When Fang Yuanyuan returned to her work, she had her bag on one hand while the other was holding a cake.
She pushed the door open with a big smile.
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" she exclaimed in excitement.
"Thanks!" Xiang Wan was playing games in Fang Yuanyuan's bedroom.
This was how she lived her days during this period.
Writing, games, writing, games…
She would try not to think about things she shouldn't think about.
Especially those terrible comments on the internet; she forced herself to forget about them.
Fang Yuanyuan placed the cake on the table before she took out a small, nicely packaged jewelry box from her bag and gave it to Xiang Wan.
"Open it, see if you like it?"
Xiang Wan lifted her head; her fair, little face seemed distracted, lonely, and depressed. There seemed to be dark circles under her eyes…
"I like it very much!"
"… You didn't seem to mean it at all."
