"I have no mother, nor father. Shortly after I was born, my biological parents abandoned me beside Guiyuan Temple. Fortunately, my grandmother found me in time, allowing me to grow up so happily." Zhu Hui said with a faint smile, turning to him and confessing, "I don't want to make excuses or weave beautiful lies to deceive you. If you want to laugh after hearing this, then go ahead!"
"This is the safflower oil I just bought. I apologize for what happened yesterday. I'm sorry!"
Upon hearing his apology, a look of surprise quickly flashed across Zhu Hui's face. She took the safflower oil from his hands and glanced at it coldly before generously saying, "Given your humble attitude, I suppose I can reluctantly forgive you!" After that, her expression suddenly changed as she broke into a radiant smile. Her smile seemed to brush away all the sadness deep within her heart, presenting a vast expanse before her that was broader than the ocean.
Yang Qianfan gazed deeply at her beaming smile, his heart pounding as if he had returned to the joyful times when she helped him with his studies. He happily sat beside her, watching her with an indescribable delight, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what day tomorrow is?"
Zhu Hui rolled her eyes thoughtfully and shook her head in confusion.
"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day." Yang Qianfan couldn't help but be curious and asked again, "How do you usually spend Valentine's Day each year?"
"What else could I do? I spend it with Hui!"
"You spend every Valentine's Day with him?" Hearing this, Yang Qianfan felt an uncomfortable tightness in his chest.
"Yes! Do you know why I spend every Valentine's Day with him?" Zhu Hui asked with wide eyes and a smile.
"How would I know?"
"Because Hui's birthday is on Valentine's Day! So every year, I celebrate his birthday together with him." At this point, Zhu Hui couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Oh—really?" Yang Qianfan was momentarily taken aback by her words, a subtle yet meaningful smile spreading across his face.
"Alas! But unfortunately, I have to work at KFC tomorrow, so I won't be able to celebrate his birthday," Zhu Hui said with a frown, letting out a sigh of regret.
"Really? He must be very disappointed."
Zhu Hui looked at him and smiled without answering.
"I can tell that he really likes you," Yang Qianfan suddenly remarked.
"Even you think so!" Zhu Hui stared at him blankly upon hearing that.
"What? Has someone else said the same thing to you before?" Yang Qianfan asked, puzzled.
"Yes!" Zhu Hui nodded vigorously. "My grandmother said the same thing."
"And so what?"
"If Hui really likes me, then why doesn't he confess to me?"
"What would happen if he did confess?"
"If he confessed, I would agree to be his girlfriend!" Zhu Hui said, her hands clasped together, a dreamy look on her face. "Actually, Hui is quite handsome, and his mother is nice to me. If I could marry him in the future, I believe I would be very happy."
"Hey, are you daydreaming? You're already thinking about marriage; if you think a little longer, won't you start imagining kids too?" Yang Qianfan exclaimed, frowning at her.
"Yes! In the past, I often thought that if I had children in the future, I would make sure they were the happiest person in the world, and at the very least, I wouldn't let them become an orphan." Zhu Hui smiled brightly at him and winked.
"Is that child's mother really that good to you?" Yang Qianfan asked with a skeptical expression.
Zhu Hui nodded, "Yes, she treats me like her own daughter."
"Then your mother must really like Chou Zi Luo as well?"
"Maybe!" Zhu Hui sighed sadly at his question.
"What do you mean by 'maybe'?"
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