Chapter 146: I will exchange my dark experiences for my baby’s bright future
How worried was his little Nian Gao about him that he received a reply right after sending the text message.
She should be on the plane by now.
In order to celebrate his birthday, I didn't go with my boss and booked the latest flight for myself.
When he thought about how she happily prepared a birthday party for him but waited for a long time without seeing him, Sang Muye's heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by something, and the pain made him unable to breathe.
He slowly closed his eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "How long will it take to get better?"
Song Xuan inserted the silver needles into his acupuncture points one by one and said calmly, "Your condition is quite serious this time. I suggest that you do some psychological therapy after acupuncture."
"Let's talk about it next time. I have to go home before midnight to eat the birthday cake that Li Li made for me."
Song Xuan was a little hesitant, and Tang Yixuan poked her and whispered, "Let him go back. The cake that Xiao Nian Gao made for him is better than your psychological therapy. Believe me, I'm right."
Half an hour later.
Sang Muye returned home.
He turned on the light and saw the birthday scene on the background wall of the restaurant.
There are colorful baby's breath and blue and white balloons on the wall.
There were also big words on it: 'Aye, happy birthday'.
There are colorful flashing lights hidden in the baby's breath, which makes the baby's breath even more beautiful.
It really looks like the stars in the sky.
Sang Muye walked over slowly and lit the candle on the candlestick.
The red firelight reflected on his angular face, making him look even more handsome and elegant.
He looked at the table which was set with a cake, steak and pasta.
The fried eggs are all heart-shaped.
There is a delicate little box next to the cake.
He slowly opened it, revealing a new Patek Philippe watch with a dial inlaid with blue diamonds.
When Sang Muye saw this gift, his eyes became hot.
This watch is his favorite style, but it is also very expensive.
The girl must have used her own savings to buy it.
He took out the watch and put it on his wrist.
The blue diamond contrasts sharply with the black tattoo on the back of his hand.
One shows dignity, the other shows wildness.
The cold, white, slender hands perfectly combine dignity and wildness.
Sang Muye's fingertips gently stroked the cold dial, and a hint of satisfaction that had disappeared for many years appeared at the corner of his lips.
This was the first birthday present he had received since his mother passed away.
It was his little rice cake that was given to him.
This meaning is very important to him.
Just then, he saw a greeting card under the box.
He picked it up immediately and saw Shen Xingli's beautiful handwriting at a glance.
The world is vast, the hands are small, but they can record every moment we spend together. Life is long, and happiness is all that matters. Every minute of every day, every second from now on, as long as I am by your side, everything will be wonderful. Happy birthday, Ye!
Behind this sentence, there was a bright red lip print of Shen Xingli.
Seeing this, Sang Muye felt a pain in his heart, which gradually spread and merged with the sweetness that suddenly came in.
The sour and sweet feeling made his fingertips tremble.
He gently stroked Shen Xingli's lip print and said in a low voice: "Li Li, thank you."
Thank you for always lighting up my world unexpectedly when I am in the abyss.
It was like this sixteen years ago, and it is still like this today.
Every word she spoke was full of healing.
It instantly calmed his originally restless heart.
Sang Muye lowered his head and covered the bright red lip print with his hot and wet lips.
I don't know how much time passed before he slowly raised his head.
Take out the lighter and light the birthday candles.
Put your hands together, close your eyes, sit in front of the cake and make a wish.
He had never been so pious.
Because he didn't believe in gods, and gods had never blessed him.
But at this moment, he would rather believe it all.
The crimson lips moved slightly, and a low and hoarse voice slowly emerged from the throat accompanied by the warmth of candlelight.
"May the thorns I've walked through bring happiness and well-being to my Li Li, and the darkness I've experienced in the past bring light to my baby's life."
After making a wish, Sang Muye blew out the candle.
Then he cut a piece of cake and put it on a plate, savoring it carefully.
The sweetness of the cake wrapped in happiness flowed into the deepest part of his heart.
At this moment, he felt that all the darkness in the past was not worth mentioning.
Because he has his little rice cake, it is equivalent to having the best happiness in the world.
Shen Xingli didn't turn on his phone for three days and stayed with the big boss as an interpreter.
The stressful and busy work made her unable to care about Sang Muye.
When everything was over and she left the convention center, a light drizzle began to fall.
Feeling the cold raindrops, Shen Xingli finally broke away from his busy work.
She wanted to take out her cell phone to call Sang Muye, but only then did she realize that her cell phone had run out of battery.
All her worries and fears flooded into her heart at this moment.
The WeChat message Sang Yu sent her that day was very strange.
Sang Yu is very lazy. If there are more than ten words, she will definitely send a voice message.
But the text message had dozens of words, and she actually sent it in text.
There was only one possibility for her not sending the voice message, that was she was not in a good state at the time.
Afraid she would notice something.
But why is she in such a bad state? It must be because something happened to Sang Muye.
It wasn't what she said at all, she was just busy with the project.
Shen Xingli was 100% sure that in Sang Muye's heart, she was more important than ten major projects.
No matter what happened, he would never ignore her.
After thinking this through, Shen Xingli walked faster and faster.
The team is returning to Beijing and has booked flights for tomorrow morning.
But in order to see Sang Muye earlier, she booked a flight at around 8 o'clock in the evening.
She rushed to the airport alone in the rain.
But today is the weekend and it is raining, so it is difficult to get a taxi on the road.
She stood in the rain, waiting for nearly twenty minutes, and finally saw an empty car.
She ran over immediately and was about to open the door and get in the car when someone pushed her open.
A woman in her thirties got into a taxi holding a child.
He was very anxious to tell his master that he wanted to go to the hospital.
Shen Xingli was pushed to the ground.
She wanted to argue with the woman, but she backed off when she thought about her sick child who needed the taxi more than she did.
She was about to stand up when she found that her ankle was twisted.
There was a piercing pain.
All the grievances and pains instantly swept over her heart, and tears rolled down her cheeks at that moment.
She sat on the street in a strange city, her body drenched by the rain.
She was so worried about Sang Muye, but she couldn't even get a taxi.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli buried her face in her knees and cried sadly.
Just when she was extremely sad, she suddenly felt that the rain was no longer falling on her.
There is a familiar smell in the nostrils.
She suddenly raised her head and fell into Sang Muye's deep black eyes.
The man held the umbrella with one hand, half-knelt beside her, and looked at her gently.
His entire body was exposed outside the umbrella and was half soaked.
He stretched out his big hand and gently stroked Shen Xingli's cheek, his voice low and hoarse: "Baby, I'm sorry."
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