Many colorful balloons and ribbons hung from the ceiling and doorway, arranged like the scene of a party.
In the center of the room, there was a rectangular table covered with a lace tablecloth, and in the middle stood a candelabra resting on a tripod.
On the cabinet under the window, an old-fashioned record player with a large horn was placed, giving off a nostalgic and romantic vibe.
Mo Ran didn’t know what was happening, she turned her head and looked at Gu Yixuan with a puzzled expression in her eyes.
Gu Yixuan smiled slightly and gazed at her intently, saying in a soft voice, "I wanted to surprise you this evening, but you’ve found it out now."
"Have you forgotten? Today is your birthday."
Mo Ran was stunned; she had indeed forgotten. Even when Mo Yan called her earlier that day, she hadn’t remembered it was her birthday. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fıre·net
"Ranran, happy birthday," Gu Yixuan said softly, hugging her from behind.
Mo Ran’s heartbeat skipped a beat suddenly; she lowered her eyelids to hide the emotions in her eyes.
Gu Yixuan continued happily, "The cake hasn’t been delivered yet. We’ll go downstairs to eat the cake when it arrives. There’s also a table full of rich food, all your favorite dishes. Today you’re the birthday girl, so you must be happy, alright?"
His last words reminded Mo Ran that their one-month agreement had not yet expired, and she had to go along with everything, getting along well with him.
Lifting her eyelids, a smile already played on her lips, "Thank you. I’d forgotten about it myself."
"That’s alright, if you forget, I’ll remind you." And, every year from now on, he would remind her and celebrate her birthday with her.
Mo Ran laughed again, saying nothing. It seemed she had misunderstood him, and that slap was undeserved, after all.
In the evening, the cake was delivered, a three-tiered fruit cake with 23 candles on top, for her 23rd birthday.
"Make a wish," Gu Yixuan said, lighting the candles and sitting down next to her.
All the lights in the room were turned off, leaving only the warm glow of the candles flickering softly.
Mo Ran stared at the candle flames, thought for a moment, closed her eyes to make a wish, and then they both blew out the candles together.
The surroundings immediately fell into darkness.
Gu Yixuan used a lighter to ignite the three candles on the table and pressed a button underneath the table; small fairy lights hidden within the roses lit up.
Mo Ran stood up to have a look, and in one spot, the fairy lights formed two characters—Ranran—her name.