You don't necessarily need fireworks for it.
Even though it's cliché, as long as it works.
"Zhi Zhi..."
Lu Xingzhi wrapped her arms around Huo Jincheng's neck, "Uncle, thank you. But I really didn't prepare a gift."
The gift Lu Xingzhi prepared for Huo Jincheng was bought in France, and she gave it to him when she returned.
She smiled and said, "I think I'll just give myself to you! I'm the best gift."
"That's right, you are the best gift."
Last year, on his birthday, Lu Xingzhi was the best gift.
It's just that, at that time, the timing wasn't right.
The room's heater came on, and Lu Xingzhi took off her coat. Looking at the oversized floor-to-ceiling window, she also thought about last year's events.
Right in front of that window, Huo Jincheng said from inside the room, you can see outside through the glass, but outsiders can't see inside.
He wanted to be there...
