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After Qin Yao hung up the phone, he looked at the worried Han Sifeng with a bright smile on his face. "Have you decided where you want to go in the afternoon?"

Did she know something?

Seeing her troubled expression, Qin Yao was extremely worried that she had already found out about Han Muyun.

"Mm …" to go home and do housework. " How could Han Sifeng be in the mood to play? He just wanted to go home and quietly think about it.

"Haha, it's rare to have a birthday, yet you're thinking about housework?"

"It's just a birthday …" Han Sifeng's voice became smaller and smaller.

Just Birthday... Why was she so troubled?

This was the second time he was having a meal alone with Qin Yao.

Han Sifeng still remembered the first time on the lover's path, under the candlelight, he had a handsome yet elegant smile.

That was the first time she drank. She felt drunk, as if she was floating in the clouds, soft and bitter.

Han Sifeng thought back to that night, the one thing she had always wanted to ask.

Actually, you know something? — This was something he always wanted to ask, but he always swallowed it back.

"Hey, you know …"

After the meal, he strolled aimlessly down the street with Qin Yao. Han Sifeng finally opened his mouth and asked, "You know a lot of things about Xiaoyun, right?"

"Hmm?" Qin Yao turned around and saw a beautiful curve appear on her face in the afternoon.

"I feel like... Xiao Yun seems to have something on her mind recently. " Han Sifeng didn't know how to reply and smiled wryly.

"Aren't you the one who knows Han Muyun the best?" Qin Yao retorted.

"That was before … "Now …"

When Han Sifeng thought of his departing figure, his heart was filled with bitterness.

"It's the same now." Qin Yao interrupted Han Sifeng and pointed to a nearby amusement park. "Do you want to go over there?"

In the weekend amusement park, the children's playful voices and the youth's bright laughter mixed together, causing Han Sifeng to think of that autumn afternoon when Little Yin had a warm and peaceful smile.

"Feng, what are you thinking about?" Qin Yao asked with a smile when he saw Han Sifeng standing under a tree, staring blankly at the lake.

"Let's go boating." Han Sifeng sucked in a deep breath and smilingly raised his head to look at Qin Yao.

The seasick Han Sifeng actually asked to row the boat on his own accord.

He wasn't trying to find the shadow of the smiling boy, he was just trying to experience the dizziness again.

Xiao Yin had once told her that the feeling of happiness was the feeling of dizziness.

It was like lying in a pile of straw under the autumn sun, feeling dizzy from the sun's rays.

"You don't look too good. Are you seasick?"

Not even five minutes had passed when Qin Yao looked worriedly at the darkening expression on Han Sifeng's face.

"Nope." Han Sifeng forced out a smile.

Perhaps the happiness in Xiao Yin's words was something she couldn't understand.

"You're seasick." Qin Yao looked at Han Sifeng and said with certainty.

Before she could say anything, he put a hand to her temple.

"I'm fine." Han Sifeng dodged his hand in panic and said while forcing himself to remain calm.

Qin Yao frowned and sighed. "What a fool."

Han Sifeng lowered his head and looked at the sparkling lake water. He felt another wave of dizziness, feeling as if his soul and body had separated. One was floating in the air while the other was submerged in water.

Today should be a happy day, but why do I suddenly feel sad?

Qin Yao stopped the boat and let it slowly swim through the lake.

Normally, she would be happy when she was with him, but today was different.

Such a simple and innocent Xiao Feng really had something on his mind.

Han Sifeng saw the huge Ferris Wheel reflected on the surface of the water.

She suddenly felt pain in her heart and couldn't help but think of the pendant in her bag.

Ferris Wheel... Deep within his memories, there seemed to be a forbidden zone that could not be touched …

Just what is it … Why did that Ferris Wheel arouse her thoughts?

"Are you still thinking about Le Tiin?"

As Qin Yao stared at her snow-white neck, he suddenly had a strange feeling. This sorrowful girl had strummed a string in his heart, causing him to want to wipe away the creases in her brows.

"Huh?" Han Sifeng raised his head in a daze. She was not in her best condition today and was not suitable for outside.

Still thinking about the boy who might not come back?

A trace of determination and helplessness flashed across Qin Yao's eyes.

If he really couldn't forget, then he had no choice but to take his place. Otherwise, this kind of small wind would be too worrisome.

Qin Yao leaned over, put his arm around her shoulders, and lowered his head.

As Han Sifeng was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Qin Yao's handsome face enlarge in front of his eyes. His plump and sexy lips were drawing closer and closer to hers …

She wanted to avoid him, but to her surprise, her already uncomfortable stomach suddenly burst into action.

"Wow …"

Han Sifeng felt his stomach churn. He couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited out the rebellious steak.

After spitting it out in a mess, Han Si Feng foolishly took the tissue from the side. Right now, Han Si Feng felt that this really was the most … It was a painful birthday.

By the time Han Sifeng had slightly recovered his composure, the boat had already docked at the shore. Qin Yao picked up one of the large bags beside him and pulled her back onto the shore. He softly sighed, "As expected, she's seasick."

Han Sifeng felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead. The wind made him feel even worse.

Qin Yao also felt that today wasn't the best day to continue playing. He gently wiped the sweat off Han Sifeng's forehead with a tissue and said, "Go back. In the future, don't force yourself so much."

Han Sifeng looked at the Ferris Wheel standing on the other side of the lake and nodded silently.

On a winter afternoon, the Ferris Wheel was slowly spinning. There was no end and no beginning. It seemed like a type of reincarnation.

In a small house inside the Ferris Wheel stood a tall and straight man.

With the turn of the Ferris Wheel, he had risen to the top, overlooking the amusement park.

He liked the Ferris Wheel. He watched this huge circle slowly revolve, as if the entire world was peacefully revolving in his hands.

The pairs of people inside who thought that they were blissful would not know how dangerous and merciful the person who controlled this Ferris Wheel was.

Han Sifeng was curled up on the sofa, his head still feeling a little dizzy.

Qin Yao poured a cup of hot water and placed it in front of her. "Have you tasted the porridge before?" he asked. I'll do it for you. "

"Hmm?"

Did Qin Yao cook porridge for her?

Han Sifeng looked up at Qin Yao in astonishment. He had already taken off his coat and was wearing a simple and refreshing black sweater.

"No appetite?" Seeing that Han Sifeng remained silent and only looked at him, Qin Yao gave an awkward smile.

"That's troublesome." Han Sifeng felt much better, so happy that he couldn't help but smile.

She had never imagined that the male god would cook for her.

With a faint smile, Qin Yao immediately headed for the kitchen.

The porridge of the cypress is a cosmetic one...

A tiny ripple appeared in Han Sifeng's heart. Qin Yao must have frequently cooked for Qi Yuan to eat.

He went up to the kitchen and down the hall. Whoever marries him in the future would be very lucky.

As Han Sifeng was thinking, he suddenly felt his stomach turn sour again. He immediately got up and walked towards the washroom.

When Han Sifeng emerged, Qin Yao was standing at the entrance, conversing with someone.

However, after only a few seconds, Qin Yao closed the door and turned around.

"Didn't Xiao Yun come back?"

Han Sifeng saw him turn around with something that looked like a package in his hand, so he went up to him and asked.

"It's your package." A hint of gloom flashed across Qin Yao's eyes as he handed the palm-sized box over to me. Afterwards, he smiled and said, "It seems Little Wind is still very popular. Maybe it's a birthday present from a little boy."

"It can't be …" Not many people know about my birthday. " Han Sifeng took the box in surprise and muttered to himself.

"We'll know when we see it." Qin Yao replied with a faint smile.

Ye Zichen opened the box curiously. The box inside was still the same.

Han Sifeng didn't even dare to open it, afraid that there was something unexpected inside.

However, under Qin Yao's attentive gaze, she nervously opened the box. A flash of purple light shone into her eyes.

Purple crystal?

That string of bright, alluring, and bewitching purple color was quietly lying inside the box, reflecting the light in a crystal clear manner.

"It seems to be from America." Qin Yao unintentionally said as he glanced at the box.

It was unknown whether it was an illusion or the reflection from the crystal, but a sharp glint appeared in Qin Yao's eyes.

The boy?

Qin Yao had a deep impression of Han Muyun throwing away the crystal.

"Yes." Han Sifeng was not happy when he saw this string of crystals.

It was sent by Xiao Yin. This string of purple crystals that he was very familiar with was given to him by Han Sifeng before he left.

There was an envelope lying under the crystal.

Han Sifeng's heartbeat suddenly sped up. That was why Xiao Yin called her. It should be fine.

But why did he have such an ominous feeling?

It was as if that envelope was filled with helplessness towards fate.

Han Sifeng took a few deep breaths before he managed to control his trembling hands and opened the envelope.

A maple leaf floated out.

It was very red, like a dancing flame, and it burned his eyes.

Other than the maple leaf and the amethyst crystal, there were no other words in the package.

"Little Feng?" Qin Yao saw that Han Sifeng was in a daze and tried to sound him out.

"Ah, I'm going to take a look at the congee."

Han Sifeng immediately regained his senses and smiled apologetically. He placed the crystal and the maple leaf on the table and was about to head back to the kitchen when Qin Yao announced, "I'll go take a look. You rest first."

Seeing Qin Yao walk into the kitchen, Han Sifeng picked up the amethyst, put it on his left hand, and stared blankly at the maple leaf.

Xiao Yin called her today, but didn't mention anything about this. Why did she return the purple crystal to him?

Could it be … His illness is not optimistic?

So you prepared all these early in the morning?

"What are you thinking about?"

A gentle voice sounded from behind Han Sifeng. Before she could turn around, a pair of thick and gentle hands suddenly rested on her shoulders.

Han Sifeng was slightly stunned. He suddenly recalled his last strange action on the boat today. It seemed like …

Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her spine. Was she overthinking it?

In the end, he had been too sensitive recently. Qin Yao had always made it clear to him that there was no way he would make such a move.

Shivering, he turned his head to the side and looked at the hand on his shoulder. As expected … Strange.

Han Sifeng quickly turned around with an unnatural smile. "I …" I'll put it away. You can watch TV. "