Xia Xin listened to the radio in the carriage of Gong Yuze. When she heard the host say today's time, she suddenly remembered that today was her birthday. She couldn't help but secretly look at the man next to her. She thought, will he remember?
Forget it. In fact, she didn't deliberately let him remember. She didn't want to trouble him too much. She had already passed the age of looking forward to her birthday.
Xia Xin saw that he did not mention it to her in the morning. Maybe he had forgotten it! He was so busy and had to manage such a big company. How could he have time to remember what she just mentioned?
Although he said at that time that he would celebrate her birthday, she was grateful for his kindness, and she didn't have to go through it.
Xia Jing'an tilted her head and enjoyed the split vision of the sun. A breeze blew in from the window. Such a dusk, so beautiful and charming, a kind of happiness arose spontaneously.