The cake was exquisite and small, with small chocolate leaves and plump cherries placed on top of the cream. The wind blew and the candle flames were blown around and almost went out. Cen Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the wind.

The candle burned silently between his palms, bringing with it a shallow warmth that melted the coldness of his finger bones.

He looked down at Xu Zhaixing and asked in a low voice after a long time: "Your birthday?"

Xu Zhaixing lied without blushing: "Yes! But I am the only one at home. I bought a cake and I don't know who to eat with me. Fortunately, you are here."

She smiled happily and sincerely. Cen Feng had no doubt and acquiesced to this reason. He looked at the candles that were gradually burning out and reminded: "Then make a wish."

Xu Zhaixing nodded, nodded slightly and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at Cen Feng brightly: "Brother, you can make three wishes for your birthday, and I made two.

, it seems that there is no other wish. Can I give the remaining wish to you? "

Cen Feng was stunned.

Xu Zhaixing urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, the candles are about to burn out, make a wish quickly!"

Cen Feng closed his eyes subconsciously.

My mind went blank.

What do you wish for?

Will the wish come true?

If wishes can really come true...

He wishes he had never been in this world.

It turns into a stone, a tree, even a gust of wind that blows away and disperses. As long as it is not a human being, everything is fine.

But he had no choice. The world never gave him a chance to choose. He also tried hard and struggled to live a good life.

He once truly believed that the future would be better.

It was the world that told him time and time again, stop being delusional, it will never be okay.

When he was a child, he thought that as long as he was obedient and well-behaved and ate less, his father would like him, but he was still greeted with endless beatings.

Later that man went to jail and was free. He thought that at least he would not be beaten in the orphanage, but because he was the son of a murderer, countless violent bullying was waiting for him.

The teacher told him, Cen Feng, you have to smile more and smile more, then someone will like you and be willing to adopt you.

So he endured the pain all over his body under his clothes and obediently curled up his mouth.

Sure enough, a couple adopted him later. On the day they took him home, they changed him into warm and soft new clothes and brought him a lot of cookies and candies. At that time, he thought that things would be different from now on.

But in that family, there was an older brother who had no blood relationship with him.

His brother didn't like him, Cen Feng knew from the first moment he stepped into that home.

He was all too familiar with that hateful look.

He lived carefully in this family, not daring to speak loudly, not daring to make loud footsteps, and never fighting or grabbing for anything, but his brother, who was two years older than him, still hated him.

She secretly peed on his bed in the middle of the night, tore up the homework he had carefully written, and worked with the boys at school to push him into the toilet bowl.

The malice of young people has no sense of proportion. Adults can never imagine how vicious a child can be.

Cen Feng couldn't tell his adoptive parents what their most precious son had done to him. They adopted him, provided for him with food and clothing, and sent him to school. They were kind to him, and he couldn't destroy it.

This home.

The adoptive parents felt that these were just small quarrels between two children, and that they would be over when the children grow older.

They didn't understand why he wanted to escape the home.

Until he was discovered by a talent scout from Zhongtian, it didn't matter whether he was a star or not. For a fifteen-year-old boy, he was willing to do anything to leave that silent hell-like place.

But until I became a trainee, I realized that I was just jumping from one hell to another. Everyone here is a competitor, friends will betray you, and brothers will step on your head to climb up for the chance to debut.

He has no way out.

His adoptive parents had cut off contact with him because he dropped out of school to become a trainee.

This is the path he has chosen, and he has to prove it to himself and to the world.

He also gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

But what is the result?

It was reality that slapped him one after another until he sobered up.

Looking back on his journey now, it's so ridiculous that it makes people laugh.

Reality clearly kept telling him, stop trying hard, it's useless. Stop chasing, you can't chase good things. People like you are not born to have light.

But he didn't believe it, so he moved forward, ran, stretched out his hands again and again, trying hard to touch the light, and finally fell into the abyss.

So now, I no longer have hope.

He accepted his fate.

If you don’t chase, there will be no pain; if you don’t expect extravagantly, you won’t be disappointed. All good things are false illusions, the candy that lures him, the hand that drags him into the abyss, and the poison that breaks his heart and corrodes his bones.

He won't be fooled again.

Cen Feng opened his eyes.

Xu Zhaixing was caught off guard and ran into his cold eyes, and was stung by the sharp and sharp chill that made his heart tremble.

In just a moment, Cen Feng withdrew his hand that was protecting the candle and took two steps back, full of indifference and rejection: "I have no wish."

He turned and left.

Xu Zhaixing was at a loss and froze on the spot.

Cen Feng took two steps and then stopped. He looked up at the empty street. After a few seconds, he turned around and walked back. Xu Zhaixing was still stunned, looking at him blankly.

I heard him ask: "How do you get home?"

She stammered: "Take... take a taxi."

Cen Feng looked indifferent: "Follow me."

Xu Zhaixing held the cake and followed him step by step.

She walked to the street and waited for two minutes. A taxi passed by. Cen Feng waved for the taxi and opened the door for her: "Get in."

Xu Zhaixing had no resistance at all in front of the idol who was full of aura, and climbed up to the car shivering. Halfway through the climb, he thought of something, turned around quickly, and handed the cake over: "Brother, you haven't eaten it yet.

cake."

Cen Feng frowned, as if he was impatient: "I won't eat."

Xu Zhaixing refused to give up and whispered: "It's very sweet. Can you take a bite? Just one bite..."

Looking at Cen Feng's expression, she suspected that she might be beaten to death.

The next moment, Cen Feng stretched out a finger and quickly scraped the cake, then put it to his lips and licked it.

He said: "Okay?"

Xu Zhaixing was satisfied and sat in the car obediently with the cake in his arms. Before the driver started to move, he held the car door and asked pitifully: "Brother, can I come to hear you sing next time?"

Cen Feng lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes dark and unclear: "There has been a heavy snow warning recently, so I won't come."

Xu Zhaixing nodded quickly: "Oh, okay! Brother, you should pay attention to your health and take care of yourself. I will come to see you when the weather gets warmer!"

Cen Feng did not respond.

As the car started to move, she reluctantly opened the car door and looked back. She saw the boy standing straight on the spot, his shadow stretched so long by the street light, casting a deserted shadow on the ground.

Her eyes were a little sore, she waved her hand slightly and said softly: "Brother, happy birthday."

Halfway through the car, Xu Yan called. As soon as he got through, he scolded her: "I went to the company to sign a document, and you disappeared? Didn't I tell you not to go out due to the snowstorm warning tonight?"

Xu Zhaixing quickly admitted his mistake: "I'll be back soon. I went out to buy a cake. I'll be home soon!"

Xu Yan rubbed his forehead with a headache and walked to the entrance to change his shoes: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Ten minutes later, Xu Zhaixing jumped out of the car with the cake in his arms and shook the cake in Xu Yan's suspicious eyes: "I'm greedy, I'm sorry."

Xu Yan glanced at her indifferently, "Next time you run around again, I'll tell your mother."

Xu Zhaixing said: "Brother, how old are you and still snitching? Can there still be some basic trust between people?"

This girl was always talking in different ways. Xu Yan was about to hit her on the head and give her a warning, but turned around and saw that although the little girl had a smile on her face, her eyes were downcast.

He changed from knocking to rubbing and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhaixing ran over and pressed the elevator button: "Ah? Nothing happened. Come on, hurry up, it's freezing."

If she didn't say anything, he didn't ask.

After returning to the house, Xu Zhaixing took out the cake, squatted on the edge of the coffee table and ate it with a spoon. When Xu Yan went to the bathroom to take a shower, she was in the same posture, and when she came out, she was still in the same posture, even her expression

Nothing has changed, it looks a bit boring.

Xu Yan wiped her hair and walked over to her and asked: "Do you want to come with me to the company tomorrow?"

Xu Zhaixing seemed to be stunned for a while before he realized what he was saying and nodded: "Okay, then I'll set the alarm clock."

Xu Yan said nothing more and smiled: "After eating, go to bed early."
To be continued...