"Here, some cake for you." Ou held out a small coconut cake to Mengmeng.
Mengmeng said, "Sis doesn't eat sweets, Ou can have it."
"Isn't it your birthday today, sis? You should have cake on your birthday, but I couldn't find any candles."
Mengmeng asked in surprise, "How did you know it's my birthday?"
Ou replied, "Your ID card fell on the ground, and I picked it up for you."
Ou clapped his hands, sang a birthday song off-key, and even pulled out a homemade card with a cute, chubby duck drawn on it.
Looking at Ou, Mengmeng saw the child's eyes—clear and bright like a spring, cleansing their sullied hearts.
The ID was fake, and Mengmeng didn't even know the birthday on it; yet the little guy took it to heart to celebrate for her.
In all her years, only her sister and this child had wished her a happy birthday.
Mengmeng stroked Ou's head, her nose tingling with emotion.
She grew fearful, the more she interacted with Ou, the more apprehensive she became.
