When people leave some people in this life, their steps are heavy but their shoulders are light, but to meet others, they are willing to run.
Xiao Mu turned on the shooting function of his mobile phone and waved: "Come on, brother, let's take a photo to commemorate it."
Xiao Han smiled and leaned over to sit next to him, looking at the camera and smiling cooperatively. Xiao Mu glanced sideways and he quickly came up to kiss Xiao Han's cheek, but without stopping at all, he pressed the button ten times in a row. The man who was originally smiling with crooked eyes shrank his neck unexpectedly, staring at him in shock.
Xiao Han shook his head and smiled, reaching for the doll and candle: "Put it up, today is your birthday, you have to be happy. My mother has told me since I was a child that I can't be unhappy at all on my birthday, otherwise I won't be happy for the whole year."
Xiao Mu didn't give him the doll, he just took his cold hand and put it into his pocket: "Really?"
Xiao Han began to feel embarrassed and twitched his hands.
Xiao Mu teased: "I remember you helping me warm my hands, brother, have you forgotten?"
Xiao Han didn't say anything but just broke away from Xiao Mu's hand.
"Don't move."
Concept: Everyone has a utopia in their hearts.
