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Hearing her willful and childish words, Cai Wenchuan was stunned for a moment. After a few minutes, he slowly smiled, put down the box in his hand, reached out and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.
She loved him, and he understood that, which filled him with immense joy.
They embraced each other in the snow, letting the snowflakes fall heavier and heavier, and they held each other for a very long time.
They had been together since childhood and had always had a good relationship. When she went to university and he started working, their relationship blossomed into love. However, after being together for almost half a year, intimate moments were extremely rare. When was the last time he held her hand for the first time? Cai Wenchuan couldn't remember. It was probably the first time she had thrown herself into his arms, and the first time he had ever hugged her on his own initiative.
How extravagant, how rare.
He held it tightly, as if it were a flower or a cloud.
But Xiaoyu is right. The most important thing in life is to be true to yourself. What's the point of just enduring and silently suffering if you let your best years pass by like this?
Time seemed to stand still for a moment before Cai Wenchuan remembered why he had come to see her today. He gently straightened her up in his arms and said to her, "By the way, happy birthday!"
He knelt down, picked up the birthday cake and gifts he had bought for her, waved them in front of her, and smiled at her.
Ye Wenyu froze, and tears suddenly streamed down her face like a tap turned on. She had always thought that no one would remember her birthday, which was why she had lost control of her emotions and squatted outside the dormitory building crying. But now, she realized that he remembered her birthday, and he had come to celebrate her birthday in the heavy snow.
She is not a pitiful creature in this world; she has people who care about her and love her, and she is happy.
She choked up as she said, "Thank you." My heart felt so warm.
Cai Wenchuan reached out and held her hand tightly, breathing on it to warm her cold little hand. He said to her, "Don't cry. Today is your eighteenth birthday. Eighteen is the age when you are in your prime. It symbolizes that you have come of age and can now make your own decisions about your life. We should celebrate."
Ye Wenyu nodded, forcing a smile, but tears still streamed down her face like broken pearls. Eighteen years old—she was only eighteen, yet she felt like she had almost lived her whole life.
Cai Wenchuan looked up at the sky and said to her, "The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and the weather is getting colder and colder. If you stand here any longer, you'll catch a cold. There's a restaurant nearby, and I've already made a reservation. Let's go there for dinner. I'll celebrate your birthday with you."
Ye Wenyu's stomach rumbled. That's right, she hadn't had time to eat dinner after returning from working in the city. On ordinary days, she didn't eat dinner because it saved money. She considered it a way to lose weight. It was okay for girls not to eat dinner.
But today, just like Brother Wen said, is her birthday, so she smiled and nodded, feeling warm inside, and the two of them walked together toward the restaurant.
When we arrived at the restaurant, we found a private room that the owner had carefully decorated. A semi-circular archway was made of pink balloons, and "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" was written in the center of the archway. There was a large bouquet of red roses on the table in the room, blooming like fire.
Ye Wenyu entered the room, and Cai Wenchuan placed the birthday cake and gifts on the table. He picked up a large bouquet of roses, handed it to Ye Wenyu, and smiled as he said, "Happy birthday!"
I'm so happy!
Ye Wenyu reached out and took the fragrant roses, embracing them tightly. She realized that life truly needed a romantic ritual; she felt so happy today, and how romantic Wen-gege was.
Cai Wenchuan smiled at Ye Wenyu and said, "Xiaoyu, you're eighteen today. After eighteen, you're an adult. You're not afraid of wind or rain, and you can make your own decisions."
Ye Wenyu sat down, holding the roses, feeling very happy. She nodded emphatically in agreement. She smiled as she looked at the handsome, tall man who had arranged her birthday celebration. He opened the birthday cake box, lit the candles, and ordered a sumptuous meal. Then he turned off the lights in the private room and clapped his hands, singing, "Happy birthday to you, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, お生日おめでとうございます, Jeteesouhaiteunbonanniversaire—" Cai Wenchuan was truly erudite. After singing the English version of "Happy Birthday to You," he sang the Japanese version, then the French version, and the German version. Finally, he playfully said, "That's a total of eighteen languages for 'Happy Birthday.' Doesn't it feel like the whole world is celebrating your eighteenth birthday with you?"
Ye Wenyu looked at the handsome man sitting opposite her through the flickering candlelight. She smiled. It was winter, but it felt like spring. There were tears in her smile. She asked him curiously, "You're so amazing, you speak eighteen languages?"
Cai Wenchuan was a little embarrassed, and with a flushed face, he honestly admitted, "No, I only know English, French, German, and Japanese. The only other language I learned was her 'Happy Birthday' song. I'm not that good."
He smiled slightly at her.
Ye Wenyu gazed at him, her eyes welling up with tears and her nose stinging. She thought to herself, just to sing her a happy birthday song and make her feel like the whole world was celebrating her eighteenth birthday, he diligently learned happy birthday songs in various languages.
How could this man be so attentive and considerate towards her? It was as natural for him to treat her well, as if it were the air he breathed and the water he drank every day, and he was devoted to her without asking for anything in return.
She really didn't deserve it. In the past six months, she had never done anything for him, while he had done so much for her.
She gazed at him with admiration in her eyes and praised him gently, "Being fluent in four languages is already very impressive."
Cai Wenchuan's face turned even redder. He said to Ye Wenyu, "Come on, make a wish, and then blow out the candles."
Ye Wenyu nodded, clasped her hands together in front of the candle, closed her eyes contentedly, and prayed sincerely in her heart, asking God to bless her and her brother Wen to be together for life. She did not ask for great wealth or status, but only for a peaceful life.
After making her wish, she opened her eyes, smiled slightly, and blew out the candles in one breath, feeling incredibly sweet inside.
Cai Wenchuan then took out the gift he had prepared for her and smiled at her, saying, "Here, it's a birthday present. Open it and see if you like it." Ye Wenyu reached out and took it, smiling at him, "Preparing one gift is enough. There's no need for so many."
She thought to herself, "Cake, restaurant order, bouquet of roses, and several beautifully wrapped gifts—Brother Wen has really spent a lot for my eighteenth birthday. Oh dear, when will I be able to repay him with a gift? Love is equal, isn't it? But I've never been able to repay him."
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