"What’s wrong? Did I make too many wishes?"
Jun Moyan snapped back to reality and smiled, "Silly, wishes are meant to be made in your heart, yet you said them all out loud."
"Oh? You can’t say them out loud? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" Wen Xiao’ai looked at the now extinguished candles, frowning with regret.
"Then light them again, and I’ll make my wishes once more."
"Alright." Jun Moyan didn’t say anything else, just took out the lighter and relit the candles.
Wen Xiao’ai clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and sincerely made her wishes again in her heart, then blew out the candles with a relieved smile.
"I’ve made my wishes. Can we eat this cake? Or should we keep it for display?"
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Wen Xiao’ai felt both curious and happy.
"You can eat it." Jun Moyan removed the candles from the cake and handed the cake knife to Wen Xiao’ai, "Here, cut it yourself."
"No need to cut it. I’ll just eat it directly. I can finish it." Wen Xiao’ai pulled the cake closer and was about to dig in with a soup spoon.
"We also have to eat later, so just a little for now."
Wen Xiao’ai took the knife, cut herself a piece, tasted it, and her little ears perked up in delight.
Delicious food indeed lifts the mood.
"Jun Moyan, have some too." Wen Xiao’ai didn’t forget to feed Jun Moyan as she ate.
"Is it good?" she asked with a smile.
"Hehe. Jun Moyan, do you humans always eat cake for birthdays?"
"It’s nice being human, having plenty of delicious things. And on birthdays, there’s such a big cake, plus making wishes. By the way, Jun Moyan, when’s your birthday? I don’t even know."
"July 15th..." Wen Xiao’ai paused while eating her cake.
"Huh? July 15th? Doesn’t that mean this year’s has already passed?"
"But I didn’t see you celebrating your birthday." Wen Xiao’ai seriously recalled, because July 15th was quite special, and it was around the time when she almost recovered her human form. If she remembered correctly, on Jun Moyan’s birthday this year, he just happened to be on a business trip...
Did he celebrate it outside? How come he didn’t tell her?
Wen Xiao’ai thought it was such a pity.
"I don’t celebrate birthdays."
"Hmm... I don’t like cake."
"But you just said the cake was good."
"I didn’t like it before."
Wen Xiao’ai wanted to say more, but suddenly thought of something.
In the past, on her birthdays, there were always many people around her. The Clan Leader Grandma would organize it for her every year, and her friends would join the fun. Jun Moyan must not celebrate because no one accompanied him, not because he disliked cake.
"Jun Moyan, shall I accompany you for your birthday next year? I’ll always be with you, and I’ll buy you a cake so you can make wishes too."
Happiness filled his chest instantly. Looking at Wen Xiao’ai, who gazed at him with pure affection, Jun Moyan felt a happiness beyond words.
Wen Xiao’ai guessed right. He never disliked cake; there was just no one to celebrate his birthday with him.
July 15th, even those who aren’t superstitious know it’s not a lucky day.
Especially for someone like him, who grew up in an environment full of cold words from Madam Jun and Madam Jun’s mother.