After being with Song Ye for so long, I almost forgot that I am also quite popular.
Other than Zhuang Qin, there are one or two other men in the company who asked me out for dinner, but I turned them down.
My thirtieth birthday is coming up soon.
For a woman, turning thirty is indeed a special time, with special significance.
After this point, some things seem unchanged, yet they are very different.
My birthday falls on a weekday.
At the end of the workday, Zhuang Qin suddenly appeared in my office waiting for me, and I looked up at him: "What do you want?"
Zhuang Qin magically produced a cake from somewhere and placed it in front of me: "Happy Birthday."
"Can I treat you to dinner tonight?"
I hadn't planned on celebrating this birthday, nor had I bought myself a cake.
The night I had hoped for an engagement ring from Song Ye, I forced myself to finish an entire cake, leaving a shadow on my heart.