Chapter 85

On the table was a huge cake with three layers. The bright candlelight swayed in the wind, like stars flashing in the night sky.

"Happy birthday, dopey." Rong Zhenye's voice came from behind, warm as the wind.

Today is her birthday? She was shocked and her eyes drifted to the calendar on the wall, June 12.

God, it's really her birthday. She forgot it herself. I didn't expect that he would remember it!

"Ice gourd, how do you know today is my birthday?" She turned and looked at him. The candlelight colored his cold face like a flame. It looked so warm. His mouth with a charming smile, such as sunshine, such as the wind, let her heart lake rippling.

"It says on the marriage certificate." He said word by word, then put his arms around her shoulder and took her to the table, "make a wish!"

She nodded, folded her hands and closed her eyes.

What's your wish?

In the past five years, she has made the same wish on every birthday: I hope Xia Yuhan can like her and be with him forever.

Now, the dream has awakened.

At 22, she's going to have a new start.

She hoped that the ice gourd would not disappear from her world. She hoped that after separation, she would not be a passer-by. She hoped that in his heart, there would be a small place that belonged to her, hope

She stopped.

Why does her wish have something to do with ice gourd?

What the hell is she thinking?

He must have moved me too much just now.

He just wanted to win her over and get her divorce certificate as soon as possible.

She has to stay awake.

Thinking about it, she opened her eyes, took a breath and blew out the candle.

"What wish have you made?" He asked in a sarcastic tone.

"It's none of your business." She dropped her eyes with a little guilty and pretended to look at the cake.

Rong Zhenye shrugs his shoulders and conceals a little frustration between his eyebrows with a smile that pretends to be indifferent.

Should be related to Xia Yuhan, her heart has always only Xia Yuhan.

"Cut the cake." He looked at the flickering candle, but his eyes were dim.

Yi Youxia didn't notice his abnormality. He cut a piece and handed it to him with a smile. "Xiao Ye, thank you for helping me celebrate my birthday. I'm very happy to meet you and know you. Even if you go back to Longcheng, don't forget me, OK?"

Soft words like a breeze, smoothed his heart waves, her smile, words and deeds, always can easily affect his mood, let him happy, let him angry, let him out of control.

"You are my wife, how can you forget?" He cut a half banter, half helpless smile arc at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll soon be an ex-wife." She murmured, in a very low voice, as if talking to himself, but he still heard clearly, "not necessarily, don't you say that ten years of cultivation will lead to the same boat crossing, and a hundred years of cultivation will lead to the same bed? We've been repairing it for a hundred years. Maybe the other end of the red line that Yuelao tied to you is me. "

Maybe it's Yuelao who drinks too much and makes a mistake. As a result, he finds out now that he has solved the problem and brought it to Qin Xuelu.

She sighed and buried herself in the cake. Rong Zhenye didn't say anything more. He just looked at her silently, his eyes implicit and meaningful.

When she had solved one piece, he suddenly took out a velvet box from his pocket and said, "a birthday present for you." The tone is a little understated.

She took it, opened it and saw that it was a ring.

In her opinion, men give rings to their beloved women, but she is not.

The ring is very beautiful. The ring is inlaid with several small white "stones". In the center is a huge heart-shaped purple "stone". It is crystal clear, without any impurities. The pure one looks like it has been washed by the fairy water of yaochi, while the rich and fresh purple one looks like an ancient picture, which is very mysterious.

It was shining in the candlelight, almost dazzling the eyes of Yi Youxia.

It should be crystal, she thought.

"I'll put them on for you." He took her hand and put the ring on her slender ring finger. The ring is not big or small. It's very suitable. It seems to be customized according to her size.

Isn't it? Give her ring finger, this is not equal to the label of married?

"Well, it's wrong. The ring should be on the middle finger." She reminded me in a very low voice.

"Why?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Married people wear ring fingers." She pursed her lips.

"Are you not married?" He asked, sitting on the sofa, holding the back of his head in his hands, with a smile on his lips.

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Dare to love this ring or is there a conspiracy?

Not angry stare at him, she tried to take off the ring, did not expect to be stuck.

Isn't it?

She wants to cry.

Rong Zhenye smiles coldly: "my ring is not so easy to pick. As long as the certificate is still there, you have to wear it. Do you understand?"