To The Lovely You

  The candlelight reflected on Luo Xiaomei's fair and pink face, casting swaying shadows on her face. She closed her eyes gently and made a wish about him.

  Lee Minho quietly looked at her peaceful profile through the dim candlelight, and a burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart. He knew that he was no longer in her birthday wish. It's like she no longer has his shadow in her life now.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, picked up the red wine glass on the table and drank it.

Li Mengshan gently tugged at his sleeve, looked at his slightly red face, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, you have already drunk a lot tonight, don't drink any more! You forgot, the doctor said, you can not……"

   "I know, I have my senses. Don't worry." Lee Min Ho pursed his lips that were stained dark purple by the wine, and his Adam's apple rolled in pain.

   He didn't want to drink either, but when he saw the two of them snuggling closely together, there was an inexplicable air current in his heart, and he couldn't find an outlet to vent. It seems that only at the moment of drinking, when the bitter taste slowly dissolves on the tip of his tongue, can he feel a little better in his heart.

   On this side, Luo Xiaomei had already made her birthday wish and blew out the candles one by one with her cheeks puffed up. When there was the last candle left, her little face was flushed red, and she failed to blow it several times.

   Ke Jingheng, who was still sitting on the side, came over and helped her blow out the last candle. When she was unprepared, he picked a piece of cream from the cake and tapped it directly on her nose.

   "Happy Birthday!" He smiled, placing the remaining cream on his lips and licking it lightly.

  Luo Xiaoberry wiped the cream off his nose angrily, and then smeared it on his face.

   Hou Xiaoting, who had been waiting for the cake, became anxious seeing that the two were about to start spreading dog food endlessly again: "I said Xiaomei, can you two divide the cake first, and then flirt?"

   As she said that, she swallowed hard and looked at Luo Xiaomei with earnest eyes.

  Luo Xiaomei's scalp felt numb when she saw it. She had a feeling that if she didn't cut the cake for Hou Xiaoting, she would eat herself!

   So, she picked up the cutter and divided a piece for each of the little friends present, but the piece that was cut for Lee Minho was very, very large.

   No matter what other people think, she has always felt guilty about Lee Min Ho in her heart. Although a slightly larger cake is not enough to make up for the damage she caused to Lee Min-ho, but... she still wants to make up for a little bit.

   "Minho...you, you eat more." These were the first words she said to him tonight.

   Not because she was ruthless to him, but because she still had friendship with him. She knew that long pain was better than short pain, and if she couldn't help but give him too much attention, it would only make him more painful in the end.

   Lee Min Ho looked at the cake in front of him, his eyes unconsciously falling on a strawberry dotted between white cream. Every birthday in the past, he didn't eat strawberries because he left them to her.

   However, someone has already done it all for him this year...

   Ke Jingheng shoved all the strawberries on his cake into her mouth: "I specially reserved it for you, how about it? It's sweet, right?"

   "Well, it's sweet." Luo Xiaomei smiled even sweeter while biting.

   Lee Min Ho felt that he must have had a problem with his sense of taste recently. Why is it that what others think is sweet tastes bitter to him?