The night was silent.
Wen Yanqing couldn't sleep.
Joy surged through his heart. His heart seemed to be undulating in spring water, constantly creating ripples.
He was so ecstatic that his heart could hardly contain the sweet joy. He caressed her long wavy hair and gazed at her sleeping face. His eyes were filled with deep affection, and the love was so strong that it couldn't be melted.
Shi Jun sent a birthday red envelope as usual. Wen Yanqing was afraid of disturbing Lin Gantang's rest, so he muted his phone and opened the red packet.
Seeing that he was there, Shi Jun sent a message saying. "Aren't you celebrating your birthday with your girlfriend? You have time to look at your phone at this hour?"
"She's tired; asleep now."
"D*mn!*
Why was he so talkative? He had to spew nonsense.
"Are you happy now? You were still drinking with me at this time last year," Shi Jun said.
Wen Yanqing smiled. "I'm happy."
