Blowing out the candle, his thin lips opened lightly, "My wish is..."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, she suddenly raised a hand and pressed it against his lips, "Don't say it, if you say it, it will be ineffective."

He gently pulled her hand down, "But you didn't say that if I had any wish, as long as you could realize it, it would help me realize it. If I don't say it, how would you help me realize it?"

"That's a wish. I can realize your three wishes, but if you wish, it should be your...uh, I hope God can help you realize the content, such as company expansion, or longevity or something." She said.

But he said, "But, whether it is my wish or my wish, it is only about you."

He said, lowering his eyes and gently holding the index finger in her finger in his hand, prying apart, and comparing a "1", "My first wish is that you can celebrate my birthday every year until I die."

She was stunned.

And he then spread the middle finger in her finger and compared a "2". "The second wish is that you will never leave me."

After saying that, he became silent, his eyes kept looking at her hands, but he was reluctant to say his third wish.

"What is your third wish?" Ling Yiran couldn't help asking.

"I won't say the third wish for now. I'll talk about it when I really need to say it in the future." He murmured, "But if you really say the third wish to you, will you really do it as long as you can do it?"

"Yes." She said with ease.

He raised his eyes and stared at her, "Then I agreed that I must do it in the future."

"What's your wish? It's so mysterious?" She became curious.

He smiled silently, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of worry.

He only wishes not to use the third wish, because that wish is-if the truth is really known to her one day, then he hopes that she can forgive him!

Forgive him for his former indifference and forgiving him for his stand-in.

How many times did he hope that time would come back to her before something happened to her, and he could protect her from any harm.

"Okay, if you don't say it, then don't say it. By the way, I'll give you a birthday gift, take a look!" Ling Yiran said, taking out the gift he prepared and giving it to Yi Jinli.

They are two simple T-shirts, with cartoons on them, which are painted with a man and a woman. The woman's belly is obviously bulging. It is a pregnant woman. The expressions of men and women both capture the character's expressions well. Although there are only a few simple strokes, the little man in the painting looks very much like Yi Jinli and Ling Yiran.

"Does I draw it look like? You are one piece of it, and when we wear it, I will draw them on the children after they are born, and then print them on the T-shirts." She said with great enthusiasm.

"I can't tell that you've drawn cartoons very well," he said with approval.

"When I was studying, I liked to draw cartoon villains and made emoticons, but I haven't painted them for a long time and I've become much more unfamiliar. I've practiced secretly for a while, but fortunately, the effect of printing on the T-shirt is pretty good." She said.

He heard this and his eyes fell on her hands. Her hands now would write slowly than ordinary people, and there was a clear difference from her beautiful handwriting before, let alone drawing.
Chapter completed!