Celebrating a Birthday

Celebrating a Birthday

He took out his phone and searched for a song, finally settling on one with a highly distinctive voice.

"Borrow Five Hundred Years from Heaven!"

He put his phone on speaker, and the melody began.

That slightly hoarse voice was like notes steeped in the sediment of time, slowly and deeply flowing from his throat.

"?: Following the rivers and mountains, Kiki huffing and puffing, gentle curves..."

Every note bore the marks of time, carrying a rich and profound resonance.

The high notes were even more incredibly full-bodied.

"?: Kang, replacing Zhenzhen, pooping, there's still some left in the bowl, I squat in the latrine and wolf it down into my belly... the sun and moon turn..."

"..."

Fan Yu was immensely satisfied with his own voice.

It was as though his voice contained the stories of an entire lifetime.

There was the steadiness born of weathering life's storms, as well as an understanding of and love for life.

What a pity. Tomorrow, he would have to sing those sticky, lovey-dovey songs for darling Feifan.

But it was fine. Once they started dating, he would sing them for him alone.

At his age, Fan Yu was hopping and bouncing around his room in delight.

One moment, he imagined traveling the world with Wang Feifan; the next, he imagined adopting a child with Wang Feifan.

A blissful scene where the child called them dad and Mom.

Oh-ho!

Meanwhile, Fan Yu's granddaughter, Fan Jingfeng, was staring blankly at her phone in her room.

She was reading the news—news about Shen Wuxiao again.

News articles generally came with pictures.

She could not help tapping open Shen Wuxiao's photo and gazing at it dreamily.

Though it was only his profile, that made it even more fatal. His handsomeness could not be