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Chapter 12 Born for You (12)

Cen Ziyang froze on the spot, tears welling up in his eyes.

He rarely sheds tears, and even the most unbearable things will be forced to be held in his heart, so he has developed such a cold and hard-to-reach appearance. When he suddenly bursts into tears, he is no different from an ordinary child. , looks extremely pitiful.

And he was so stubborn that he couldn't find the breath to cry and refused to say anything. He just sniffed and stared at You Xuan.

Song Nian originally planned to come in, but when he saw Cen Ziyang's tears falling like dropped beads, he didn't dare to enter the house. He could only stand carefully at the door, planning to interrupt the atmosphere after a while.

"Why are you crying?"

You Xuan stood up, walked to him, and asked, "Are you happy? This is my birthday gift to you."

Cen Ziyang responded vaguely, nodded, and tears fell down his cheeks. on the ground.

You Xuan raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Cen Ziyang carefully rubbed the side of his face against his palm, his movements full of attachment.

In fact, Cen Ziyang didn't cry for too long. He stopped crying after he calmed down. Even though his eyes were still very red, his delicate and beautiful peach blossom eyes were also a little swollen, but it didn't affect his good looks, but made him look more broken. feel.

"You Xuan..." Cen Ziyang's voice was slightly hoarse, and he sniffed, "Here... when did you do this?" You Xuan looked

at him with his head propped up, poured a glass of warm water, and pushed it in front of him.

"Probably the day after I brought you back." You Xuan said in a calm tone, as if stating the facts, "I found some people to find out what your home is like, and the small shop outside has also been repaired. I don’t know if the things you were selling were what you had at the time, but I saw what was among the miscellaneous items that I sorted out, so I asked someone to buy them." He said it very

easily, but everyone knew that this matter was absolutely unimaginable. So simple.

It is difficult to measure the effort and time required to restore a house that has long since collapsed into ruins.

Cen Ziyang opened his mouth, but the pain in his heart was so severe that he couldn't say a word.

Song Nian carefully placed the prepared candles and lighter on the table, looked at Cen Ziyang with a smile on his face: "I held it all in to give you a surprise, and now I can give you my best wishes, Xiao Cen, happy birthday Ah."

Cen Ziyang's eyes trembled.

He stammered: "Thank... thank you."

Song Nian smiled, nodded at You Xuan, and left first, leaving the space in the room to the two of them.

"Tell him thank you and not tell me?" You Xuan's tone was a bit teasing, "It's a shame I've been preparing for so long." He wasn't angry at all,

but he was a little teasing when he saw Cen Ziyang crying so hard. He was just thinking, but he didn't expect that the child in front of him lowered his eyes in panic and bit his lower lip.

Cen Ziyang's hand on his knee tightened slightly, his fingers tangled together nervously, and he hesitated for a long time.

After a moment, he made up his mind and looked up at You Xuan.

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