From a Martial Arts Battle

The sun is just right and the breeze is not dry. Li Kui is sitting on the sofa in Room 102, Unit 1, Building 3, Tuidou Garden Community, watching a movie. Today is his birthday. But both parents are businessmen. Except for a few days off during the Chinese New Year, I can't even see him at other times. At this time, his parents called, and Li Kui's father said: "Son, you can celebrate your 23rd birthday by yourself this time. The company has activities now. Your mother and I can't leave yet. I will give you 5,000 yuan... Go and have a meal out with your friends and simply celebrate your birthday. Happy birthday to you! I'll hang up now." Li Kui spoke before he came, and his father hung up the phone, feeling speechless... In fact, Li Kui thinks that since I am 23, my birthday is not interesting, so I might as well just watch a movie at home. Then I went downstairs to the supermarket and bought some braised pork and some wine. When I got back to the house, I thought about it and took out my phone to order a cake. Life can be simple, but sometimes the sense of ritual can still be considered. Li Kui was sitting on the sofa, and the TV was showing a person's martial arts. One by oneself This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.