"Wait a minute." As I was lying on his large and soft bed, I suddenly remembered what he said in violet, "Didn't you say that you want to trade with me for the best? And... well, it's already June 8th.

Come on, I want a cake."

He squinted at me condescendingly, and that look made me feel very pretentious and pathetic. I admit that my demands were a bit too much, and it was inappropriate to make them to such a person at this time, but at this moment, I really

I really want to take a bite of cake. This is my new beginning at the age of twenty-five.

"Well...anything is fine...no cream is fine...I'm a little hungry." I could only find this reason. Tell him that today is my birthday, and I need to use this stupidest way to make a little

Celebrate? Haha, then I am really being too pretentious.

He probably had never seen such a boring woman. He just stared at me silently. For a while, just when I wanted to give up this boring request, he suddenly got up and went to make a phone call. Before closing the door, I heard him say

: "Prepare a birthday cake for me within half an hour...Yes, now...send it to my house..."

Tsk tsk, within half an hour, wasn’t that just the display on the counter? But at this time I wasn’t picky anymore... But how did he know that what I wanted was a birthday cake...

Before I had time to think more, he walked up to me and stroked my hair very gently, "Do you want to take a bath first? And the makeup on your face... I like your usual makeup better."

Look."

I smiled, grabbed his collar with one hand, pulled him in front of me, and said, "Is this the condition for you to prepare a cake for me?"

He raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What?" Then he quickly reacted and smiled, showing his white and neat teeth. I really like the way he smiles, it makes me feel that he is not a complete person.

With strangers, I will unknowingly relax.

He smiled and pinched my chin and said, "If you really have this wish, I can satisfy you in the future, but I remember someone said that today is the first time, so don't be too... too intense." After he finished speaking, he stood up.

When I went to the bathroom, I heard the sound of running water. I was pretty sure that my face must be very red now.

When I came out of the bathroom wearing the bathrobe he left at the door, the indoor lights had been adjusted to a warm dim yellow, and there was an exquisite fresh milk cake on the coffee table. The milky white cream was dotted with bright red strawberries. The cake was in full bloom.

There was a pink candle inserted in the middle, and the dancing flames reflected his watery eyes.

I don't understand why there is a feeling of emotion in my heart at this moment. I think it's because this scene is too far away from me, which awakens all the softness that has been buried for a long time.

"Let's have a drink first." He handed me a wine glass. We clinked the glasses and drank the liquid in the glass. I couldn't tell the difference between what I was drinking now and what I was drinking before. My sense of taste was probably numb.

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I rudely wiped a piece of strawberry dipped in cream with my index finger and stuffed it into my mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, rich in milky aroma, and fresh strawberries were my favorite.

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Chapter completed!