Yat-fung has very poor table manners.

The same goes for Veronica Yip.

In the not-so-large room, only the sounds of eating and clinking glasses could be heard. Ye Yuqing was a girl of few words. Unlike Bai Yejin, who chattered incessantly, she mostly listened. Only when Lin Yifeng asked her a question would she first say "oh" and then slowly reply.

The two didn't talk much; Lin Yifeng did most of the talking while Ye Yuqing listened.

During this time, Veronica Yip only asked Lam Yat-fung one question.

That is it.

"Lin Yifeng, when is your birthday?"

"August 5th."

Lin Yifeng answered, and Ye Yuqing said "Oh" and remembered the date, then said no more.

...

The meal lasted from midnight to 12:40, during which Lam Yat-fung and Veronica Yip each drank three bottles of beer and a bottle of cola.

For Lin Yifeng, beer with a low alcohol content is not much different from water. He can drink beer from night until the next morning.

During that time, I just went to the toilet frequently.

And Veronica Yip seemed to have a decent alcohol tolerance. After drinking at least three bottles of beer, apart from a slightly flushed face, she didn't feel any other effects.

Her speech was still clear and her steps were still steady. Lin Yifeng felt that Ye Yuqing in this state could take on 20 people!

"You lie down, I'll clean up."

Lin Yifeng and Ye Yuqing ate almost all the food on the table. After they were full, Lin Yifeng took the initiative to stand up and start cleaning up.

Ye Yuqing had no choice but to sit on the stool and watch Lin Yifeng busy himself.

The glow of the incandescent bulbs was incredibly warm in the dead of night, and watching Lin Yifeng tidy up Ye Yuqing warmed her heart even more.

"Thank you, Lin Yifeng."

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