The tiny light from the candle had set the mood for the occasion: solemn and sweet.
It was like a ray of light that lit up her dark life.
Ye Tianxin closed her eyes and silently made her wish.
Her first wish was that her grandmother would stay healthy and live a long life.
Her second wish was that Elder Brother Li would do well at work and would not get injured again.
And for her third wish, she wished that her mother was still alive.
Ye Tianxin blew the candle and opened her eyes.
She looked up at Li Qingcang who was seated across from her. He was looking at her with a smile that reached his eyes. She stretched out a finger and dug at a bit of the white cream on the cake. Then, she smeared it on the tip of Li Qingcang's nose.
The blob of cream stayed on Li Qingcang's nose, adding a hint of warmth to his handsome but stoic face.
