Lin Zhimo still didn't say anything, but just smiled and signaled Huo Xiwen to go ahead and observe it himself.

Huo Xiwen took the candle from Lin Zhimo's hand and walked forward slowly. He saw that there was not a piece of grass in front of him, but piece by piece. Some places were shoveled flat and exposed the soil below, while others were covered with thick layers of grass clippings. However, because the sky was too dark, Huo Xiwen couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely realized that this should have been made by Lin Zhimo on purpose.

"Okay, Sister Wen, you can stop." Lin Zhimo said behind him just as Huo Xiwen walked about six or seven steps.

Huo Xiwen turned his head and saw that Lin Zhimo had arrived not far behind him at some point. He bent down slightly and then smiled and said, "Sister Wen, I lied to you just now... Now, this is the gift I gave you!"

After saying that, Lin Zhimo dropped the candle in his hand to the ground. Huo Xiwen was about to be careful when he saw Lin Zhimo's grass falling from the candle began to burn, and then the flames quickly spread around. However, what was strange was that the flames actually seemed like a train driving on the track. Although the speed was very fast, it seemed to be following a track.

Lin Zhimo walked to Huo Xiwen and said softly: "Sister Wen, enjoy the fireworks feast I gave you."

Huo Xiwenho's eyes widened, and then in her unbelievable eyes, the trajectory of flames on the ground began to gradually take shape, surrounding the two of them.

"Is this the word...?" Huo Xiwen finally discovered something and shouted in surprise: "This is the word 'day'!" Then she thought of something surprisingly and looked at Lin Zhimo.

Lin Zhimo nodded affirmatively and said word by word: "Birth, day, happy, happy!"

Huo Xiwen's bright eyes began to mist again, and she naturally knew that these tasks must have been done by Lin Zhimo this morning and afternoon. Lin Zhimo must have worked hard to create this big project in such a short time.

Lin Zhimo put the cake on the ground, then took out a rose from his back like a magic trick, and said again: "Sister Wen, happy birthday!"

Huo Xiwen only felt that he was so excited today that he was so excited that he was staring at Lin Zhimo's hand that he had settled there.

Lin Zhimo gently hugged Huo Xiwen into his arms, and his lips gently kissed Huo Xiwen's somewhat cold forehead.

After feeling the light kiss on his forehead, Huo Xiwen came to his senses. He could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and hugged Lin Zhimo.

"Flower...Sister Wen, the flower, crushed the flower..."

Huo Xiwen turned his head hard in Lin Zhimo's arms and said vaguely: "Zhimo, I'm so happy... This is not a dream, right?"

Lin Zhimo didn't care about the roses in his hand at this time, held Huo Xiwen's shoulder with both hands, stared at Huo Xiwen's water-cut eyes, and said, "Sister Wen, you are not dreaming. I promise that you will be with me every year on your birthday in the future."

The voice is light, but the tone is firm.

"Zhimo..."

Huo Xiwen only felt that his heart was completely trapped by Lin Zhimo's words. He raised his head and looked at Lin Zhimo's pupils. Slowly, Huo Xiwen felt that Lin Zhimo was getting closer and closer to him. He felt panic, and his eyes could not help but close tightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Instead of kissing Huo Xiwen's pink and plump lips directly, Lin Zhimo put his mouth to Huo Xiwen's ear, sniffed gently, and then said, "Sister Wen, this is just the beginning of the fireworks party."

Huo Xiwen was itchy in Lin Zhimo's ears, and he twisted his body uneasyly and said, "What's just opening..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Xiwen was stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this time, if you look down from the sky, you will see four big words written with flames appearing on the dark earth. The golden flames sway, and each word nearly three meters long seems to be about to fly away in the air.

At this time, Lin Zhimo hugged Huo Xiwen and stood in the middle of the word "Sun".

Huo Xiwen looked at the swaying flames in front of her, and her heart was filled with emotion.

At this moment, Lin Zhimo suddenly began to count down slowly: "8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1!"

Huo Xiwen's mood became more and more excited as he counted down.

As Lin Zhimo's countdown ended, a flame suddenly spurted around the four big words "Happy Birthday", and then the flame grew taller and taller until it grew into a fire tree and silver flowers, completely wrapping the two of them inside.

Under the golden flames, Huo Xiwen's pretty face became more and more beautiful, and his dark pupils were shining with golden powder.

"So beautiful... Zhimo, you look so beautiful! Haha..." Huo Xiwen was excited and jumped and jumped like a little girl who got her beloved toy.

When the fireworks gradually faded, Huo Xiwen was about to speak, Lin Zhimo gently covered her ears with both hands. Huo Xiwen was stunned, and then he heard a muffled "bang", followed by a series of sounds.

Lin Zhimo gently raised Huo Xiwen's head, and then she saw that the originally dark night sky was suddenly lit up by a colorful red color - the blooming fireworks were like golden chrysanthemums, like peonies, like colorful butterflies, and like fire trees, one by one, the blooming fireworks were like a silver horse hanging from the clouds, falling in the air and turning into petals of flowers, reaching out.

Huo Xiwen looked at the fireworks feast in the night sky, as if her life had been lit up. She couldn't help but look at the maker of the fireworks performance.

Lin Zhimo also looked at her at this time.

At this time, graceful fireworks were still blooming in the night sky, and the colorful colors made the earth brighter as daylight.

But in the eyes of the two people on the ground, the dazzling and blurred fireworks have become dispensable backgrounds. In the eyes of their eyes, the other has become their whole world and can no longer tolerate other things.

The shadows of the two on the ground gradually merged together.
Chapter completed!