In fact, Jiang Deng rarely celebrated her birthday since she was a child. Her birthday was never as grand and festive as Zhou Wu's, and it was never a happy day.

Because that day was also Hua Wan’s death anniversary.

All the servants in the Jiang family's old house would be extra cautious on that day, for fear of bringing bad luck to Jiang Zhengquan. The entire old house was filled with a low pressure atmosphere all day long.

Jiang Zhengquan was in a bad mood, and on that day, he always looked at Jiang Deng with particular displeasure.

Although there was the usual birthday cake, Jiang Deng did not have a happy birthday. Instead, he felt only guilty and suffocatingly powerless.

Remind her that she was born with original sin and that she killed her mother.

So Jiang Deng doesn’t look forward to his birthday.

Although Zhou Wu would actively celebrate for her every year and persuade her:

"Ayu, that's not your fault. Aunt Hua definitely wants you to be happy. She must be looking forward to your birth, just like me..."

"You were born so I could meet you, huh? Right?"

"Ayu, everyone's birth is a gift from God, and you are especially so to me."

"..."

But each time this kind of comfort did not bring Jiang Deng much strength for long.

Once she separated from Zhou Wu and saw Jiang Zhengquan's face again, her psychological defenses would immediately collapse, and all the negative emotions would overwhelm her and devour her in an instant.

Jiang Deng counted all her birthdays in the past, and it seemed that the only time she was truly happy was when she was... between the ages of eighteen and twenty.

Those three times.

When she was eighteen, she officially broke up with Jiang Zhengquan and moved out.

She seemed to have finally unloaded all the burdens on her shoulders, and was finally able to get rid of the shadows of Jiang Zhengquan and Hua Wan. She was truly happy and celebrated her birth just once.

Zhou Wu accompanied her to play all the rides she wanted to play, and Jiang Deng also rewarded herself with a dance drama that truly belonged to her alone.

Then, I was twenty years old.

She met Wen Taotao, and everything after that was painful...

Jiang Deng didn't want to think about it anymore.

Even in the dream, when she planned to kill Zhou Wu, although it was considered revenge and it was a birthday present for herself on her 22nd birthday, Jiang Deng was not actually very happy.

She felt relieved, but at the same time, she was also filled with a great deal of uncontrollable pain and sadness.

She killed the only person in the world who loved her.

From then on, she was completely alone and no one loved her anymore.

……

Maybe her life is just like this, a dead end, and she always makes a mess of everything.

Jiang Deng suddenly felt a little cold.

She stopped and let go of Zhou Wu's hand.

"What's wrong?" He noticed it immediately, paused and turned back, looking at her with his fiery peach blossom eyes, with some worry in his eyes, and he subconsciously lowered his voice.

[I don’t want to celebrate my birthday.] Jiang Deng turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Her twenty-first birthday seemed to be a continuation of her last happy birthday in her previous life, and she wanted to continue all this beauty.

But if everything is going to be lost in the end, it is better not to start at all.

[I want to be alone.] Jiang Deng added.

"Baby."

She was suddenly surrounded by warmth.

"Of course you have to celebrate your birthday together. How can you celebrate it alone? You will be unhappy."

Zhou Wu hugged her, his voice vibrating through his chest as he said, "Ayu, are you cold? I have goose bumps all over my body."

How do you talk like that? That's so annoying.

Jiang Deng immediately stepped on him and hit him hard:

[Let me go! I told you I want to be alone, don’t you understand me?! ]

"Baby, let me hold you for a while." Zhou Wu was completely unmoved, and he wrapped his arms around her slender waist even tighter.

He could see that she wasn't really angry.

When she's low on energy or in a bad mood, she's always extra vulnerable and just needs a hug.

Jiang Deng struggled twice in his arms and finally gave up.

She thought it was a bit silly for the two of them to just stand on the street like that.

Jiang Deng was unwilling to admit that being hugged like this was indeed very comfortable. His body was always warm and she actually enjoyed it very much.

Damn it, her body never listens to her, this traitor.

After blaming his own body, Jiang Deng began to act badly, hanging on him and looking around.

Ignoring the strange looks from passers-by, I realized that autumn has arrived and the osmanthus trees on the roadside are in bloom.

good smell.

A breeze blew across my face, and the ginger lamp became quiet.

He sniffed and closed his eyes.

In fact...if you think about it carefully, the happiest and most beautiful days of her life were spent with Zhou Wu.

From this perspective, it is only natural that she would fall in love with Zhou Wu.

He was everything she desired.

He grew up in love, he can pursue his ideals without any scruples, everyone likes him, he is always so positive, always has so much energy, there is always light in his peach blossom eyes, it seems that nothing can knock him down.

She was different, she was completely the opposite of him, and Jiang Deng was jealous of him.

It's reasonable for her to love him, but what about him?

What does he love about her?

Does Zhou Wu really love her?

Doesn't he think that she is full of flaws and is just a burden to him?

Is there anything in her that is of value that can be exchanged for him?

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