Qi Taiguo found it very strange. He clearly told me to come home early for dinner, but now the door was locked. What was this woman up to?
Just as he was about to knock again, the door opened from the inside, and a candle flame appeared before his eyes, catching Qi Taiguo off guard and giving him a start.
"Husband, happy birthday!"
Qi Taiguo stared in astonishment.
Cheng Su stood behind the door, holding a cake in both hands with only one candle on it. The flame flickered gently in the breeze. And there she was.
She was wearing a dress, with light makeup on, her smiling face radiantly looking at him. In her eyes, the light of the flame twinkled, clearly reflecting his own image.
Qi Taiguo suddenly felt a thud in his chest, as if something had exploded inside, like fireworks bursting forth, brilliant as stars, immersing him in their splendor.
It was his birthday. He had forgotten, but she remembered.
"Come in quickly!" Cheng Su stepped aside, urging him in.
