"Doudou, you have been to our house for three years, and I have never heard you mention your birthday..." Wen Jichen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in my room, looking out of the window with excitement.

My flexible fingers were flying on the tablet. When I heard this, my fingers gradually stopped. After a while, I said in a stiff tone: "I never will be my birthday."

Wen Jichen turned around and his tall and handsome body faced me. I guess his face must be full of doubts and confusion. I looked up at him and finally sighed: "My birthday is my father's death."

"How could I have eaten cakes while singing a birthday song on the day my dad passed away?" My voice gradually became weak.

I remember that I asked my mother these two questions many years ago.

Why never celebrate my birthday?

Where is my dad?

Every time I look at the children in the nursery, even if the parents are not around, the teachers will buy a big cake and put candles in them. All the children hold hands and sing birthday songs for the young birthday star. I remember that in the first year I went to the nursery, the children celebrated their birthdays every month.

I just hoped that one day I could be like them. But my mother and teacher never meant to celebrate my birthday. In the end, all the children celebrated their birthdays that year, and I was the only one waiting year after year.

Until my mother said to me fiercely, "What birthday did you have? Did your dad die on the day you were born? If you want, I can bring you a birthday cake every year."

I don’t remember what I was reacting at that time, but I just remember being stunned for a long time. When my mother walked away, I didn’t notice it. Then there was the nursery teacher, a comforting and warm hug.

I looked out the window and told Wen Jichen these things word by word. After a long time, I realized that Wen Jichen's calm expression surprised me a little.

So he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. "Doudou." His voice was a little low and dumb, but it still sounded nice.

My head tilted slightly, wanting to hear him.

But Wen Jichen stopped talking.

I laughed in silence. My chin was placed on Wen Jichen's broad shoulders. In fact, I had no idea about my father. Therefore, when I knew that he died on my birthday, I was not very sad or had other complicated emotions.

So sometimes my mother would scold me, and she would be kind to my dad and be kind to me.

"Okay, can we not talk about my birthday? It's already the New Year, I'm only on vacation for one month. Now half of the holiday has passed. When will we go back to Beijing?" I broke free from Wen Jichen's arms and looked at him and asked.

Wen Jichen looked at me pamperedly and rubbed my hair with a smile. "Okay, I'll book a plane ticket tomorrow." He said and stood up.

I nodded.

...

"Why do you have to be so anxious to return to Beijing? It seems that I have given birth to you as a daughter in vain. I only come to earn the New Year's money from my stepfather and I want to run away." Mom sighed while washing vegetables.

I looked at her with a smile and hugged her from behind. "Mom, aren't I afraid of staying here to annoy you? Besides, I'm also affecting your work here, right?"

My mother gave me a blank look, shook her head and continued to wash the vegetables.

During the meal, Wen Jichen became the target of attack between her stepfather and her mother. "A Chen, are you in love?" The stepfather picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into my bowl and asked casually.

I was shocked and subconsciously looked at Wen Jichen.

Wen Jichen said indifferently: "Not yet."

After hearing what he said, I pursed my lips and lowered my head to snatch the rice, feeling my heart aches.

The stepfather seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and looked at each other with a smile. He spoke gently and said, "Do you say that when you fall in love in college, you are just a joke? Love that does not aim for marriage is just a hooligan!"

I looked at my stepfather and blinked, and was stunned.

Wen Jichen frowned slightly and said impatiently: "What the hell do you want to say?"

Seeing Wen Jichen angry, the stepfather finally started to get to the point: "I have a friend, their little daughter is as old as you, and I think you can do it everywhere."

Faced with Wen Jichen's anger, the stepfather seemed to have been used to it and was not panicked at all.

"Forget it, I'm not at the point of going on a blind date." Wen Jichen lowered his head, and the chopsticks intentionally or unintentionally provoked the vegetables in the bowl.

I felt uncomfortable all over and looked at Wen Jichen with my eyes tightly.

The stepfather’s meaning is very obvious. He first said whether to get married or not, and then said that he was a friend’s daughter. He obviously wanted to match Wen Jichen and that girl.

"I think she is very suitable for you." The stepfather's face was filled with a rare calmness and seriousness. He looked directly at Wen Jichen and said.

"Oh? Which aspect do you talk about?" Wen Jichen raised his eyes and sneered.

With just a few words, the air that was fiddling with was almost frozen. I became more and more uncomfortable, but I could only sit quietly aside and listen to the two of them facing each other openly and secretly.

Why does Wen Jichen’s relationship with his stepfather sometimes look so bad?

The stepfather is obviously a man who is as elegant as Wen Jichen.

I frowned and looked at Wen Jichen's slightly red face. Wen Jichen didn't notice me at all, and didn't even look at me...

This made me feel very strange.

"Her family background and interpersonal relationships are very suitable for your future wife. You will need her because everything I will belong to you in the future!" The stepfather's tone gradually became colder.

"I know if it's suitable or not. Could it be that you want to sell me?" Wen Jichen raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth still had a contemptuous sneer.

My mother finally couldn't listen anymore and helped Wen Jichen say a few words: "Okay, OK, A Chen is only in his sophomore year. Why are you talking to him about these things now? Eat and have a meal!"

The stepfather glanced at his mother, and his anger subsided a little. He snorted coldly at Wen Jichen and stopped looking at him.

My face turned pale. No matter how stupid I am, I will not be unable to hear what they say...

My heart was so sad...

"Ba"-

I put the chopsticks on the dining table, and the force was a little heavy. "I'm full and can't eat anymore. Stepfather, mom, you guys continue eating." I forced a smile and turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

I have never seen Wen Jichen's expression, and I dare not let the tears that I was about to shed were discovered by everyone.

I have been with Wen Jichen for so long, and I have been very confident. But I never thought that there would be such a day when my stepfather would find a girlfriend for Wen Jichen.

I didn't even dare to reveal my thoughts about Wen Jichen, let alone my relationship with him.

It turns out that this is the gap between people...

Even though Wen Jichen had never even asked the girl what her name was? What was her surname? Even though I knew that he loved me very much, I still felt sad...

People are all greedy.

I got his body and mind, but I still wanted a legitimate statement...

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