I Don't Want This Anymore

It was Su Yu's first time celebrating Qin Ze's birthday with him. On his birthday last year, the two of them had not been that close yet, nowhere near as intimately familiar with each other as they were now.

Unlike the endlessly energetic Qin Baobao, Su Yu's way of celebrating a birthday was to find a comfortable restaurant, sit down, drink coffee, eat, and chat about the past. Oh, they had no past to talk about. Last year, then.

But their desire to shop was the same. Su Yu first dragged Qin Ze through a nearby mall on a shopping spree. She had said she wanted to buy him clothes, and she did buy clothes, but compared to her own haul, Qin Ze's things seemed like an afterthought: one suit, one high-end blue shirt, and one pair of leather shoes.

Heh, women.

Fortunately, there was no woolen coat. Otherwise, Qin Ze would have gotten angry.

It felt like these two women had used his birthday as an excuse to satisfy their own shopping urges.

Then they took a cab to a famous local Western restaurant and chose a table beside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qin Ze gulped down some coffee, leaned back in his chair, and gazed outside. His eyes swept past the small plaza and settled on the rippling river.

"My birthday this year wasn't as happy as last year's." Su Yu rested her cheek on one hand and stirred her coffee with a spoon in the other. "You only gave me a necklace. You weren't nearly as thoughtful as you were last year."

"Did you eat the candlelit dinner? Oh, right, you did eat it." Qin Ze said, "Honestly, I'm pretty annoyed by those women who dream of being princesses and demand a different surprise every birthday."

It took