The Ancestor is Reincarnating Again [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

2.11

　　There is still a week before Christmas, but the shops on the street have already been decorated with colorful decorations and have put up holiday discount signs in advance to attract customers.

　　At night, on the noisy and prosperous street, Qin Wenlan stood guard under the street lamp with his hands in his pockets. Fine snow fell on his body, giving people the illusion of having gray hair.

　　The door of a cake shop opened from the inside, and Bai Qi, who was wearing a down jacket, came out carrying a cake. Qin Wenlan immediately ran up to him, took off his scarf and put his feet up to wrap it around him.

　　Bai Qi's eyes turned warm due to his actions, and he put a cup of hot drink into his hand, "Aren't you not allowed to follow me?"

　　Qin Wenlan held the cup without saying anything. After warming his hands, he held Bai Qi's hand, trying to pass on his warmth to him.

　　Bai Qi burst into laughter because of his childish but simple actions, "You should tell me your birthday earlier, otherwise you wouldn't have to rush out at night."

　　"No need for cake." Qin Wenlan said, his look and smile satisfied him even more than the sweetest cake.

　　Without thinking about the meaning of his words, Bai Qi squeezed his palm and assured him, "I will remember it in the future."

　　Back home, Bai Qi hurriedly opened the cake, lit the candles, and hummed a blessing song from Yaohuang Continent under Qin Wenlan's expectant gaze.

　　Bai Qi's voice is very magnetic, but not deep and gloomy. He sang a prayer song beautifully and lingeringly, which made Qin Wenlan's heart beat like thunder and his eyes were filled with confusion.

　　"Happy birthday." Bai Qi said.

　　Qin Wenlan closed his eyes and blew out the candle. He made a wish, "Every life will be filled with the participation of the person in front of me." '

　　"Gift." Bai Qi handed a painting to Qin Wenlan, "I usually paint it as a last-minute emergency. If I am to blame, I only blame you for not telling me earlier that your birthday is today."

　　The painting shows a field of gorgeous albizia flowers in bloom, and a person is standing under the flower tree. Looking closely at the facial features, the person in the painting is Qin Wenlan, and the ink on the figure is still a little damp, so it is obvious that it has just been added.

　　"Thank you." Qin Wenlan smiled.

　　Hei Qi squatted aside, wagging his tail in complete boredom, whining, was he sore? When can I have cake?

　　"Ding!" Qin Wenlan's cell phone rang several text message tones one after another. He glanced at it indifferently and saw a series of six or seven-digit transfer information, with the words "Happy Birthday" attached.

　　"Who?" Bai Qi asked casually.

　　Qin Wenlan closed the phone and put it back in his pocket, and replied in a calm tone, "The customer service is urging me to charge the phone."

　　"Cut the cake first, and I'll help you refill it tomorrow." Bai Qi handed him the knife.

　　Qin Wenlan held the knife and carefully made the first cut, and soon a ten-inch cake was evenly divided into six pieces. The proportions were as well-proportioned as if they were carved out of a mold.

　　Staring at Qin Wenlan's unsmiling face, the thoughtful Bai Qi scooped out a little cream with his hand and said, "Don't move."

　　Qin Wenlan immediately stopped obediently. Bai Qi came forward and drew a few beards on his face with cream. When the last bit was pressed on his nose, Bai Qi smiled, "It's very cute."