Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Isn't that your favorite tune?"

The violinist came to them, playing the violin.

The melodious and graceful music of the piano lingered around them, and the atmosphere became more romantic. Yu Wen Qingge's mood is still very low.

Because, this is not the heart of that person to their own.

Unfortunately, he is not in.

No one else can replace him.

“……”

Yu Wen Qingge suddenly became silent and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Thin cloud flies to see, also no longer speech.

Yu Wen Qingge has no appetite, so he puts down his knife and fork. Stained with wet eyes, he looked at the violinist. Gradually, the brain stopped working, the eyes became a little empty.

"Happy Birthday to you Happy birthday to you... "

Faintly, a male voice penetrates the graceful string music and reaches the ear of Yuwen Qingge.

Her eyebrows frowned and her eyes flashed.

"Happy Birthday to you..."

The birthday song becomes clearer and clearer.

Moreover, the voice is very familiar.

Yu Wen Qingge suddenly returns to God and looks at Bo Yunfei. His face is unbelievable.

"Today is my birthday?"

"Well."

When Bo Yunfei saw her suddenly waking up, she felt a little uncomfortable. He answered with a warm voice, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile.

"It's also Qingfeng's birthday."

"Yunfei, do you feel familiar with the sound?"

Yuwen Qingge ignores the sentence behind him and turns to look for it.

The violinist stopped playing and turned away for a long time. And then they played the birthday song again.

"Qingge, today is your 19th birthday. I have nothing to say..."

"Brother Yunxiao..."

Low magnetic and with a trace of tired voice let Yuwen Qingge heart under the great shock, breathing a stagnation, hands tightly grasp the napkin in front of. The palms and nails hurt a little.

Bo Yunfei's face also showed a trace of shock.

"This?"

After a second, she pursed her lips and scolded Yu Wen Qingfeng in her heart.

"What the hell are you doing? You are not a surprise, but a fright. "

"Qingge, happy birthday."

The voice of "Gu Yunxiao" came along with the extremely light and light music of the piano.

"Brother Yunxiao, where are you?"

Yuwen Qingge pulled the napkin to stand up, excited to look for four times.

The goblet on the dining table is crumbling, and the thin cloud is flying eyes. His hand is holding fast.

"Qingge, you sit down first."

"Yunfei, what are you doing? Help me find it

Yuwen Qingge turned his head to look at him and raised the volume.

"Qingge, this is the breeze..."

Bo Yunfei pursed her lips and couldn't help but tell her the truth.

Who knows, at this time, a piece of white projection cloth slowly fell, surrounded by colorful flowers and colorful balloons embellished.

A beam of projection light came and Gu Yunxiao appeared.

"Brother Yunxiao..."

Yu Wen Qingge breathed suddenly a stagnation, the heart stopped, eyes in tears, hands dead covered his mouth.

"This?"

Bo Yunfei looks confused. Obviously, this matter Yuwen Qingfeng did not tell him.

"Qingge, happy birthday."

Gu Yunxiao in the camera is wearing a light brown casual shirt with short hair cut. The outline of his face seems to be small and his eye socket is a little deep. That pair of blue eyes, but more and more bright.

He sat on the sofa, only the upper body entered.

Yu Wen Qingge and Bo Yunfei can't see where he is. But the timing of the video is clear.

The day before he left.

Blessing words, only this sentence.

Freeze frame.

The corner of Gu Yunxiao's mouth rises slightly, and the light of the eyes in the past is also more soft.

"Brother Yunxiao..."

Yuwen Qingge wants to return him a smile, but the corners of his mouth can't be pulled up. Tears, like broken pearls, fall down.