Back to My Dad’s High School Days

"Why hasn't the snow stopped yet?"

Qin Shiwu propped his chin, pouted his lips, held a pen in his mouth, and looked out the window sadly.

Since the day Qin Chu promised him that the snow would stop, he would go to Nanshan Cemetery, the heavy snow in Hangzhou has been falling non-stop. It broke once or twice in the middle, but the next one was bigger. There is a lot of snow on the road, and half of your shoes will be buried when you step on it.

Aunt Wang found two temporary nannies to clear the snow in the garden, Qin Shiwu wisely did not go down to play in the snow.

Lu Tong didn't like to let him play this, he knew it in his heart.

After another day, the heavy snow finally stopped.

Although the weather outside was gloomy and not clear yet, it was finally enough to travel.

Qin Shiwu's bones were about to fall apart when he was sitting at home. Hearing about Xueting, he immediately found Lu Tong.

Lu Tong is knitting sweaters in the living room. One of his recent hobbies is checking how Qin Shiwu's homework is done, and the other is knitting sweaters.

When Qin Shiwu jumped to the living room in three steps, Lu Tong stretched out his hand to beckon him over.

"The snow stopped today, can you take me to Nanshan Cemetery?"

Lu Tong pressed him on the sofa, and Qin Shiwu felt that something was covering his head.

Aunt Wang smiled and took a mirror. Qin Shiwu took a picture and found that he was wearing a black wool cap on his head.

"what?"

Qin Shiwu's curly hair was pressed down by the hat.

He looked at Lu Tong: "Have you been knitting this these days?"

Lu Tong: "How is it?"

Qin Shiwu couldn't put it down: "It looks pretty cool!"

He took off his hat and put it on again solemnly: "How did you think of making this for me?"

Lu Tong: "Didn't you want it yourself?"

He touched Qin Shiwu's clothes, fearing that he would be playing with the thin clothes of the young man in the cold, but the other party was a little self-aware, and the clothes felt thicker.

"When will Dad come back?" Qin Shiwu jumped off the sofa.

Lu Tong: "Come back when you're done."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chu arrived home.

Qin Shiwu hurriedly ran from the living room to the entrance, and as soon as the door opened, Qin Shiwu jumped onto him.

"Take me out!"

Qin Chu was shaken by him and tore his son off his body: "Aren't you cold?"

Lu Tong stepped forward and took off Qin Chu's coat.

His windbreaker was covered in snow, and some of it was still on Qin Shiwu's body.

Lu Tong was so worried that he wiped all the snow off his body, one big and one small.

Qin Chu asked, "What do you want for your birthday?"

Qin Shiwu was stunned for a moment.

"Is it my birthday?"

It has been two years since he celebrated his birthday.

After traveling back, Qin Shiwu celebrated the birthday of that "Qin Shiwu", and almost forgot his own birthday.

Qin Chu pinched him on the face: "No unreasonable demands are allowed, anything else is fine."

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Shiwu stretched out his hands for clothes and opened his mouth for food. He really didn't have any material needs: "I haven't thought about it yet, and I'll tell you when I think about it."

Qin Chu changed into a suit of clothes, and the driver, Lao Yang, drove the car out of the garage.

Lu Tong put on Qin Shiwu's coat with a lot of thoughts, Qin Shiwu opened his hands, Lu Tong put it on for him, and he murmured: "If you go to see him, do you want to bring some flowers, I see others It's all like that."

"You can bring whatever you want." Lu Tong buttoned the last button of his jacket: "Let's go."

On the way to Nanshan Cemetery, I passed a flower shop.

Lao Yang stopped the car, and Qin Shiwu wandered around for a long time, picked out a bunch he liked, and murmured in his heart: Anyway, it's for me, so I don't care too much.

After choosing the flowers, they got into the car, and half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the gate of Nanshan Cemetery.

Qin Shiwu was a little nervous. He looked up and saw that the tombstones were densely packed, going up layer by layer, like a ladder.

Qin Chu patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."

The tombstone of "Qin Shiwu" was on the fifth floor. After several months, Qin Shiwu couldn't help but froze when he saw that familiar face again.

Not long ago, this face was vividly reflected in front of everyone, it was only when he was sleeping, and in the blink of an eye, sixteen years had passed.

Qin Shiwu put the flowers in front of the tombstone, and said silently in his heart: I also died for you once.

As soon as he put down the flowers, a soft-spoken female voice came from behind: "Excuse me, are you Lu Tong?"

Qin Shiwu said in his heart: Isn't it true that you can bump into fans when you come to Nanshan Cemetery?

With such a heavy snow, there were few people going to the grave.

It can be seen that Lu Tong really has a lot of fans.

Qin Shiwu looked back, and the woman in white clothes looked familiar. I can't tell the age, just looking at the face, it looks like he is in his twenties, with a ponytail, fair skin, and a soft voice.

Lu Tong paused.

The woman smiled, and she smiled very delicately. She was holding flowers in her hand, and she seemed to be here to visit an old friend.

"You may have forgotten me," the woman said.

Qin Chu frowned, as if recalling, he said a little uncertainly: "Lin Xiaomian?"

Lin Xiaomian put the flowers in front of the tombstone: "It's me, I haven't seen you for many years, it's hard for you to remember."

Qin Shiwu took a step back: =口=!

I rely on!

I lean on lean on lean!

Lin Xiaomian turned her head and saw Qin Shiwu.

Qin Shiwu retreated even harder, almost retreating into Lu Tong's arms.

Until now, he has a sense of time-traveling.

That's right, the little girl who used to always hide behind her has grown into an adult who is in charge of her own affairs. On the other hand, I am still a kid.

Lu Tong met his old friend by chance and introduced him: "This is my son, Qin Shu."

Lin Xiaomian: "Hello."

Qin Shiwu was extremely awkward: "... Hello."

He thought to himself: If my mother wants me to call her aunt later, I'll just jump off the top of Nanshan Cemetery and die.

Fortunately, Lu Tong didn't force others to do anything against him, and didn't ask Qin Shiwu to call Lin Xiaomian Auntie.

Lu Tong asked him, "You came to see him too?"

Lin Xiaomian: "I just happened to be free today, so I came here when I passed by Nanshan Cemetery. I thought his tombstone must be covered by the heavy snow, so I wanted to clean it up."

Lu Tong: "We just came here."

Lin Xiaomian nodded, she looks similar to ten years ago, the only change left by the years is that she looks more mature.

She still spoke very little, and once she spoke a long sentence, she was prone to stuttering, so she simply didn't say anything.

After watching "Qin Shiwu", Lin Xiaomian said, "I'll go see Teacher Zhao again."

Qin Shiwu asked in surprise, "Teacher Zhao?"

Lin Xiaomian glanced at him.

Qin Chu: "My head teacher in high school."

Of course, Qin Shiwu knew that Mr. Zhao—Old Zhao, was Zhao Yan, and he could be considered his high school head teacher even if he rounded it up!

Qin Shiwu: "Old Zhao...I mean, is that Mr. Zhao here too?"

Qin Chu looked down at him, and said softly, "She's also buried here."

Qin Shiwu was shocked and looked at Qin Chu in disbelief.

Qin Chu said, "She died when I was in college, and it was also because of cancer."

Qin Shiwu remembered that Lao Zhao used to take medicine a lot, and often asked Qin Chu to help her go to the hospital to get some strange traditional Chinese medicine to take back. A few times, I even caught her drinking traditional Chinese medicine in the office, but Qin Shiwu never took it to heart, thinking that Lao Zhao's health was not very good.

Qin Chu: "When I taught us, it was found that it was already in the middle stage. After graduation, she went to the hospital. She had a good time in the middle, and she planned to get married. But then the tumor spread to her whole body. She couldn't be saved, so she left at home."

Qin Shiwu swallowed his saliva: "How could this be?"

When Lao Zhao came to see him back then, she comforted herself to get better soon.

In the blink of an eye for a few years, how come I also lost my life.

Lu Tong said warmly: "The world is impermanent, Qin Shu, cherish the present."

Qin Shiwu said, "Are you going to see your head teacher?"

Qin Chu: "Let's go."

Looking at Qin Shiwu like this, it is impossible not to look at it.

In the eighth row where Lao Zhao was, from Qin Shiwu's "his" tombstone, he had to walk three more floors.

Qin Shiwu stood in front of Lao Zhao's tomb for a while, Lin Xiaomian stood up and bid farewell to their family, leaving only Qin Shiwu's thin back.

Pretty much the same as ten years ago.

Qin Chu said, "We'll wait for you in the car."

Qin Shiwu looked back at him.

Lu Tong instructed: "Bring an umbrella, it might snow again in a while."

Qin Shiwu paused: "I'll be back soon."

Not long after Lin Xiaomian left, she was stopped by Qin Shiwu.

"etc!"

The two had already walked out of Nanshan Cemetery.

Lin Xiaomian turned around, and Qin Shiwu said, "I want to ask...well, do you often visit him?"

"I come here once a year, not too often. We were at the same table when we were in high school." Lin Xiaomian replied gently.

"Nonsense!" Qin Shiwu murmured in his heart, "How could I not know, this tablemate was forcibly joined by me."

The motive at the beginning was very simple, it was just to copy Lin Xiaomian's homework.

Qin Shiwu took two steps forward and found that Lin Xiaomian was not very tall either. Compared with her high school, she never grew any taller.

His current body is taller than that of the previous "Qin Shiwu", but Lin Xiaomian must not be aware of it, because for him, it is a matter of a few months, but for Lin Xiaomian, it is a matter of more than ten years .

Qin Shiwu grabbed a handful of hair and didn't know what to ask Lin Xiaomian.

She is also one of my good friends back then. Qin Shiwu died so casually, and now reunited in this embarrassing situation, Qin Shiwu felt a little guilty and didn't know what to say embarrassment.

He didn't speak, but Lin Xiaomian spoke first: "How high are you in this year?"

Qin Shiwu replied honestly: "Grade one."

Lin Xiaomian asked him again: "How old are you?"

Qin Shiwu said, "I'll be fifteen after my birthday this year."

Lin Xiaomian's eyes fell into the snow after hearing him say this.

Qin Shiwu felt a chill on his face, and reached out to touch it. It turned out that the sky had started to snow again.

He couldn't help thinking: Why is she in a daze?

Qin Shiwu thought again: Otherwise, ask her where she works, and I will go and play with her when I am on vacation.

After thinking about it again: Forget it, maybe she is married, and I am not the same age at all.

Qin Shiwu's spiritual world was pure and terrifying, completely blank, and he couldn't come up with the answer to the world's difficult problem of "what should I do if my good friends suddenly get married and start a business in a few months", so he choked up and didn't make a sound.

Lin Xiaomian put away her umbrella, and Qin Shiwu asked strangely, "What are you doing with your umbrella? You'll catch a cold from such heavy snow."

The next moment, the woman hugged him.

Qin Shiwu hurriedly opened his hand, and took a step back in horror, with a shocked expression: =口=!

"Wait!" Qin Shiwu felt that Lin Xiaomian was hugging him too tightly, "Wait, wait!"

Call it "Auntie", he won't be able to call it when he dies.

Let's call him "Lin Xiaomian", it seems that he is neither big nor young, and he is very rude.

Just when Qin Shiwu was struggling, Lin Xiaomian cried silently for a while, and then let him go.

"Thank you." She lowered her head, the same as sixteen years ago.

She had wanted to say this a long time ago. On a frisky afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and the playground was very lively. In the classroom of Class 12 of Senior High, she was threatened by a tall, bad boy and told her to stand Copy homework for him on the desk.

Lin Xiaomian remembered the feeling of helplessness at that time. No one in the class was willing to help her because they were afraid of that boy.

This seems to be a very normal thing. Because she is thin and easy to be bullied, she will always be the front-line personnel who are bullied.

That afternoon, a teenager suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the mud puddle.

Lin Xiaomian always wanted to say thanks, but couldn't find a chance.

Her "savior" was very busy, either dealing with other suitors or going around Lu Tong. Later, there was a sudden terminal illness and parting from life and death.

She said thank you and waited for sixteen years.

"This is for you." Lin Xiaomian took out a photo and stuffed it into Qin Shiwu's hands.

She opened the umbrella, turned around hastily, and said in a low voice, "I recognize you."

Qin told her like this fifteen or sixteen years ago: When we meet again, you will definitely not recognize me.

Lin Xiaomian's answer now is this: "I recognized you the first time I saw you."

Qin Shiwu looked down at the photo in his hand. It could be seen that it had been well preserved for sixteen years, and the edges and corners of the photo were curled and faded.

In the photo is a group photo of a playground, with him, Lu Tong, and Qin Chu in a doll costume.

The other photo was blank, with only a background, but Qin Shiwu recognized it: this was his selfie.

—The wallpaper of his previous mobile phone was taken on the football field. The person has disappeared, but the background is still there.

Qin Shiwu's hands trembled, and when he looked up again, Lin Xiaomian had disappeared.

With a twitch in his heart, a terrifying thought came to his mind: Lin Xiaomian knows him!

Sixteen years ago, he told the other party nonsense that he was time-traveling, and she remembered it! And—she believed it! She must have recognized herself just now!

"Lin Xiaomian!" Qin Shiwu took two steps after him.

"Damn it." He cursed in a low voice, unable to tell what it felt like: "Why are you running so fast?"

"Lin Xiaomian! Where's the person!" Qin Shiwu went around but couldn't find him, and looked down at the photo with only the background left.

What about people, how can people disappear?

Is it a cutout? How is it possible... Why is Lin Xiaomian deducting herself from the picture?

He paused, as if he remembered something, turned around and ran towards Nanshan Cemetery.

Qin Shiwu's heartbeat became more and more violent. He stumbled and almost knelt in front of "Qin Shiwu"'s tombstone, and finally noticed clearly the time of "Qin Shiwu"'s death.

September…

Qin Shiwu's pupils suddenly shrank.

September, how could it be September...

Isn't that the day he traveled here?

Moreover, Lu Tong said that Qin Shiwu swallowed his saliva. Lu Tong clearly said that "Qin Shiwu" passed away on New Year's Eve, and the New Year has not yet passed.

Why is the time of death wrong? This Qin Shiwu died in September, so why did the "Qin Shiwu" he traveled through die on New Year's Eve?

Is all this his dream?

Qin Shiwu pinched his face and frowned in pain.

It's not a dream, he just met Lin Xiaomian just now, and he still has a photo from sixteen years ago...

Qin Shiwu quickly flipped through the photo, and a strange scene happened in the photo. It was originally a group photo of three people, but now there are only two people left, and "he" is slowly disappearing.

In just a few seconds, "he" seemed to have evaporated, and the photo, like his selfie, vacated a person's place.

Qin Shiwu froze in place, and suddenly understood a truth: You can't say anything.

Absolutely can't say...

Lin Xiaomian didn't say anything, but he told himself in a very cryptic way. Even so, the only photo that "Qin Shiwu" existed was preserved. After he met Lin Xiaomian, it was also corrected by the objective timeline.

Well, do they... also know?

Qin Shiwu stood in front of the tombstone, with two piles of snow on his shoulders.

Do my parents still remember?

Qin Shiwu didn't dare to ask anymore. He didn't dare to ask at all what happened that year.

After being in a daze for a while, Qin Shiwu raised his stiff legs and walked down.

Lu Tong waited for him for a long time, and when he saw him coming down, he immediately became anxious: "Why don't you open an umbrella?"

He quickly patted the snow off Qin Shiwu's shoulders and rubbed his face: "Is it cold?"

Qin Shiwu came back to his senses and hugged Lu Tong fiercely.

Lu Tong was so hugged by him that his body was a little unsteady, and he hugged him gently: "What's the matter? Did you encounter any sad things?"

Qin Shiwu shook his head.

He seemed to know why Lu Tong had "ignored him" for more than ten years.

Qin Shiwu has never experienced such a profound feeling of wanting to say but not being able to say, because he is afraid of unknown variables, he dare not say anything, for fear that he will break the current balance and some supernatural event will occur.

He has even experienced time travel, what else can he not believe in?

Qin Chu opened the umbrella: "Don't stand outside and freeze."

With Lu Tong half in his arms, he carried his wife and son into the car.

"Grandpa is coming to Hangzhou this year to celebrate your birthday, have you thought about how to celebrate it?" Qin Chu asked.

Lu Tong said, "Don't make Taixing move the crowd, just have a family dinner."

Qin Chu: "I don't want to, but you know that my dad is a bit old-fashioned. He thinks that his grandson just woke up and wants to make a big show, so I'm happy."

Lu Tong sighed: "Then let dad do whatever he wants. I don't have any objections, what about you?"

He asked Qin Shiwu.

Qin Shiwu still hasn't recovered from his thoughts just now, he now feels that his brain is not enough, and he needs to urgently read two quantum physics books to explain these mysterious and mysterious events.

The last photo in the world representing "Qin Shiwu" has disappeared, and now only Qin Shu remains.

Even if Qin Shiwu tried to find any evidence, he would not find any physical evidence to prove that he had really been there sixteen years ago.

Just like a dream, he may still remember it now, but after a few years, will he still remember it.

Dreams are generally like this. When you fall asleep, you feel awake. As time goes by, you will be completely forgotten.

Perhaps one day, he will also feel that all this is his dream.

Going home that day, Lu Tong was tired and sleepy, and fell asleep as soon as he got home.

Qin Shiwu lay beside his bed, watched him fall asleep, and went back to his room silently.

Before entering the door, he was blocked by Qin Chu in the corridor, holding two cans of Wangzai milk: "Let's talk?"

Qin Shiwu was listless.

Qin Chu hit him with his fist: "What does it look like to be downcast? Tell Dad, did you encounter any difficulties in life?"

Qin Shiwu held one of the cans of Wangzai milk, it was still warm, and took a sip: "Speak up, can you help me solve it?"

Qin Chu: "Speaking out makes me happy."

Qin Shiwu: "Damn it!"

Qin Chu took him to the garden room on the second floor, which was surrounded by transparent glass and covered with a thick layer of snow.

Opening the glass door in front of him, a gust of cold wind poured in.

Qin Chu: "Don't tell your mother, or we will be scolded if we are caught blowing here in a while."

Qin Shiwu gulped down Wangzai's milk, slammed the jar on the table with a "bang", and performed drunk milk live.

"Dad, I saw Lin Xiaomian today, and she gave me two photos."

Qin Shiwu fumbled in his pocket for a while, and handed the photo to Qin Chu.

Qin Chu glanced at it, and said tacitly: "Unexpected, but reasonable."

The moment Qin Shiwu saw that Qin Chu was not surprised, he understood everything. He couldn't help wiping his eyes with his arm: "I'm sorry..."

Qin Chu rubbed his head randomly: "What is there to be sorry for?"

Qin Shiwu burst into tears: "I always thought you guys hated me!"

Qin Chu still didn't forget his poisonous tongue at this time: "My words are a little bit. Who told you to take away Lu Tong's love as soon as you were born. But what he said is really wronged."

Qin Shiwu lay down on the table with teary eyes: "Does Lu Tong also know?"

Qin Chu laughed: "You son of a bitch, do you think your acting skills are good? How can you fool Guan Gong by playing big swords in front of him?"

"I'm sorry..." Qin Shiwu cried with red eyes.

Qin Chu: "Why did you apologize again?"

Qin Shiwu said in a muffled voice, "I made you feel sad."

Whether it was sixteen years ago or sixteen years later.

Lu Tong once experienced despair, and sixteen years later, he made Lu Tong feel the fear of that year again.

Qin Shiwu didn't know what happened to Lu Tong during the month of unconsciousness after he fell into the water. He held a little humble hope, thinking that he had traveled in time and space, or desperately thought that he would be the same as he was sixteen years ago. , disappear when it is said to disappear.

"I've been bothering you guys, sorry woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Qin Chu went into battle with both hands, pinching his face: "Who said you are in trouble? Stop crying, crying so ugly with a face that looks like mine."

Qin Shiwu retorted unwillingly: "I look handsome even when I cry, okay?"

Qin Chu: "It's okay to cry at Dad's place, you are not allowed to cry in front of Lu Tong, do you know that. Otherwise, he will be sad for several months, understand?"

Qin Shiwu was pinched in the face and forced to nod.

Qin Chu: "This is an agreement between the two of us, and we can't tell your mother, understand?"

Qin Shiwu: "I understand! Don't pinch me, it hurts to death! I can live on my face, okay?"

Qin Chu punched him: "I don't know who gave you this face, it's not big or small."

Although Qin Shiwu didn't feel that he was being comforted, he suddenly became enlightened strangely.

Qin Chu was like this, so if he asked him to comfort him in a gentle voice, it would be better to pinch Qin Shiwu for a while. However, there is a reassuring power in him, as if as long as one relies on him, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome.

Qin Shiwu's trip to the cemetery today did make him grow up a lot, and gave him a new understanding of life and being alive.

When the child had cried enough, Qin Chu suddenly said, "If you haven't figured out where to go for your birthday, I have a place and I want to take you there."

Qin Shiwu's sad emotions came and went quickly. When his father caught him, he immediately became interested: "Where are you going?"

Qin Chu: "Temporarily keep it secret, the same as before."

Qin Shiwu felt that he was pretending to be a ghost, so he patted his buttocks and walked into the house.

Qin Chu looked at his back and said to himself, "It's grown so big."

Qin Shiwu's real birthday is actually a little later than that of the previous "Qin Shiwu", and it will be after the year.

This year, Qin Heng and the others rushed from Beijing to Hangzhou to celebrate the new year. The family lived in a villa, which was more lively than usual.

Qu Muyao took Qin Shiwu to play like crazy for a few days, Lu Tong went to the school in person, and settled the matter of Qin Shiwu's suspension of school, so that when he starts school in February, he can go directly to the province. in class.

For teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen, going to class is a very ordinary and ordinary thing.

However, Qin Shiwu lived a life of ups and downs in his short fifteen years, and he encountered all kinds of extraordinary things over and over again. So when he heard the news that he was going to attend class next semester, when he was asked to face the class, it seemed like a lifetime away.

After the Chinese New Year, Qin Heng and the others returned to Beijing due to urgent matters.

Lu Tong and Qin Chu stayed in Hangzhou to celebrate Qin Shiwu's birthday.

The start time of No. 1 Middle School is after the Lantern Festival, a week after the New Year. Qin Shiwu's birthday was just two days before the Lantern Festival, and the snow in Hangzhou had stopped, but it was still cold, and the wind was raging on his face like a bone scraper.

Qin Chu got up early in the morning on his birthday.

Lu Tong went to boil an egg and asked Qin Shiwu to eat it no matter how much he hated it, so that the next year would be smooth.

At night, Qin Shiwu couldn't help asking Qin Chu where he was going to take him.

Qin Chu sold the pass for a day, and when it was dark, he finally set off and drove to the suburbs.

After driving for forty-five minutes, after crossing the viaduct, it became more and more remote.

Qin Shiwu rubbed his arms: "It's so eerie, Dad, you don't intend to take me to a remote place to kill people and silence me!"

He clicked his tongue and said, "Although I know you are very narrow-minded, I didn't expect you to actually do such a crazy thing!"

Lu Tong pinched his face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qin Shiwu rubbed his hands twice, and immediately admitted his mistake: "I'm talking nonsense!"

The car stopped.

Qin Chu opened the door: "Come down, ancestor. You did evil in your previous life, and you will be your father in this life."

Qin Shiwu snorted, squinted his eyes and looked around: "It's so dark, where is this place?"

He felt that the surroundings were somewhat familiar, but after all sixteen years had passed, it was normal for Qin Shiwu not to recognize him immediately.

Qin Chu found a main switch, and with a "click", pulled the switch up.

Suddenly, all the lights in front of Qin Shiwu turned on, almost dazzling.

A very delicate amusement park appeared in front of him.

Qin Shiwu's eyes widened: "This is—" Sixteen years ago, Lutong's secret base!

No, not like, not that new.

This amusement park was already very old sixteen years ago, how could it not be broken?

Unless... Qin Chu renovated it.

"Let's go." Qin Chu gave Qin Shiwu a push, "Welcome to Qin Shu's wonderful world."

Qin Shiwu: =口=!

"What the **** name!"

Qin Chu said indifferently: "I just thought about it, isn't it not bad?"

Qin Shiwu: "Too childish!"

Qin Chu: "This amusement park has been built for you since you were born. Every year, a new ride will be added to it. Son, in every ride, there is a birthday present for you. You Now you can collect gifts for fifteen years at once."

He paused and rubbed Qin Shiwu's head: "Your mother and I have never forgotten your birthday."