Although the basketball level of the sports class is very strong, Li Hao and they don't have much worry.

The first factor in defeating your opponent is confidence.

If you don't even have this confidence, don't think about letting Luo Xiaoke see his wonderful play in the finals.

Today is November 17. Su minglan sent a "Happy Birthday" wish to Li Hao at school and said that he would cook eggs for him when he came back from school in the afternoon.

Li Hao doesn't really care about his birthday.

Birthdays come every year, the same every year.

An egg and a cake will carry a year's dream.

Now I'm back to 15 years old, and I still have a birthday for decades in the future. It seems that there are more possibilities to realize my dream.

Li Hao recalls the original days. Every time he forgets his birthday, Luo Xiaoke clearly remembers it.

Every time I waited for myself to work overtime and go home, the house was dark.

Then a candle was lit from the table.

Then came Luo Xiaoke's gentle song: "Happy Birthday to you ~ happy birthday to you ~"

Happy birthday is enough to eliminate Li Hao's fatigue and happiness.

"Dear, come and make a wish ~" Luo Xiaoke picked up the cake and went to Li Hao.

Li Hao nodded and said with a smile, "well, I make a wish. The first wish is to wish the people I love and those who love me good health and happiness. The second wish is to hope that Xiaoke and I can always be happy."

"Well, the third wish can't be said. Oh, put it in your heart silently." Luo Xiaoke reminded.

Li Hao asked Luo Xiaoke, "Xiaoke, do you think it's strange that the third wish can't be said, but can only be put in your heart, because the wish that can't be said is not easy to realize?"

"If you don't say your wish, it won't be easy to realize, but if it doesn't come true, you won't feel hurt." Luo Xiaoke thought and gave the most reasonable explanation.

After listening to this, Li Hao said thoughtfully, "it turns out that the third wish is the most desired but also the most impossible wish, isn't it?"

"Uh huh." Luo Xiaoke urged, "well, make a wish quickly."

Li Hao closed his eyes and made his last wish.

[I hope I can make a lot of money after this birthday. I don't have to work all my life, so that she can be a rich wife...]

This wish is what Li Hao wanted to achieve most in his last life.

But it has not been realized.

Now, if you are born again, the third wish will not change.

Because the purpose of his rebirth is to make Luo Xiaoke happier.

Li Hao got off the train and walked to the platform of No. 3 middle school station.

He knew that Luo Xiaoke would wait for him as usual today.

Sure enough, Li Hao suddenly found Luo Xiaoke in the crowd.

A man sat in a chair, silently picked up the word list and looked at it.

"What a hard-working girl," Li Hao joked.

He walked over and immediately greeted Luo Xiaoke: "Xiaoke ~"

Luo Xiaoke looked as if he had been by words, but he was distracted.

When Li Hao called her, she came back to her senses.

Luo Xiaoke immediately smiled and said, "are you coming?"

"Uh huh, oh? The bus has just arrived. Let's get on the bus." Li Hao looked at the bus ready to stop.

"OK."

When they got on the car, they still chose the window position behind the car.

Li Hao takes out the MP3 and hands one of the headphones to Luo Xiaoke.

Luo Xiaoke took the earphone and asked Li Hao, "do you have a mayday song in MP3?"

"Yes, do you want to listen?" Li Hao asked.

Luo Xiaoke nodded, "I want to listen to tenderness."

"OK ~"

Before long, the prelude to tenderness came out.

[walking in the wind, today's sunshine

Suddenly so gentle

The tenderness of heaven

Like you holding me ~]

May day's "tenderness" is like the title of the song and warms their hearts like the wind.

Li Hao is actually very happy and enjoys this moment every day.

Listening to the song, blowing the breeze, basking in the sunset, sitting next to the people you like.

However, such time is always short.

Luo Xiaoke has arrived at the station.

Before getting off the bus, she took out a scarf and a greeting card from her bag and stuffed them into Li Hao's hand.

Then, Luo Xiaoke blushed and shyly walked to the back door, turned to Li Hao and said, "Hey, happy birthday ~"

Li Hao was stunned first, and then he reacted.

It turned out that Luo Xiaoke remembered his birthday.

And I prepared a birthday present for myself.

At the end of Luo Xiaoke's getting off, Li Hao immediately thanked and said, "thank you, Xiaoke."

"Bye, bad guy!" Luo Xiaoke waved his hand and got out of the car.

Li Hao looked at the scarf in his hand.

A burst of emotion surged into my heart.

Although these years, he has had many birthdays and received many gifts.

But I've never been so excited and happy now.

This purple gold scarf surprised him even more.

It also recalled that Luo Xiaoke asked him what kind of star he liked before.

Purple and gold represent the Lakers, Kobe Bryant and what they like.

Looking at the letter "KB" on the scarf, Li Hao's eyes were wet.

"Really, what gift to give."

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

In fact, as is not only an adjective for girls, but also for boys.

Although Li Hao pretended to dislike it, he was already crying in his heart.

He wrapped the scarf around his neck and protected it with only two hands for fear that it would be blown away by the wind outside the window.

Li Hao then picked up the card and read it carefully.

[ha ha, villain, happy birthday, although I don't know how old you are, because you didn't tell me Oh, but it doesn't matter. No matter how old you are, long live your birthday, I'm not very good at expressing myself. I wish you continue to grow up, continue to do what you like, continue to strive to become a better person, be happy and happy ~ I hope you don't dislike my scarf, if you dare to dislike it If so, hum!]

Li Hao looked at these lines and finally couldn't help crying.

Everyone else on the bus looked at Li Hao.

I think he's a little strange.

Although the weather has indeed turned cold, it has not reached the level of wearing a scarf.

Moreover, he had a card in his hand and kept crying.

I don't know whether it's sad or happy tears.

Maybe only he knows