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Colorful lights lit up around the sign that said "House of Joy", and all the rooms began to light up regularly, forming characters one by one.

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"#firstday, you said the first day we met"

"#我们是很悲, crying very sad, how can not coax"

"#Look at you at a loss"

"#WeLaughed, not because of how funny your jokes are, but because of your actions"

"#very serious~"

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The immature voice sang a song that Gera had never heard before, and his eye sockets gradually turned red.

In addition, all the lights in the room are regularly illuminated with large characters:

"Thank you brother happy birthday"

The last big "!" occupied the whole house, shining brightly in the dark night.

Gera was so moved that he couldn't speak. In fact, his birthday was a festival that he didn't care much about, and he didn't usually have the habit of celebrating this festival.

However, today, he really wanted to cry, not because he was sad, but because he was so moved that he couldn't help himself.

"Hey, hey." Dai Lin only felt goosebumps all over the floor: "What's going on here? You're celebrating your birthday too?"

Jella didn't respond to her, but kept her eyes wide open, trying to keep the scene in front of her firmly in her mind.

"Little devil, you all made this up? Uh...it's too embarrassing." Dailin rubbed her arms with both hands and said.

"Yeah!" Xiaoyu nodded heavily, showing an innocent smile.

Dailin didn't feel like them, she just felt her scalp tingling, and a person like her was still not suitable to stay here.

"It's too sensational, I wouldn't have come if I knew it earlier." Dailin said as she turned around and was about to leave.

A small hand stretched out and grabbed Dailin's arm. She trembled all over, and immediately turned around and cursed: "Let go of me! Little brat! I don't want to stay here! Believe me if you don't let go... ..."

However, Dailin's cursing became lower and lower until she closed her mouth.

The little girl in front of her didn't speak, nor did she feel uncomfortable, she just looked at her quietly, with an unshakeable smile.

Very innocent, very sincere, with a smile like a flower, a pear-shaped smile, a pleasant smile, like a flower blooming in the cold winter, warm and reassuring.

Dailin couldn't swear words for a while, and she couldn't explain why, maybe it was the smile of the little girl in front of her that infected her, or maybe she forgot the words...

A hasty sound sounded in front, and the shrill sound pierced the air layer, piercing the starry sky in the dark night, and finally with a "boom", beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky!

The fireworks are beautiful and colorful, adding colorful colors to the entire dark drawing board, and writing the poetry of love.

"Pfft... bang!"

The fireworks are constantly blooming in the air, and the blooming sound is like a beautiful song, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Dailin stared blankly at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, and didn't realize that Xiaoyu held her hand for a moment.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful..." Jela murmured, her eyes reflected the beauty of fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Now, Jela understands why Xiaoyu was injured by the fireworks, and he also understands why she used the little trick of pretending to sleep to delay his return.

It turned out...it was just to give myself this surprise.

A bandage-wrapped small hand passed through Gera's big hand. He looked down at Xiaoyu who was smiling, and the emotion in his heart was self-evident. He gently held Xiaoyu's hand.

A smile appeared on the cold face, it was a very happy smile.

Xiaoyu was holding Dailin with one hand and Jiela with the other. She stood between the two of them, smiling, watching the fireworks constantly blooming in the sky.

"#firstday, you said the first day we met"

"#我们是很悲, crying very sad, how can not coax"

"#Look at you at a loss"

"#WeLaughed, not because of how funny your jokes are, but because of your actions"

"#very serious~"

“#Those days, you have been crying and laughing with us all the time”

“#我们是很悲，笑很快乐，不能做了”

"#watching you smile with joy"

"We laughed, not because you wiped your sweat funny, but because of your smile"

"#very warm~"

The immature child's voice sang neatly in the big house, accompanied by the singing and the gorgeous fireworks in front of me.

Jiela finally couldn't help crying, and the eyes that had already been soaked with tears finally couldn't hold back, and the tears kept streaming down.

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"Boom!" There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and the dark clouds covered the entire sky.

After a while, it began to rain cats and dogs.

"Hello... can... let me work here?" A little girl in sackcloth asked timidly, "I can do anything, as long as I can eat enough, I can really do anything!"

"Sorry, no, you...too young." The restaurant owner closed the door and rejected her.

The cold rain hit the little girl's weak shoulders. She lowered her head, her messy hair was hanging down wetly.

The little girl did not give up, and continued to ask one store after another: "Excuse me, is there still work? I...I can do anything! Washing dishes, mopping the floor, and moving things, I can do it!"

"No, we don't employ child labor. I'm sorry, you can find another place."

"No, no, you are too young to move a bag of rice. Sorry, you should go and look elsewhere."

"No, the work is done by adults. Children, go home quickly. Don't worry your parents."

"Home?" The little girl looked at her toes stained with mud, and said in a depressed mood, "How can I have a home?"