C11 Wish

The room darkened and a red light shone outside the window.

Following that, Hee Zhuolun heard someone sing, "I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday!"

He turned around and saw Lang Yan standing outside with a small triangular cake with a candle stuck in it. Lang Yan smiled at him and said, "Happy birthday, Mr Hee."

Hee Zhuolun's eyes flashed a little.

The date of birth on his ID card and the date of birth on the household register were intentionally written down three months earlier, so few people knew his real birthday.

The reason they came to Dragon Roar Village today was because Tinghee and the others wanted to celebrate his birthday. This was also why he didn't bring any bodyguards with him. He didn't want any bodyguards to ruin the time he spent with his friends.

However, he did not expect Lang Yan to actually know his real birthday.

Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun was standing there in a daze, and immediately urged him: "Mr Hee, why don't you come over and make your wish, the candles are going to go out, and the cake will melt, and it won't taste good."

Hee Zhuolun regained his senses and walked over to the window to look at the untouched cake.

Lang Yan thought that he was worried that Hee Zhuolun would be tricked and promised, "Mr Hee, don't worry, I will definitely not throw the cake at you while you are wishing with my eyes closed."

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

He watched the candle burn halfway down, closing his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.

Lang Yan immediately asked him: "What wish did you make?"

Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say that once you said your wish, you would not be able to achieve it?"

"That depends on what wishes you have, like you want me to punch you, but if you don't tell me, how can I help you?"

Hee Zhuolun laughed but at the same time, he was furious: "Who would agree to such a wish?"

"I've already said something like that."

Hee Zhuolun looked at him and slowly withdrew his smile, "My wish is to leave this place as soon as possible."

Lang Yan laughed and said: "No problem, I can help you achieve your wish for this."

Hee Zhuolun squinted, and continued: "Then, go kill a person called Lang Yan."

Lang Yan's smile did not change: "Mr Hee, I'm really sorry, but I'm afraid this wish of yours cannot be fulfilled."

He passed the cake through the iron window. "Blow the candle, or the candle will go out and the wish to go out will not come true."

Hee Zhuolun did not move.

"If you don't want to boast, then I will boast. After I do, I might wish for Lang Yan to kill a person called Hee Zhuolun."

After Lang Yan finished, he handed his head over.

Seeing that, Hee Zhuolun lowered his head and blew the candle out, as if he was unable to fulfil his wish.

Lang Yan laughed.

"…" Hee Zhuolun's forehead had a few black lines, he never thought that he, too, would have such a childish day.

Lang Yan took out a fork and gave it to Hee Zhuolun: "Eat the cake."

Hee Zhuolun looked at him, received the fork, and forked a piece of cake into his mouth. The cake was very soft, melting as soon as it entered his mouth. It had an ice-cold feel to it, which should have been something that Lang Yan bought from the ice shelf in the cake shop.

Both of Lang Yan's hands rested on the window sill, and he asked with a smile: "Mr Hee, did you feel like it was a great surprise tonight? Is it the most special birthday I've ever had in my life? "

Hee Zhuolun glanced at him but did not reply.

A birthday in the police station, how could it not be special?

After he ate more than half of it, Lang Yan continued, "When I came here earlier and saw that the door was locked from the outside, how did you solve the biological problem? There's no bathroom here, how did you break it? "

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

Lang Yan looked at the bottle on the table and asked: "Are you going to fill it with a bottle?"

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

"Even if it can be stored in a bottle, what about the big one? What are you going to do? The mouth of the bottle is so small, it definitely won't be able to contain the things that you pulled out. "

Hee Zhuolun was too lazy to answer these meaningless questions.

However, Lang Yan looked at Hee Zhuolun worriedly: "Mr Hee, don't you remain silent. Do you know that I'm really worried that you won't be able to find the solution to the problem?

Hearing that, Hee Zhuolun's body froze.