Under the glowing candlelight, Qiao An's face was so fair that it was almost transparent.

"Happy birthday." She said to herself, with a sense of ritual.

It seems that this way, you don't miss his birthday.

Although Qiao An himself didn't know what the meaning of doing this at this moment was.

She stared at the candlelight on the cake and didn't move for a long time, letting the flames jump wantonly.

"I love you, I have loved you very early, very early..." Qiao An poured out her heart to the air.

There was actually...a response in the air.

"Gulu gulu—"

Suddenly there was a sound of a wine bottle rolling to the floor.

Qiao An suddenly raised his eyes and tilted his head, and his brain suddenly roared!

Although the lights were not turned on in the room, the candlelight on Joan's cake and the moonlight shining through the glass were enough for her to see clearly.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in Qiao An's eyes.

My heart seemed to have stopped at that moment.

Under the dim moonlight, Mo Kai leaned his back against the corner of the sofa, sat down on the floor, curled up one leg and stretched the other out at will.

The glasses are no longer there, and his face is very white at the moment, a sickly pallor. The hair on his forehead is messy and messy, the collar is torn and wrinkled, and he is holding a wine glass in his hand...

He was completely different from the cold and elegant man I met in the restaurant today.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable sense of loneliness and fragmentation all over his body.

Qiao An was extremely distressed.

At this moment, shouldn't he be celebrating his birthday in an environment surrounded by people, drinking and drinking together?

How come, here?!

Qiao An's stagnant heart jumped wildly under the heavy blow of this scene. He wished he could press his chest to suppress the heart that was about to burst out.

She felt that Mo Kai's eyes were falling on her, and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

He was not at Mo Mansion, he was not going to celebrate someone else's birthday, he was not with Bai Muxue, he was at their home, he went home.

All of Qiao An's emotions exploded in an instant, and he stood up straight, and the chair made a harsh tug.

The next second, she almost ran towards Mo Kai with chaotic steps, squatted on the ground, and hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She apologized regardless.

Today is his birthday.

On such a special day, Mo Kai's behavior made Qiao An feel guilty and sad.

She should be with him, she should be more shameless and rely on him!

Mo Kai's body has turned to stone.

After a long silence...

"Qiao An, let go."

"don't want."

"I told you to let go!"

"Just don't!"

In the dim living room, the two people were in a stalemate.

Another long moment of silence…

"Qiao An... let go." His tone softened.

"Then you promise not to drive me away." She also bargained in a soft voice.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your tacit agreement."

Qiao An finally let go of his arms tightly wrapped around Mo Kai.

With their eyes facing each other, the two people will see each other more clearly.

After taking off his shackles and letting go of his inner blockage, Qiao An somehow gained fearless courage at this moment.

Without being hugged, she would just watch and even gradually get used to it.

Seeing Mo Kai's brows furrowed, she reached out to touch him and murmured in distress, "Don't be unhappy, okay?"

The cold fingers lingered on the face she loved so much...

This is the face that she fell in love with at first sight five years ago...


Chapter completed!