This question asked by Yuan Zhou was straightforward and piercing. It simply arrived straight at the bottom of Wu Hai's heart.
"It's none of your business. What I shall do for my birthday?" Wu Hai revealed a manner of "I want nothing but the fish."
"Please follow the rules." Yuan Zhou said primly.
"I was born in a leap month of leap year. How do you think I can celebrate it?" Wu Hai gnashed his teeth and asked him.
"Never mind. You will get your turn one day." Yuan Zhou said indifferently.
"Let me say this. I have only celebrated my birthday once until now. Do you know when it is? About 13 years before!" Wu Hai attempted to get Yuan Zhou's sympathy.
"Well. My birthday is one month later. Every time, it comes when the Chinese New Year approaches. It's not that good." Yuan Zhou frowned and said with an indifferent tone as if there were friends.
