Xia Xinyu noticed that Chen Yuan felt this birthday was very ordinary, so he specially promised her that next time, they would celebrate a spectacular birthday.
But in fact, she was extremely satisfied.
She had no further expectations.
So, boys, don't think about all that messy stuff.
"Ah, you found out."
Since she felt that way, Chen Yuan had no choice but to act caught and said, "I was brainwashed by consumerism, thinking that not wrapping up Times Square's big screen with Happy Birthday meant I wasn't being sincere. You're right to chastise me."
"Stop teasing, let's go back and cook."
Xia Xinyu patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, urging him to quicken his pace.
Hurry, let's go celebrate your birthday.
You might feel the gift is too cheap, or feel that having me cook on your birthday is disrespectful to the birthday boy, or think that having no other activities besides an extra meal and cake is mediocre. These are all anxieties boys may feel when their capabilities are limited.