That morning.
Tang Xingmi put the scarf she had knitted into an exquisite gift box and placed it in a certain place.
Fu Xiaohan changed his clothes in the dressing room.
Tang Xingmi walked in and said, "Ahan, put this on." She came up to him and handed him a black eye mask.
Fu Xiaohan stared at the thing in Tang Xingmi's hand, puzzled, and asked, "Goodness, what's this for?"
Tang Xingmi gave him a mysterious smile, "Wear it obediently, I have a surprise for you."
Fu Xiaohan's eyes gleamed. "Surprised?"
What surprise should I give him, my dear?
He asked, "What surprise?"
"I won't tell you yet, put on your blindfold." She kept him in suspense.
If she told him now, it wouldn't be a surprise. She planned to keep it a secret for now, and he would naturally find out when they arrived.
Fu Xiaohan felt a sense of anticipation.
"Okay, I'll put it on." He quickly put on the blindfold.
Tang Xingmi took his hand, and Fu Xiaohan followed her out of the dressing room.
Fu Xiaohan's anticipation grew even stronger. "Is it ready?"
"not yet."
Tang Xingmi led him to the bedside. "Alright, you can take off the blindfold now."
Fu Xiaohan couldn't wait to take off his blindfold.
"Ta-da!" Tang Xingmi took out a gift box that she had prepared beforehand from behind her and handed it to him.
"What...is this?" Fu Xiaohan took it with both hands.
Tang Xingmi said with a smile, "Quickly open it and see if you like it?"
Fu Xiaohan obediently opened the gift box.
A dark gray coral fleece scarf caught his eye.
"scarf?"
"Well, the weather's getting colder now, so I was thinking of knitting you a scarf. Would you like it?"
Fu Xiaohan looked down at the scarf in the gift box, both surprised and delighted.
His handsome face was filled with disbelief.
Her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
She knitted this scarf for him herself, stitch by stitch.
When will she knit a scarf for him?
Actually, Tang Xingmi secretly knitted this scarf without his knowledge, wanting to give him a surprise on his birthday.
Sometimes her hands would ache from knitting, but she never stopped to rest.
Seeing that Xiao Han didn't speak and kept staring at the scarf.
Tang Xingmi wondered to herself: Could it be that Xiao Han doesn't like it?
Is it because you don't like the color? Or do you just not like the style?
Or perhaps he doesn't like scarves?
Or is there some other reason?
Why is he keeping his head down and not saying anything?
"If you don't like it, Ah Han, I..."
Tang Xingmi was prepared to say that if he didn't like it, she would give him another gift.
Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly pulled into an unexpected embrace.
Fu Xiaohan hugged her, "I like it, I like it very much, thank you, my sweetheart."
He likes it very much; how could he not like it?
This is a scarf that Guai Guai knitted for him by hand, and he loves it very much.
Fu Xiaohan was filled with happiness, and tears welled up in his eyes.
First, I was moved; second, I felt sorry for him.
Hearing Fu Xiaohan say he liked it, Tang Xingmi smiled happily. As long as Xiaohan liked it, that was all that mattered.
"Shall I put it on you?"
"Mm." Fu Xiaohan released her and bent down in front of her.
Tang Xingmi took a scarf from the box, wrapped it around his neck, and tied it for him.
She asked, "Is it warm?"
Fu Xiaohan's phoenix eyes were filled with a sweet smile, "It's warm."
Wearing the scarf that Guai Guai knitted for him, not only was his neck warm, but his whole body was warm, and even his heart felt warm.
Fu Xiaohan liked it very much.
He has to wear it all the time.
"Why did you suddenly decide to give me a gift, sweetie?"
"Ahan, today is your birthday."
Fu Xiaohan's phoenix eyes trembled.
Birthday?
He really doesn't remember.
He hasn't celebrated his birthday in a long time.
"How did my little one know it was my birthday today?"
"Ahan, I'm your wife. If I don't even remember your birthday, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
Then she smiled sweetly and said to him, "Happy birthday, Ahan."
Fu Xiaohan held her hands and said softly, "Thank you, my wife. I really like this birthday present."
The two smiled sweetly and hugged each other.
Fu Xiaohan said, "I have something to tell you."
"What?"
Fu Xiaohan led her to sit on the bed.
She rested her head on his shoulder, and Fu Xiaohan put his arm around her waist as he listened to him.
Twelve years ago, Fu Xiaohan also had a very happy family, with his parents by his side. But that night, everything changed.
That year, on his birthday night, Fu Xiaohan and his mother sat in the back seat with the cake placed between them, while his father drove in the front. The three of them were happily driving home.
While going down a slope, the brakes suddenly failed, and before we could avoid them, the car crashed directly into the guardrail.
The vehicle immediately overturned, emitted white smoke, and caught fire, creating a very dangerous situation.
In the dead of winter, especially at night, there were very few vehicles and pedestrians on the road.
Passersby walked by as if they hadn't seen the car, keeping a safe distance and quickly disappearing, as if afraid of implicating them.
There was no hope of saving them.
But at the crucial moment, a seven-year-old girl saw what was happening and rushed over without hesitation.
Faced with the raging fire of the car, she was filled with fear, afraid that something might happen to her, but she didn't think much about it. All she wanted to do was save people, so she rushed forward without saying a word.
He picked up a stone from the roadside and smashed it open against the windshield.
Inside the car, Fu's father was bleeding from his head and had fainted. Fu's mother in the back seat was also injured and was tightly protecting Fu Xiaohan in her arms.
I heard someone smashing a window.
Fu Ma opened her eyes and, with her last bit of strength, sent Fu Xiaohan out of the exit.
She saw a thin little girl, her face smeared with dirt, squatting there. "Child, please, save him."
After saying that, Aunt Fu fainted.
The seven-year-old girl used all her strength to drag the unconscious Fu Xiaohan out of the car.
They struggled to drag him aside, and it took less than half a minute.
The fire engulfed the car completely in an instant.
The people inside the car were burned to ashes.
The little girl was terrified, and the woman asked her to save the older boy.
She couldn't break her promise.
The little girl was covered in sweat and her whole body was swaying.
She worked all day and hasn't eaten a single bite of food since morning.
The little girl stood in the middle of the road, risking her life to stop a car.
"Uncle, please save him!"
Fortunately, the car owner was a kind person and helped carry the unconscious Fu Xiaohan into the car.
She stuffed all the money she had from selling plastic bottles into the uncle's hand, saying, "Uncle, this is all the money I have. Please take this young man to the hospital and save him!"
Seeing that she was pitiful, the uncle didn't take her money and agreed to help her take him to the hospital.
The little girl thanked the man.
Before closing the car door, Fu Xiaohan, leaning against the back seat, groggily opened his eyes and saw a blurry little figure standing in front of the car, especially the necklace around her neck that was particularly eye-catching.
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