We just ate cake and sang birthday songs together downstairs.

"Gu Weiyi, will you sing for me or not?"

He didn't look very happy, and seemed a little lost.

Gu Weiyi's heart twitched when he saw this, and he said softly, "Then sing it again, and then we'll go take a shower and go to bed."

"Um."

Fu Jingfeng agreed seriously, like a big boy who was promised candy.

After hearing this, Gu Weiyi sighed helplessly and said, "Then I'll sing like this."

“How else can I sing?”

Fu Jingfeng put his arm around her waist and asked her angrily.

Now is the time for her to recuperate.

Wait until his birthday next year...

Fu Jingfeng was planning silently in his mind, and his originally dull eyes now brightened up because of her birthday song.

"I wish you..."

Her hand rested lightly on his chest, and before she could sing, Fu Jingfeng suddenly took her hand behind her neck and said, "Hold me and sing in my ear."

“…”

Gu Weiyi looked at him speechlessly, then leaned against his chest, pressing her face against his shoulder: "Happy birthday to you..."

For some unknown reason, my voice became a little hoarse.

She suddenly felt her eyes dry and she could hardly see clearly.

It was so quiet all around, so quiet that my mind was filled with memories.

Once she was as enthusiastic as a little fool, throwing herself into his arms on his birthday night, twisting and turning, and singing birthday songs to him in high and low voices.

Gu Weiyi at that time.

She choked slightly, rested her chin on his shoulder, hugged him, but dared only look behind him.

"Happy birthday to you."

The last sound fell slowly, and her tears fell inexplicably, and her waist was pinched hard.