[Absolute Interpretation] Birthday

Gao Yi and you *Parallel world without epidemic *Some small fragments ＊There is ooc, both A gentle and loyal agent with a little sun type x a star with bright and casual looks About your birthday The second hand completes the last work of the day with a crisp ringing sound, and then sets off on a new path after briefly meeting the hour and minute hands. The big clock in the center of B City dutifully uttered twelve identical exclamations. The moment it fell silent, a sea of ​​orange light lit up around the clock tower, and endless birthday greetings appeared on the LED display of the B City Commercial Center Building like a barrage. It's past midnight and it's your birthday. Fans and fan clubs have already prepared their birthday support warm-up. They put on exquisite blessing avatars and sent them one by one on the system's birthday Weibo to share your experiences and time since birth: "Twenty-six years ago, my sister came to this world. As a newborn, you were full of curiosity about everything..." "Twenty-five years ago, my sister tried to stand up and walk for the first time, although she stumbled a bit..." … "Three years ago, my sister broke into everyone's attention with the movie "Tears of the Merman", which also made everyone realize that in the entertainment industry of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there is such a pearl hidden in the ocean..." "Two years ago, the realism-themed film "Memories of the Three Gorges" starring my sister was nominated for the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. In the same year, my sister also won the Academy Award and the Golden Horse Award for Best Actress..." "One year ago, my sister won the Golden Rooster Award and the Hundred Flowers Award for Best Actress, becoming the youngest 'Three Golden Actress' in film history..." … As the president of the fan club, Fang Guo previously cooperated with Bee Forest on behalf of the fans to launch a hiking charity event in the name of your birthday. In the early morning, he posted a relay video of blessings from fans from all over the world on the official blog of the fan club. In the video, some people come from the coast and some run to the mountains. The total distance traveled by these people is exactly the number on your birthday. #Philanthropicwalkingtotalkm##most prestigious birthday comments##superwarmest fans birthday wishes# was a hot search on Weibo, and many passers-by left messages to express their wishes. Many people also lamented that this is the influence and power that a public figure should have. At this moment, you are sitting on the sofa, patiently opening the letters sent to you by your fans one by one, and carefully reading every line written by them. Not wanting to let down this good intention, you sent a message to tell your assistant that you were going to send some small gifts to the support club members and fans as a return gift, and then select a few letters to reply from the blessings you received. After arranging the follow-up procedures, you stretched out a lot, and then stepped on the soft carpet underneath with your bare feet. The heating in the apartment was turned on so much that you wouldn't feel cold at all even if you were only wearing a thin sweater. You walked slowly towards the kitchen, leaning against the door with your arms folded and looking at the busy figure in an apron. The warm light of the chandelier in the room enveloped him quietly, and the eyes under the lamp were focused and gentle. Gao Yitong poured the cake liquid into the mold, defoamed it and put it in the oven to set the baking time. When he turned around and took out the prepared midnight snack from the warming cabinet, he found you standing by the door. He took off his baking gloves and wiped his hands with a paper towel. Then he walked up to you and touched your hair. He lowered his head and looked into your eyes and asked softly: "It will take a while for the cake to be ready. If you are hungry, should you like some midnight snack first?" This is Gao Yi's third birthday with you. I still remember that three years ago, when he was still living in poverty, he spent almost all the savings he had saved from his part-time job in order to buy you a decent birthday gift. At that time, you were still a small supporting role, and you got on the bus exhausted after work. The temperature was very low in the evening when it was raining coldly. Raindrops streaked across the car window like lines, and the neon lights of the city at night cast interlaced lights on the glass. It's about a forty-minute drive from the set to your home. You pick up your phone, only to find that it's out of battery and has shut down automatically. As the bus travels through the familiar urban forest, you see countless people holding umbrellas wearing decent commuting attire, standing numbly at the intersection next to the traffic light, with the same indifference on their faces. When the indicator light jumps, the thick crowd begins to move mechanically again. The rain fell thinly and densely, and the air was filled with mist. There was a little girl wearing a yellow raincoat on the zebra crossing, raising her finger high and pointing forward, saying something to her mother. You looked over and saw that it was a cake shop. It's been a long time since you had cake on your birthday. After you decide to embark on the path of being an actor, you practice lines and expressions repeatedly every day, and sometimes you ponder the emotions of the characters while walking, but the real life on the set is placed in front of you like a joke: actors coming and going are busy with their own affairs, no one cares about your ideas, you are not taken seriously, and you can only change the play according to the ideas of the big shots over and over again... All the grievances you suffered during the day emerge before your eyes. A little girl who plays the role of cannon fodder in the same cast complains to you like a joke, "What kind of actors are we like this?" You can't argue with that. At that moment, you feel that there is no difference between you and the numb people in front of the intersection. You have just become a moving symbol in this bustling city. For the first time, you feel confused about your choice. Returning to the house you rented in City B, you put away your umbrella and walked into the corridor, thinking about cooking some instant noodles for longevity noodles. When you get out of the elevator, you find a familiar figure with red hair squatting at the door of your home. The bright color beats in your heart like a flame in the dark night. As if he heard your footsteps, he raised his head in a daze, then showed you an extremely bright smile, and then took out the cake and wrapped gifts in his bag as if to offer treasures. Because of the rain, his slightly upturned red hair was now flowing smoothly, and there were a few drops of water on his coat, but the thing he handed you didn't get wet at all. "Brother Tong? Why are you here?" He scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at the ground and explained: "I bought you a gift, but your phone has been unable to get through, so I took it upon myself to come here and wait for you. I hope it doesn't cause any trouble to you..." The original bowl of instant noodles ended up being two bowls. When you opened the gift, the face that was always full of energy suddenly looked a little nervous and looked at you cautiously. A cake that I have wanted to eat for a long time, and a thoughtful thought. Although it is simple, this is the best gift you have received in 21 years. He put candles on the cake for you, lit them with a lighter, then turned on the BGM of the birthday song on his phone, urging you to make a wish quickly. You closed your eyes, and you seemed to still be able to see that bright smile in front of you. You couldn't help but curl your lips, and made your expectations for the future in your heart. I hope that I can become a very popular star, have many fans, have good works, and have many people know my name and remember my birthday. But, God, I still have a small wish. If the above is too difficult to achieve, then let me fulfill my little wish. I hope that I will spend all my future birthdays with the person in front of me, so that I will have no regrets. Opening his eyes and blowing out the candles, he handed me his phone, which contained a video from your little fandom. Several little girls stood together with smiles. One girl didn't seem to realize that the recording had started. She stared blankly at the camera until Fang Guo shouted one, two, three, and they all shouted out the birthday greetings they had rehearsed for a long time. Gao Yitong appeared at the end of the video. He held up the camera and turned on the selfie mode. The sweatshirt and sportswear on his body made him look like an energetic college student. "Ahem, actually this is sister Fang Guo's idea. We have always... Fans of future big stars will send congratulatory messages and wish the female star a happy birthday!" When the last sentence was played, the man in front of him suddenly spoke at the same time as the voice in the video, with a slightly hoarse voice surrounding your eardrum, making you almost cry. You covered your eyes with your hands, suppressing the choking in your voice, and made a promise to him and to myself. "Well, he will become a big star." The memory ends here. The person sitting opposite you has lost his youthfulness compared to three years ago. He is comfortable in the vanity fair and can skillfully manage various relationships in the circle. He has also learned to put on a mask in front of others, but when facing you, he is still the sincere and bright Gao Yitong. You make your wishes for next year amid the blessings of thousands of people. God, thank you for your favor this year and making me the luckiest female star. Please continue to take care of me in the coming year. The red-haired man in front of you looked at you tenderly while you were still making a wish, and never looked away from you at all. The flickering candlelight casts a warm glow on the restaurant, and the orange flame illuminates your hands, reflecting a silvery light. After a long time, he slowly spoke. "Happy birthday, my diva." Purpose: Active life