With deep breaths, he felt the sweet fragrance lingering in the air like a gentle touch, caressing his bundled up nerves.
The whole star horizon.
As if there was a voice calling out to him from afar.
Hey, your dark and lonely life has reached its end.
There is light now!
Shen Qianshu pushed him forward, and Ye Ling was pushed to sit down by her. Both mother and son started singing the birthday song.
"Happy Birthday to you… Happy Birthday to you…"
After the song ended, Shen Qianshu urged him to make a wish.
"Wish?" He was still in a daze, unsure of what to wish for.
"He doesn't need to make a wish, what else would he wish for? It'd surely be a little princess!" Little Tong Hua propped his chin, looking cute and charming, but his expression was written with disgust.
Ye Ling clasped his hands together and made a wish, and the three of them blew out the candle together.
