"Thank you, my family." Everything was gone without saying anything. Mao Jiamin's eyes were covered with mist. His family was nowhere to go now, but Zuo Ran and Wei Dayong have been by his side, just like relatives.

After leaving his hometown, he came to H City with his lover Xia Xiaoling to complete his studies. A terrifying virus broke the originally peaceful life. Suddenly, his parents lost contact and his lover was trapped in Edo. He was still a college student and took on the heavy responsibility that he should not have taken at this age.

A series of things that happened later severely hit the seemingly strong young man in front of him. Zuoran knew that no matter how strong a person was, he was fragile. He was just used to hiding everything in his heart and showing it to others with his perfect side as possible.

After a pause, Zuoran held the egg full of candles in front of him: "Make a wish." Zuoran pursed his lips slightly. The young man in front of him was much more mature and stronger than when he first met.

It took a long time since I looked at Mao Jiamin's face carefully, and Zuoran was fascinated by it for a moment.

With his eyes closed, Mao Jiamin made a wish for this year's birthday: "My family, and those who care about me, those who care about me, I hope you will be safe and sound."

After the wish was made, the candle was blown out, and Zuoran and Wei Dayong hurriedly started to cheer: "Brother Jiamin, sing a song."

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the two, Mao Jiamin had to sing a song he often listened to recently. Although it was not so beautiful, at least the tune was correct.

After Mao Jiamin divided the cake, the three of them sat in front of the table, with the dishes full of the table. Today, Zuoran invested a lot. Since yesterday, the two have been secretly preparing.

Now it seems that it's all worth it.

The dinner was very sweet, and Mao Jiamin's heart seemed to have been melted. After dinner, the three of them sat on the chair and chatted for a long time. Unfortunately, Mao Jiamin had a very important game tomorrow, so at nearly ten o'clock, the three of them went back to their rooms.

It seems that the practice of secret energy is about to be put aside for a while, so I have a good night's sleep tonight. Mao Jiamin yawned, lay on the bed but found that he was completely sleepless, and he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Am I nervous? Why are I nervous? Is it tomorrow's game? Mao Jiamin laughed at himself. He had never experienced any storms, but this small scene became nervous.

Mao Jiamin simply took out Jiuzhong Anjing and lay on the bed and looked through the contents inside.

After a while, a slight sound came out.

…

The next morning, Mao Jiamin opened her eyes, slightly raised her waist, and went to the window to open the window. What surprised him was that the ground in the yard was actually wet.

Did it rain last night? He actually slept so dying. The one-month life in the mercenary group has kept Mao Jiamin on alert all the time. It has been a long time since he slept as sweetly as last night.

After a simple wash, I went to the kitchen and hummed a song and started making breakfast.

By the time Zuoran and Wei Dayong both got up, breakfast was already on the table, egg soup and oil cakes.

Mao Jiamin had already eaten and was doing a warm-up activity in the yard. Only by making full preparations can Mao Jiamin feel more at ease.

After the two had breakfast, Mao Jiamin stopped exercising and wiped the sweat from his body.
Chapter completed!