"Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday..."

The familiar happy birthday song rang in my ears, and Xiao Cenran folded his hands together and made a wish in his heart.

This is the first time that so many people have accompanied her to celebrate her birthday, and there are cakes made by her aunt. She knows that many children can no longer stand the smell of cake and start to swallow their saliva wildly. Even the singing is mixed with the sound of saliva.

Xiao Cenran swallowed unconsciously. It wasn't that she was greedy, but the cake tasted so fragrant. She kept drilling into her nose, with eggs, butter and strawberry sauce inside... It was so fragrant.

Xiao Cenran was saliva gushed by the smell, and she couldn't even remember any birthday wishes she made. Anyway, it was nothing more than being healthy and blessing to make a fortune.

When he was in his third wish, Xiao Cenran stopped and looked up and subconsciously at the window. At some point, Xiaoxue floated outside the window, and some people's eyes were also attracted.

Well, let’s leave the third wish to Xiao Jingxu.

After making a wish, you can divide the cake. Xiao Cen Ran is the birthday star, so the cake he gets is naturally the largest, which makes many children around you jealous.

Xiao Cenran carefully buckled a small piece with a fork and put it into her mouth. The cake melted in her mouth, with a rich milky and buttery aroma. The strawberry sauce was sweet and sour, and the many flavors exploded in her mouth. She felt that this must be the best cake in the world.

After eating the cake, Xiao Cenran found an excuse to run out.

The dean aunt called her behind her.

"It's so cold, be careful to get frozen."

Xiao Cen Ran felt a little guilty. Even lying was easy for people to see that a child of this age was so silenced. She wanted to tell the dean that she wanted to go out to find Xiao Jing.

But for some reason, several times, when she talked to the dean and the cooking aunt in the kitchen, they would look at themselves with a very strange look, and then told herself that there was no one named Xiao Jing in the orphanage.

The orphanage is very remote, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a suburb. There are many villages around it, but the villages are far apart, and the food is specially brought by a driver. Once every two days, there are no primary schools nearby, so it is impossible for children to enter here by mistake.

So, at first, when Xiao Cen Ran talked to the dean's aunt, they thought that Xiao Cen Ran had nicknamed others again, and taught her that it was a bad behavior to give nicknames to others randomly. Later, Xiao Cen Ran said too much, and the dean gradually felt something was wrong, and even took Xiao Cen Ran to the hospital and died in the psychiatric department.

After realizing that no one else could see Xiao Jing and did not know that Xiao Jing existed, Xiao Cen Ran gradually stopped talking and regarded it as the secret of the two people.

Although he is not good at lying, he has said a lot. After having experience, Xiao Cen Ran suddenly regained his expression and said coquettishly: "Mom, it's snowing outside, I want to go to the yard to play with snow."

Children in the orphanage gathered in the house to play games because of the cold. The dean's aunt knew that Cen Ran had liked snow since she was a child. When she just learned to speak, she kept pointing at the Antarctic documentary that was playing on the TV and shouting to watch snow. Thinking of the round little girl who was ten years old in the blink of an eye, the dean's aunt couldn't help but sigh in her eyes: "Then don't play too late. If it's cold, you must come back. Don't catch a cold."

"Okay!"

Xiao Cen Ran’s nose was red from the cold, and a bright smile appeared on her face. She jumped and ran out.

The orphanage has a high wall, so there is no need to worry about people climbing in or children climbing outside.

The dean's aunt looked at Xiao Cenran's figure when she went out and couldn't help but chuckled: "This girl doesn't have the temperament like she grew up in an orphanage at all."

"Yes, sometimes when I look at the weak eyes of those little guys, I feel a little uncomfortable when I feel distressed. After all, we are not parents and can't give them a sense of security and confidence."

Children who grow up in orphanages are more tenacious than ordinary children, but at the same time they are more fragile, sensitive, and dare not love or even inferior.

At some point, the kitchen aunt walked behind her, "It's Ranran, the bright and beautiful one is no different from the usual children. Sometimes she is even very proud, saying that she will definitely become a big star in the future."

The dean withdrew his gaze and heard this, the smile on the corner of his lips unconsciously expanded a little further.

On this side, Xiao Cenran jumped to the agreed place, with his hands in a trumpet state, and he called Xiao Jing's name in a low voice.

Xiao Jing soon appeared. Xiao Cen Ran heard Xiao Jing sing a happy birthday song that was out of tune for herself. Xiao Jing said that she would give her a birthday gift, but she asked her to count down one hundred.

For the gift, Xiao Cen Ran reluctantly agreed.

At this time, the wind and snow were getting heavier, and the branches in the yard were rustling. The place where Xiao Cen Ran counted was leeward, so it was not very cold.

"one two three……"

The tender childish voice sounded, and it was soon blown away by the wind.

Xiao Cen Ran suddenly stopped counting and raised her head in confusion, but in just one second, she immediately returned to Qingming. At the same time, her eyes appeared calmness and calmness that was inconsistent with this age.

Cen Ran stopped counting, but walked to the middle of the yard and looked at the third floor.

The orphanage is an old school renovated. The corridor is full of induction lights, and it will only sound. At this time, the children are playing in the canteen on the first floor, and occasionally laughter comes out. The dean and the cooking aunt in the kitchen are guarding the side. There is no possibility of someone on the third floor.

Cen Ran looked at the group of people playing in the room through the old-fashioned glass, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in the fox's eyes.

Then, he walked towards the third floor.

Cen Ran was still a little uncomfortable with his small body. He could have broken the third level in one step, but at this time he was very troubled. When he reached the third floor, Cen Ran almost used his hands. He took a step and turned to the corner and saw Su Jing standing in the corridor.

For some reason, Cen Ran's eyes were a little red.

At this time, Su Jing was still a little immature, not as if she had grown up.

At this time, his expression was a little confused, and he even had some disgust and struggle, frowning, as if he was fighting a silent battle.

Cen Ran's heart tightened, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, ran quickly towards the figure standing still, and almost rushed straight into his arms.

Su Jing couldn't help but take several steps back, opened his eyes, and saw the person in his arms, a blush appeared on his tender cheeks, and even his voice became stuttering: "Ran, Ranran...what's wrong, why are you up?"

Cen Ran looked up at Su Jing and saw that he blushed, which was a little novel. You know, when Su Jing grew up, he rarely saw such a helpless shy look on his face.

He stretched out a finger and poked his face. Well, it was not only a little red, but also a little hot.

Su Jing subconsciously grabbed Cen Ran's moveable hand and raised his face, "Didn't you tell me to count with your eyes closed?"

This cursive look at the appearance of cen Ran was also very strange. Anyway, Cen Ran was very strange when Su Jing's face now, because these expressions were never seen on Su Jing's face when he grew up.

At the same time, it was also a little uncomfortable. It turned out that Su Jing was also a boy who felt uncomfortable when he wanted to feel uncomfortable, was happy when he was happy, and was shy when he was shy!

It seems that as we grow older, time brings us not only a more mature appearance, but also a gradually mature heart. The days of squatting on the roadside for breakfast are gone forever, and the scene of laughing and crying is gradually blurred into old photos. We no longer have to steal adult clothes, but it seems that something has passed so much as it goes.

The snow in the sky seemed to be getting heavier, and the sound of children playing in the yard sounded. The snow had fallen for a long time. A thick layer of snow was piled up on the ground, which was as good as snowball fights. Although it was very cold, it could not stand the children's playfulness. The dean and the kitchen aunt were worried and came out, and Cen Ran could even hear their conversation.

"Huh? Ranran, didn't you tell me and play? Why aren't you seen anyone?"

"That girl likes to play and is afraid of the cold. Maybe she feels too cold and hides in the room."

Cen Ran heard the dean’s aunt laugh, and as for what she said later, she couldn’t hear it.

During this quiet period, Su Jing also struggled in his heart. He kept holding Cen Ran's hand. He asked her to warm her hands when he was on the first floor, but for some reason, he felt a different feeling when he held it at this time. Moreover, this girl... doesn't look as stupid as before.

Just as Su Jing was thinking in a daze, Cen Ran came back to her senses and looked down at Su Jing's other hand, "Xiao Jing, didn't you say you would give me a gift? Where is the gift?"

Su Jing subconsciously looked over and saw his empty hands, and was a little dazed. Yes, wasn’t he here to get the gift? Where is the gift? Why did he become idle in the corridor?

Why does he look dazed?

It seemed that suddenly I heard someone calling him, and he seemed to be waking up from a dream!

This thought made Su Jing feel a little panicked for no reason. He always had a very bad premonition in his heart. A voice echoed in his ears: You can't wake up, you can't wake up, and you will never see Xiao Ran again when you wake up.

Just as I was struggling, I felt my body suddenly beating, and then this state disappeared.

But, how should I explain it to Xiaoran?

Su Jing had a stern face and a little serious expression, as if he was trying hard to think about major events in life.

Cen Ran looked funny, stepped out of Su Jing's arms, stood on tiptoe, and sucked his cold lips on his red cheeks.

Su Jing's eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand to touch the place where Cen Ran kissed. The blushing winded down from the tip of his ears to his neck, so shocked that he couldn't even say a complete sentence. You, me, me, and me for a long time, and his face turned into a monkey's butt.

The smile in Cen Ran's eyes became even more intense, and she couldn't help but put her hips on and laughed loudly. The fox's eyes were filled with pride: "I knew you didn't prepare a gift for me, so just treat this as a birthday gift for me."

Su Jing glanced at Cen Ran, then quickly lowered his head, his lips moved, and his voice was like a mosquito.

Cen Ran didn't hear it clearly and asked subconsciously: "What?"

Su Jing lowered his head, his chin almost touching his collarbone.

But I repeated it again and was stuttering: "How can it be your gift?" It was clearly his gift!

Cen Ran seemed to understand what he meant, and nodded, raised his hand and held Su Jing's hand, "That little Jing, you owe me two gifts."

Su Jing did not refute and responded. In fact, he really prepared a gift, but now, he doesn't want to treat that as a birthday gift.

At some point, a "bang" suddenly came from the sky, and a brilliant fire exploded in the air, extremely dazzling.

Su Jing subconsciously looked over, his tone was puzzled: "How could there be fireworks here?"

Cen Ran did not look, but turned to look at Su Jing's face, whose lips were slightly curled up.

The fireworks burned for half an hour. When the last fire bloomed and the whole sky became dark again, Cen Ran heard his voice:

"Su Jing, wake up."


Chapter completed!