Song Ye believed that he had no roots and no feet, and he never had to rely on others to survive. He could taste loneliness in his thirty years of life, and he could still fight alone after he was reborn.
But the strange thing is that once you are addicted to something, it is very difficult to quit. Falling in love with Qin Zhan was unexpected in Song Ye's life plan, but she fell in love with it as soon as she touched it. Addicted, and willing to indulge in it, whether it is being restrained or being tied up, it is so enjoyable.
It seemed that he could not live alone without him, which made Song Ye feel happy.
The birthday candle burned out very quickly, and within half a minute of the two hugging each other, it had quickly shortened to a small length. Only then did Qin Zhan let go of the person, sat upright at the table, and opened his mouth to blow out the candle.
"I haven't made a wish yet." Song Ye covered his mouth, fearing that she would miss a step in the middle. This was the first birthday experience in her life. She had never seen pork or seen pigs running, let alone celebrating it for Qin Zhan. For her birthday, she wanted everything to be perfect.
Qin Zhan pulled down the little hand on his mouth and held it in his palm, looked at her deeply with his eyes, and replied seriously: "My wish is already with me."
My wish is far away but right before my eyes.
Even though the two of them had known each other for a long time, facing Qin Zhan's persistent and serious gaze, Song Ye's heart couldn't help but boil, and a layer of sweat broke out from the little hand held in the other's palm. , and also made her feel the other person’s mood at the moment.
The candle was blown out, and Song Ye fumbled to turn on the light in the darkness. Qin Zhan's eyes kept falling on her the whole time.
This kind of thing like turning off the lights for a moment just to blow out the candles is unnecessary in Qin Zhan's opinion. I don't know, he is a person who pays attention to efficiency and results, and never wastes time on such things.
But looking at Song Ye's every move today, it was clear that he was clumsy, unfamiliar, and a bit stiff, but he found it pleasing to the eye, and every frame was worth collecting.
When Song Yezhe came back, he had something in his hand, "birthday gift."
She handed it over directly, as if she had just given the other person a tissue, without any intention of creating a surprise.
She knows that if you only do something like a surprise once, it will look solemn, but if you do it more often, it will look artificial.
Qin Zhan took the necklace from her hand. A decoration similar to a glass bottle was strung in the middle of the simple black rope. There were red water droplets suspended in the transparent bottle, which looked like a drop of blood.
"What's inside?" Qin Zhan stroked the decoration, knowing that the material of this glass bottle was not simple.
Seeing that there was no displeasure on his face, Song Ye felt a little at ease, lowered his eyes and replied: "My heartbeat."
"Huh?" Qin Zhan was startled.
Song Ye pointed to his heart and continued to explain: "There is a sensor in the blood stone, which is connected to the data on my body. As long as my heartbeat is still beating, when you get close to me, the color of the blood will change." deepen."
The rope and the glass bottle are both made of highly reinforced materials and can withstand fire and strong impact. The blood stone is actually solidified from her blood. The post-processing may seem simple, but it really took her a lot of effort.
In fact, Song Ye had been trying to make this thing a long time ago, but it was only completed recently, which happened to coincide with Qin Zhan's birthday.
Speaking of which, she and Qin Zhan are really the same kind of people. The bullet necklace he gave her last time can activate the positioning system in times of danger. This time she gave him her own heartbeat data.
On the one hand, the meaning is to allow each other to sense danger immediately, and on the other hand, it is also to deepen the bond between each other domineeringly.
They are quite powerful in controlling Gu Qian, and they all hope to leave their mark on the other party.
Qin Zhan held the necklace without saying a word for a long time. He stared at the blood-colored drop in the bottle for a long time, then raised his hand and put it on his neck. The black silk thread was imprinted on the wheat-colored skin, like a black totem of imprisonment. The drop The blood fell into the lapels and was treasured, hidden from outsiders.
He didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything. He understood Song Ye's intentions and intentions, and felt that words couldn't carry the deep feelings in his heart, so he could only solemnly accept her precious gift.
The next two people formally sat down to cut the cake. Qin Zhan, who never liked sweets, ate a lot this time. In the end, not even a bit of cream was left, and it was all swept into his stomach.
Song Ye also ate two pieces. Although he thought it was too sweet, he still ate happily.
What’s important is not the food, but the people we eat with and the meaning of eating together.
The birthday was a complete success, and night had quietly fallen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The two of them briefly nestled on the sofa to enjoy a moment of warmth. Even though they knew they would have to go out to do errands later, they still wanted to stay in such a peaceful and happy time for a while longer.
On the long sofa, Qin Zhan sat on his lap with Song Ye in his arms, holding her small body in his arms, occasionally leaving a kiss on her hair, while Song Ye held his palm. Caressing the lines on it carefully, as if sensing his past experiences.
"Where's your birthday? When do you want it to be?" Qin Zhan accompanied her to look at the stars falling outside the window and asked in a low voice.
He knew that Song Ye was an orphan and was adopted by the Song family. He probably didn't know her true date of birth. Based on her experience in the Song family in the past years, she must have never celebrated her birthday.
Qin Zhan knew his birthday, but he had no plans to celebrate it when he came back today. However, after experiencing it for the first time, he discovered that spending a ritualistic festival with the one he loved was also wonderful and happy. .
And the stronger this feeling became, the more he wanted to give this beauty to the girl in his arms, hoping to make up for the missing birthday for her.
"Well... June 9th." Song Ye thought for a moment and gave the answer. This was the day of her rebirth and the first time she met Qin Zhan. It could also be regarded as her birthday.
"Okay." Qin Zhan responded, raised her face, lowered his head and kissed her lips. In two months, he would think carefully about what gift to give her.
The entanglement between lips and teeth lasted for a while. Qin Zhan, who was always keen on exploring, took the initiative to withdraw this time. The corner of his mouth was almost touching Song Ye's lips, and he whispered, "Let's go."
"Well..." Song Ye's voice still had a hint of laziness after making love, which made Qin Zhan's lower body feel warm. She noticed the changes underneath, chuckled and stood up, but her fingertips barely touched that spot.
Qin Zhan quickly grabbed her hand with bright eyes, his eyes darkened, "You are playing with fire."
"Haha, I'm sorry." Song Ye apologized honestly, but he seemed a bit innocent.
Qin Zhan squeezed her hand tighter, with a trace of helpless endearment flashing in his eyes.
He is becoming more and more helpless against his own kid.