"Is it your birthday today?"
Fu Shaoqian watched as Ye Zi stared blankly at the beautiful cake.
"Yes, it's my birthday."
As Ye Zi looked at the cake before her, sadness welled up within her. For many years, what she feared the most was her birthday, and the food she hated the most was cake.
"This cake looks really delicious. Why aren't you eating it? Are you afraid of gaining weight? It's okay, you're supposed to eat cake on your birthday. If you're worried about getting fat, I'll eat it with you."
Fu Shaoqian knew that Ye Zi had been orphaned since she was little and didn't have many friends. He wondered how she had spent her birthdays over the years, whether she had always been alone. He truly wished that from now on, he could be by her side for every birthday.
"I won't eat it, I don't eat cake. My parents were killed by a car on my birthday over a slice of cake. Since then, I've never touched cake again."