Afterwards, two cousins, a cousin and a cousin also sent birthday gifts, and also brought gifts for their respective parents.
Jiang Ling received a lot of gifts, which filled up the entire table. With nice blessings coming one after another, Jiang Ling felt a little elated.
She had never felt that celebrating her birthday was such a happy thing.
In her previous life, she was an orphan and was thrown into an orphanage at birth, so she had no idea when her birthday was.
The director set a birthday for her, which was the day she entered the orphanage.
In the orphanage, everyone celebrates each other's birthdays by giving each other hand-drawn paintings or greeting cards. The director then personally cooks a bowl of noodles with a poached egg, and that's considered a birthday.
When I was young, my classmates would receive gifts from their parents and family on their birthdays. As children, they wanted to share the joy of getting good things, so Jiang Ling would watch them talking about their new game consoles or expensive shoes and clothes.
Not having parents, not knowing her real birthday, and not receiving gifts like other classmates, these things may not seem like a big deal now, but in the heart of little Jiang Ling at that time, they were a big deal, weighing heavily on her heart.
So on her birthdays when she was young, even though she was accompanied by her beloved dean and other children, Jiang Ling always felt a little lonely and disappointed.
Later, when he grew up, he had already gotten used to and accepted these things, and Jiang Ling had become strong enough that he no longer needed these external things to fill his empty heart.
It's just that she's busy with work. Although she's just an 18th-tier actress, it's precisely because she's just an 18th-tier actress that she has a reversed day and night schedule, often staying up all night. Her working hours are very irregular, and she always has to accommodate other people's time.
So birthdays often pass by in a daze, and when I think about it, I realize that it has already passed. I can only hurriedly have a meal with Qingqing and buy a small cake as compensation.
At that time, Jiang Ling began to miss the time when everyone celebrated their birthday together in the orphanage.
But the past cannot be retrieved, she can only look forward.
At that time, she certainly could not have imagined that she would now be traveling through a book and have so many close family and friends celebrating her birthday.
Jiang Ling looked at the table full of gifts, her eyes became hot, and it seemed as if something wet was about to burst out.
She thought to herself, if possible, she would like to call her childhood self over to let her see how many people loved her, how many people cared about her, and gave her so many gifts she had always dreamed of that a table could not hold them all.
The people around stared at Jiang Ling in amazement as she shed tears. The bean-sized tears fell one by one and landed on the table with a "plop".
Meng Wanjie grabbed her hand and looked at her crying, tears welling up in her eyes. "Just enjoy your birthday, why are you crying?"
Jiang Yi also walked over blankly, stumbling to coax her: "Are you uncomfortable? Or don't you like these? Then what do you want? Tell me, and I will definitely find it for you."
"Ling'er, don't cry. What happened? Dad will take care of it for you." Jiang Lianshan looked at her red eyes from crying and felt very distressed.
Cheng An and Wu Wanying also came over, took her arms and tried to persuade and coax her, while the others also talked to her in a flurry of words to comfort her.
The more they tried to persuade and comfort her, the more tears Jiang Ling shed.
She didn't actually want to cry, but she just couldn't help it.
A feeling of grievance that came from nowhere made her cry.
[Ding~ The male protagonist's favorability value increased by two points, and the current favorability value is 30.]
Jiang Ling:?
Seeing her cry, Zhou Jingan's favorability can still increase?
Zhou Jing'an didn't know what was going on. He just watched her being surrounded by people, tears falling from her red eyes. Her eyes were bright and moist, and her cheeks and nose were red from crying.
But as he looked at it, he found it very cute.
Yes, he thought Jiang Ling was cute when she cried.
Zhou Jing'an took a few deep breaths, trying to slow down his rapid heartbeat, and clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to calm down.
Jiang Ling felt that all the grievances she had just felt were swept away by his intervention.
Okay, now she doesn't feel like crying at all.
Jiang Ling raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Jing'an, and the two looked at each other from a distance.
Her eyes, which had just stopped crying, were still misty. Her face was pretty and beautiful, but because she hadn't recovered yet, her breathing was a little disordered. Jiang Ling bit her lower lip lightly and looked at him blankly.
[Ding~ The male protagonist's favorability value increased by two points, and the current favorability value is 32.]
Jiang Ling: ? ?
Oh, this guy just likes to see her cry, right?
Jiang Ling's body trembled. Could it be that he was a fan of torture or something like that?
Zhou Jing'an's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to accelerate again.
He suddenly felt a little helpless. Seeing Jiang Ling's cute and aggrieved look, he felt something strange in his heart, and he had the urge to go over and comfort her.
He wanted to comfort Jiang Ling.
But Jiang Ling just wanted to give him a hammer.
You like seeing people cry? What kind of perverted hobby is that?!
Seeing everyone still looking worried, Jiang Ling took a few deep breaths and smiled, "Ling'er is just touched. I really like the gifts everyone gave me, and I accept everyone's kindness."
She hugged Meng Wanjie, as if she finally felt embarrassed, buried her head in her neck, and murmured, "Ling'er likes to celebrate her birthday. I hope I can celebrate my birthday every year in the future."
Meng Wanjie was stunned. Listening to her words, she recalled that before watching the song and dance, Jiang Ling thought of the past incident of falling off the cliff and was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. She guessed that she was thinking of that incident again. If she had not been stopped by the stone that day and had really fallen off the cliff, she would not have been able to celebrate her birthday today.
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