Chapter 924

Song Lishu went back with the cake. From a distance, he saw a lot of luxury cars parked at the door of the Huo family's house. There were lots of people at the door. The servants were busy welcoming the guests into the hall.

Song Lishu deliberately went to the edge of the green forest and went back to the West villa by a path, trying not to be developed by the people there.

Back in the room, song Lishu put the cake on a low table and sat on the ground. The curtain was drawn half way, and there was no light outside. Song Lishu's figure fell into a dark place.

Carefully open the box, beautiful cake presented in front of you, the butter rabbit on it is lifelike.

Song Lishu can still hear the melodious music of the main house, a lot of laughter, noisy and noisy, only she sits alone in this dark room, death spread like a vine wantonly, here is like an endless abyss, like a corner where the sun never shines, like a wilderness forgotten by everyone.

Song Lishu put in a candle and lit the flame. The flickering candle reflected her lonely face. She looked up at the opposite side. After waiting for a while, she couldn't wait for someone to make a wish. She blew out the candle again. The faint starlight dissipated in an instant, and the darkness swallowed her up again.

Said, she did not know, last birthday, Huo Baiyuan in the end made what kind of wish.

Song Lishu pulled out the candle, picked up the plastic knife, pulled the corners of his lips toward the empty face, and slowly said, "I'll cut it."

She cut the cake, cut the lovely rabbit into the plate, and then put it in the opposite position. Then, she took another piece and put it in front of her.

Looking at the empty face, song Lishu showed a pale smile and gently said: "happy birthday, ah yuan."

She scooped a spoonful of cake and put it into her mouth, only to find that the cake was not sweet, but bitter on the tip of her tongue.

Suddenly, everything seems to go back to the hut. Huo Baiyuan sits opposite her and looks at her eating the cake with a smile. The sweet cream melts in her mouth. It seems that for the first time, she and Huo Baiyuan feel that the cake is so delicious.

In the hall of Huo's family, there was a lot of people's voices. With melodious piano music, the guests pushed cups and exchanged cups. Suddenly, the light on the top of their heads dimmed, and the laughter stopped and gradually gathered in the middle.

In the middle stands the protagonist of the birthday party, Huo Baiyuan.

Surrounded by the crowd, he was the highlight of the show.

The housekeeper, holding the cake, walked slowly through the crowd towards Huo Baiyuan.

Huo Baiyuan looked at the candle flickering on the cake. Suddenly he felt a trance and fell into darkness. He saw that against the background of the candle, the person holding the cake seemed to be a woman. The woman's soft hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she was smiling at him through the hazy fire.

Huo Baiyuan couldn't help squinting his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried to see, he couldn't see what the woman looked like. She seemed to be close to him, but it was far away.

"Young master? Young master

A call rang out in Huo Baiyuan's ear.

Huo Baiyuan blinked his eyes suddenly. The woman suddenly disappeared, and the housekeeper holding the cake stood in front of him.

"Young master, cut the cake."

Huo Baiyuan frowned, picked up a long knife, and slowly scratched the cake. The cut cake was soon put aside. No matter how delicate it was, it became insignificant.