Tan Rou went for her morning run according to her usual routine. As soon as she went out, she met Zhuang Liu standing at her door. His face was slightly red from the cold and she did not know how long he had been standing there.
"Third Brother! You don't need a crutch anymore?" Tan Rou saw Zhuang Liu standing upright with his hands behind his back. He was not holding a walking stick.
"I'm much better." Zhuang Liu forced himself to hold on. He took out a palm-sized box from behind him. "Happy birthday, Rourou!"
Tan Rou said, "It's not my birthday yet."
"I know." Zhuang Liu stood there motionlessly, holding the gift box with both hands.
"Your parents will definitely have plans on Friday. I probably won't be able to talk to you then, so I want to celebrate your birthday in advance."
Tan Rou smiled. She walked up to Zhuang Liu and accepted his gift. "Thank you, Third Brother. I like it very much."
