To The Lovely You

   "Lee Minho! You dare to go and try!" Luo Xiaomei also realized that she had said something wrong, but she couldn't bring herself to apologize to him. What saddens her is that Lee Min Ho really just left without looking back.

   Several parents were sitting in another place chatting, and they were a little puzzled when they saw him come out of the gazebo.

   "Minho, why didn't you spend your birthday with Xiaomei?" Xie Xiaoqiu stepped forward and grabbed his little hand.

   "Mom, I'm suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back to rest first." Lee Min Ho pursed his mouth tightly and lowered his long eyelashes.

   "If you're not feeling well, go back quickly! Anyway, birthdays are celebrated every year." Su Rourou stepped forward and touched his hair.

  Luo Xiaomei watched Lee Minho's figure gradually disappearing into the night, with tears in his eyes.

   Ke Jingheng clenched his small fist: He always remembered that his parents had half-jokingly told him that Xiaoberry...is his future wife. Although he didn't know what a real wife was, he was inexplicably angry when he saw her gaze on Lee Minho.

   "Berry ignore him, let's eat donuts!" He took the donuts on the table and handed them to her, smiling brightly.

   "Thank you..." Luo Xiaomei seemed to have suddenly lost her appetite, holding the doughnut in a daze, not eating a single bite.

  Li Mengshan secretly licked a few mouthfuls on the cream cake while her brother was away. Seriously, when exactly did you start cutting the cake?

   At this moment, a finger covered with cream cake was handed to her.

   "Want to eat?" Luo Yujun raised his eyebrows at her, and an inexplicable light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

   "Well...I think..." Li Mengshan looked at the cream on his fingers and couldn't help sticking out her tongue to lick it.

  Luo Yujun's deep phoenix eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you still want it?"

   "Hmmmm..." Li Mengshan nodded stupidly.

  He Chaoran looked at them coldly, with a disdainful expression on his face. What a gluttonous guy, a little bit of cream fooled her all over the place. What about manners? Where is the morality?

  …

  After the birthday party, Luo Xiaomei was still unhappy. How could he just leave like this? How can you not accompany her to make a wish? How can I not give her a birthday present?

   She was kicking the small stone under her feet irritably when Li Mengshan suddenly came behind her and handed her a butterfly-shaped hairpin.

   "That... Xiaoberry, my brother asked me to bring it to you." She said cautiously.

  Luo Xiaomei's eyes flashed with joy, but it quickly dimmed: "What else did he say?"

   "He asked me to wish you a happy birthday..."

   "This... this is almost the same." Luo Xiaomei's lips pursed tightly, and finally a rare smile appeared. Forget it, then forgive him!

   She thought so, while solemnly clipping the butterfly hairpin to the edge of her bangs.

"Xiaomei, it's really strange that you have two hairpins on one head." Li Mengshan pointed to the strawberry hairpin that had been clipped on her head, "This is what Ke Jingheng gave you just now, I think this is more nice."

   "Yes?" Luo Xiaomei took off the strawberry hairpin, played with it for a while, and put it in her pocket.

  It seems that it is indeed the strawberry hairpin that looks better and suits her better. But I don't know why, back then, she just liked that butterfly-shaped hairpin.

   Ke Jingheng had been standing not far behind them, watching her take off the hairpin that he had given him, and watching her put on the hairpin that Lee Minho had given him, his beautiful eyes were gloomy.