I'm not a drama god

As the first rays of morning sunlight streamed into Jinghong Tower, Kong Baosheng, lying on his sickbed, let out a soft groan.

He seemed to feel pain somewhere in his body, his face contorted in pain, and he struggled for a long time before finally managing to sit up on the bed... He picked up the water glass from the bedside table, took a few sips, and finally recovered.

Normally, Kong Baosheng, who was seriously ill, would not get up this early, but today was an exception.

Besides the fact that the pain came on earlier than usual, today was a very special day for Kong Baosheng... He didn't stay in bed for long. Instead, after regaining some strength, he stood up unsteadily and, supporting himself against the wall, reached towards the door.

At this moment, the sound of voices could be faintly heard outside the door. As Kong Baosheng opened the door, the conversation outside stopped abruptly.

Chen Ling and Li Qingshan both looked in this direction. On the table behind them, a huge two-tiered cake sat quietly, its enticing aroma filling the entire front hall…

Kong Baosheng, who had been starving for many days, couldn't help but swallow when he smelled the aroma.

"……gentlemen?"

"Baosheng, why are you up so early today?" Chen Ling asked, somewhat surprised.

“Because…” Kong Baosheng swallowed again, then smiled sheepishly, “Because I was hungry.”

Chen Ling and Li Qingshan exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

"Please sit down, Baosheng." Li Qingshan stepped forward to help him, slowly walking towards the table. "Brother Chen prepared a very, very large cake for you. I was quite surprised when I came back..."

Is it big? How big is it?

"It's as big as a whole table, and it's two-tiered."

Kong Baosheng sat at the table, his mouth agape in shock, seemingly unable to imagine what such a large cake would look like.

"Since you're hungry, let's start early." Chen Ling produced a few candles from somewhere and stuck them on the cake. "After you blow out the candles and make a wish, you can start eating."

Li Qingshan also got busy, rummaging through the kitchen for a knife and several plates, placing them on the table, then lighting a match to ignite all the candles on the cake.

At this moment, Kong Baosheng appeared somewhat uneasy and nervous.

This wasn't his first birthday celebration; his grandmother would celebrate with him every year, and although he couldn't eat such a big cake, he was still very happy... However, this was his first time celebrating his birthday with his two husbands, and also his first time celebrating his birthday in the early morning.

Normally, blowing out candles is a part of the ritual, but the current situation is a bit unusual...

For him, the sooner the better.

“The candle is right in front of you.” Chen Ling guided him to the location of the candle. “Make a wish first, but don’t say it out loud. Then blow it out in one breath.”

"……good!!"

Kong Baosheng immediately put his hands together and silently made a wish in his heart.

"Brother Chen, where did you get such a big cake from?" Li Qingshan asked Chen Ling in a low voice.

“I have two friends who are very good at growing flowers.” Chen Ling paused for a moment. “They used some methods to extract cream from different varieties of flowers, and then managed to get some ingredients from other places to make it overnight… However, this is probably the only batch they can make.”

"I see... No wonder it smells so good. Even in the mortal realm, I've never seen such a fragrant cake."

Li Qingshan couldn't help but swallow, extremely curious about the taste of the cake.

At the same time, Kong Baosheng had already made a wish in his heart, and then blew out the candle in front of him with all his might... As wisps of smoke rose into the opera house, a bright smile appeared on his pale face.

"Sir, I'm all better now."

"Okay, sit down, I'll cut the cake for you."

Chen Ling cut a large piece off the top of the cake and handed it to Kong Baosheng. The latter couldn't resist any longer, so he picked it up and stuffed a big bite into his mouth.

Then, he stood there, stunned.

"How is it?" Chen Ling asked.

"...It was so delicious." Kong Baosheng seemed to still be savoring the sweetness of that first bite. "I've never eaten such a delicious cake before..."

At this moment, Li Qingshan also cut himself a piece, took a bite, and nodded repeatedly.

"It's really delicious. If you opened a shop with this skill anywhere, it would probably be a huge hit."

Chen Ling also tried a piece, and the rich floral aroma and melt-in-your-mouth sweetness really caught his eye... Among all the foods Chen Ling had ever eaten, this was second only to the charcoal-grilled centipede in terms of deliciousness.

Kong Baosheng stopped talking and frantically stuffed cake into his mouth, leaving half of his face covered in pure white cream, making him look quite comical.

"Eat slowly, no one will take it from you," Chen Ling couldn't help but say.

Since falling ill, this was the first time Chen Ling had seen Kong Baosheng with such an appetite. Li Qingshan, who usually doesn't eat sweets, ate several pieces of cake today and still looked like he wanted more.

Chen Ling wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but it seemed that while they were eating the cake, she could always hear faint sounds of swallowing saliva coming from the empty wall next to them...

After what seemed like an eternity, Kong Baosheng finally put down the plate, rubbing his stomach, and spoke sheepishly with a creamy face:

"Sir... thank you for the cake, I'm full."

Chen Ling glanced at the cake that had a small piece eaten off, her expression somewhat complicated.

Although Kong Baosheng ate much more than usual today, it was still only about half a meal's worth for an average person... He was too sick and hadn't eaten anything normal for too long.

"What are we going to do with all this cake?" Li Qingshan looked at the cake in front of him, less than a twentieth of which had been eaten, and felt a little distressed. "How many days can it be kept?"

"This stuff is made from extracted fresh flower cream, so it won't last long, at most it can only last for a day."

The couple from the ninth generation had specifically told Chen Ling about this when they came. Half a day has passed since they finished making it, and the cake will probably be completely inedible in another half day.

"That's such a waste," Li Qingshan sighed.

"Sir, could you please share the rest of the cake with the others?" Kong Baosheng asked. "We can't possibly finish it all... It would be such a waste. Besides, isn't cake meant to be shared?"

Upon hearing this question, Chen Ling frowned slightly, as if deep in thought...

But in the end, he nodded:

"Can……"

"Then we'll distribute them to the guests who come to the theater to watch the show later."

"Watch a play?" Kong Baosheng was still somewhat confused. "Watch what play?"

Li Qingshan smiled but remained silent. Chen Ling patted Kong Baosheng on the shoulder, looked towards the entrance of the opera house, and slowly uttered three words:

"Looking at Spring Terrace"