The girl tossed and turned in bed, and some couldn't sleep.

Today is Xu Ran's birthday.

Su porcelain's mind has always come up with these words. Would Zhao Meixin celebrate his birthday before?

What did Xu ran have for dinner? Is he asleep now?

"All in all, I didn't say happy birthday to him today."

Su porcelain buried his face in the pillow, a little lost.

When the money jar was ready to open his mouth, the boy couldn't say it again.

She thought of song Jing's words, maybe she didn't think about this birthday.

Su porcelain thought carefully and got off the bed.

System: "whelp, what are you doing?"

Su porcelain pursed her lips: "give him a birthday."

As she passed the living room, she saw Uncle Wang. She held out a finger and looked upstairs.

Uncle Wang was a little surprised: "so late, miss want to go out?"

Su porcelain nodded cleverly.

"I want to go to my friend's place. Can Uncle Wang not tell Dad that I will be back soon."

The girl slightly raised her face, with a baby fat childish, eyes are also big and beautiful. Delicate and soft, lovely and lovely.

Uncle Wang has always been the most intolerable Miss coquettish.

But she nodded helplessly: "but miss will come back before 10 o'clock, otherwise I will tell Mr. Su."

Suzhou porcelain nodded.

Looking down at the time, she has two hours left, but it doesn't matter. It should be enough.

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from the time Xu Ran has remembered something, he has passed away from his birthday.

When I was a child, when I saw other parents celebrating other children's birthdays, Xu ran, who was only a few years old, was envious. From birth to adulthood, he seldom cried. Even those who have seen him tell Zhao Meixin that you are quiet and obedient, which is different from other children.

To school age, kindergarten will give each child a birthday. Xu ran was a little naive at that time. He thought Zhao Meixin would take him to dinner and celebrate his birthday.

the woman with perfume on his body looked down at him and said, "what do I do when I look at it?"

Only a few years old Xu ran was stunned: "Mom, today is my birthday."

Zhao Meixin looks as if she is just forgetting a trivial matter. She also bends down and pinches Xu Ran's face: "didn't you have a day in kindergarten?"

Xu ran took her hand in silence.

Zhao Meixin is chatting with a person's mobile phone, intentionally or unintentionally disengages his hand.

Xu Ran is following her, catching up with her in small steps.

But I couldn't catch it.

He was a little anxious, so he could only grasp the woman's clothes by the corner: "Mom..."

Zhao Meixin seemed to remember that she had a son. She didn't know what to say to the man on the other side. She took out a piece of chocolate from her bag: "good, mom is talking to others on the phone."

Xu ran did not remember what the kindergarten cake was like. He only remembered that the woman gave him a piece of dark chocolate that day.

It's hard.

Even if he didn't want to eat it, he was reluctant to throw it away.

Zhao Meixin never seems to remember her son's birthday. The only time that Xu ran was ill was his birthday. When the teacher called, he said by the way.

At that time, Xu ran was the best child in the class.

Zhao Meixin was just cooking noodles. She put an extra egg in front of him. The woman put the noodles in front of him: "happy birthday, son."

Xu ran still did not speak, but ate the noodles that night very clean, even soup is not left.

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