Chapter 522

Gu canzhao blocked Lu Xiaolai's face with five fingers, pushed her back to her seat and said flatly, "I'm just a birthday. I don't need a present."

Lu Xiaolai asked, "why?"

"It's no good. It's a waste of time."

Lu Xiaolai focuses on Gu canzhao, trying to see something from his expression.

But Gu canzhao's face didn't have any superfluous expression. It seemed that what he was saying had nothing to do with him.

Intuition tells Lu Xiaolai that his birthday is not as simple as he seems.

Lu Xiaolai dropped his eyes and looked at Gu canzhao. He said, "you just can't do it. You can't do anything else."

Gu canzhao ate the last bite of rice in the bowl and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

Lu Xiaolai looked down at the last few mouthfuls of rice left in his bowl and was unwilling to lag behind.

Gu canzhao looked at her pattern of pickpocketing rice and said with a smile: "it's not a reason that can't be said. You don't have to avoid it."

"Why, I didn't..." Lu Xiaolai's mouth full of rice, vaguely replied.

"Because the day of the accident was my birthday."

Lu Xiaolai's hands were stagnant, and all his expressions were frozen at that moment.

Birthday, accident.

Something flashed by in his mind so fast that Lu had no time to catch it and was covered by other information.

On the day of his birthday, when such a sad accident happened, his birthday, which should have been celebrated happily, was dyed with the color of nightmare. Instead, it was Lu Xiaolai, and he didn't want to have another birthday.

A birthday like that is not a celebration, but a whipping of the soul and a torture of the human heart!

Lu Xiaolai's mouth is full of rice, and his cheeks are bulging, so he is seated.

Gu canzhao frowned slightly and knocked twice on the table: "silly? If you swallow the food in your mouth, don't choke

Lu Xiaolai chews a few times and swallows the rice directly. After drinking, she puts the rice stuck in her throat into her esophagus. Looking at Gu canzhao's light look, she feels very sad.

She could not find any words to comfort him, and she knew that he might not need her comfort at all.

Lu Xiaolai stretched out his hand and held Gu canzhao's hand tightly. The light between his eyes seemed to be colorful: "let's celebrate our birthday together this year! Just a few of us! "

"Who do you mean by your friends?" Gu canzhao has a bad feeling in his heart.

"We, song Fengya and Wan Liangjie, would be better if we could call you together! But you you don't seem to know sister Wanliang very well... That's also the Deputy monitor of our class. If you want to, you can call Mr. Changyu and sister Chunhua together. There seems to be no one else Lu Xiaolai seriously thought about whether he had missed anyone in his mind.

Gu canzhao's eyes sank: "do you still want to make a party?"

"It's a party. It's just a celebration."

"I'm not interested. Don't party for my birthday."

"But just for your birthday!"

"Lu Xiaolai, you want to make trouble, don't you?"

"Yes

Gu canzhao's face was dark and heavy, and he could not smile half a minute: "I hate the excitement, and you publicize it."

"You are not the same as song Fengya, and you can't pass the barrier in your heart."

Gu canzhao was stunned and looked at her.

Lu Xiaolai, serious and serious, continued: "you can't choose your birthday because you can't get out of the shadow of that day?"