C94

Song Qinghuan was holding a mug as she stood in front of the hotel window, admiring the beautiful morning scenery of F Nation. Today, F Nation also welcomed the first snowfall of this year.

She stared out the window at the drifting snowflakes, which had gradually turned into snowflakes.

Song Qinghuan put down her mug, picked up her phone and sent Xu Ningzhou a short message asking where he was.

Xu Ningzhou shared the location with them. The location was not far from the hotel, and they would be back in less than five minutes.

To Song Qinghuan, meeting Xu Ningzhou in F Nation was a pleasant surprise, a surprise, and also a touching feeling.

This man was like a ball of fire, slowly melting Song Qinghuan's firm heart and unknowingly walking into her world.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Song Qinghuan thought it was Qiu Meng, but when she opened the door, she found that it was the hotel staff.

That person was holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, smiling as he said that it was ordered by a mister for Song Qinghuan to sign on.

Song Qinghuan thanked him and signed the rose. After she closed the door to the guest room, she picked up the card with her fingertip. When she opened the card, she saw the familiar notes on it.

Caesar.

"Young Master Xi."

In the room, a group of young men and women were having a party. Several of the buttons on the shirts of the men on the small stage had been torn off. He held onto the microphone and pointed at the handsome man sitting on the sofa with a very flirtatious gesture.

"Give me one?" The man had obviously drunk too much and shouted loudly.

Today was Caesar's birthday, and as the main protagonist, he was the one who was drunk the most. At this moment, his eyes were already red, and there were still people coming over with foreign wine. He blocked a wine cup handed to him and sneered, "Scram."

"Yo yo yo." The young man on the small stage reached out his hand and took off his shirt, saying in a clear voice, "Don't blame me for being unloyal. I'll tell you in secret, our Young Master Xi Ze has a good voice. If you miss today, you will regret it for the rest of your lives."

The dozen or so men and women in the box instantly burst into laughter, and one by one, they clamored for the birthday of Caesar.

The woman sitting next to Caesar said with a smile like a flower, "I have never heard you sing before, I want to hear it."

Then, he lowered his legs from the glass table. Just when everyone thought he was going up to sing a song, in the quiet room, the people who were waiting for him to sing a song heard his cell phone ringing.

Caesar took out his cell phone and took a glance at it, then used his fingertip to dust off the cigarette on his pants leg and said, "Go to the washroom, you guys are free to go."

"Eh …"

"Bro, are you kidding us?"

"Hahahaha, Caesar, it can't be that you're shy and escaped before the battle, right?"

"Everyone, leave the wine for him. When he comes back, either drink or sing, let's choose the Western Young Master."

"Flip it upside down, don't spill a single drop."

"…"

With these people blindly making noise, Caesar opened the private room's bathroom door, and the moment he closed the door, all sound was blocked.

It also made his slightly dizzy mind finally clear up for a moment. Caesar leaned behind the door, looking at the screen of his cell phone, and then pressed the number that he had deliberately forgotten.

BEEP … BEEP … BEEP …

"Hello."

Qing Yue's female voice came from the other end of the phone. Caesar massaged his temples, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. How long had it been since he last heard this voice?

"It's me." Caesar said.

"I know." Song Qinghuan raised the remote control and froze the screen. She smiled and said, "Why did you send flowers for me on your birthday?"

"Birthday gift."

Caesar lowered his eyelids, unable to see the expression in his eyes.

Before this, every year, Caesar would prepare a birthday present for Song Qinghuan. At the beginning, Song Qinghuan did not understand his actions, and after Xi Ze sent out the gift, he would happily extend his hand and ask for it, "Where is my birthday present?"

Afterwards, Caesar successfully made Song Qinghuan remember his birthday and prepared a birthday present for him.

What was the birthday present that Song Qinghuan gave him last year?

Caesar raised his head, staring at the lamp on the ceiling. He seemed to be in a daze, as if... It looked like a pen.

Ever since the two of them had their disagreements during the summer vacation, Xi Ze left the country and Song Qinghuan went to Wan Ning City. Ever since the two of them had their disagreements during the summer vacation, Xi Ze left the country and Song Qinghuan went to Wan Ning city.

The only time was because of Xi Ze's mother. Perhaps to outsiders, they were still good friends, but only Song Qinghuan and Xi Ze knew that after the estrangement occurred, these two were no longer friends. At most, they were just friends.

Birthday gift … Song Qinghuan did not prepare.

For Xi Ze, half a year had passed. For her, it had already been two lifetimes. She had forgotten about this matter from her memories. Therefore, when Xi Ze asked about her birthday present, Song Qinghuan fell silent.

There was only the sound of each other's breathing on the phone.

Caesar sneered again and hung up.

When he knew that Song Qinghuan was using him, he thought for her and thought of the difficulties that Song Qinghuan was facing in the Song Family. He thought that she was forced to do so and he believed that Song Qinghuan would explain it to him.

However, he didn't. From start to finish, Song Qinghuan didn't even have a single explanation. She had used him to scheme against others. Since when did the little girl, who was the only one in the Pure Land, become tainted by this complicated environment?

Song Qinghuan looked at the disconnected call and let out a long sigh.

Since she did not trust him, any excuse would be an excuse. She was just trying to cover it up, so she did not say anything.

When Xu Ningzhou returned, his coat was still stained with snow. The hotel's guest room was heated, the snow was flying outside, and the inside of the room was as warm as spring. He held a delicate box in his hand, and without knocking on the door, he used a key to open Song Qinghuan's room door.

"I'm back." Song Qinghuan handed a clean towel to Xu Ningzhou, who placed the box on the table.

Inside was a popular food online. Song Qinghuan had also casually seen it on the internet, so Xu Ningzhou personally went out of the hotel to buy it for Chu Xue.

"Worried about me?" Xu Ningzhou used a towel to wipe the snow off his head. In front of Song Qinghuan, he was like a pervert sticking to someone.

Song Qinghuan opened the box and the fragrance of the cake came from inside. She took out a small piece of cake and stuffed it into Xu Ningzhou's mouth, saying: "Wait for the snow to stop, then we'll return home."

"Alright." Xu Ningzhou said.