Unfortunately, Ding Ding wasn't an object that could be wrapped up, tied with a bow, and delivered into Little Bai's hands.
Once he realized he wouldn't find an answer from Ding Shu, Ding Ding didn't stay a second longer. He took the pair of matching rings and left.
For Little Bai's birthday, Ding Ding looked up all sorts of information and searched through countless guides. He even called Auntie Zhou to ask how Little Bai had celebrated his birthdays before, and roped in Sun Xiangxiang, who was full of wild ideas, to help him brainstorm.
A long time passed, but he still couldn't figure it out.
When Bai Fang was alive, Bai Congming's birthdays had consisted of nothing more than a cake.
But Ding Ding felt that wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.
He bustled around on his own for days, until even Jeff, who occasionally dropped by, couldn't stand watching anymore. He set down his coffee cup and walked outside.
"Bai!" Jeff walked over to him. "I hear your birthday's coming up?"
"Birthday! One year older!"
Bai Congming nodded vigorously. "My name is Bai Congming. I'm twenty-three this year. I live on Hongfang Street, Wu..."
Halfway through, he remembered that wasn't what he should say anymore, so he pressed his lips together and corrected himself.
"My name is Bai Congming. I'm twenty-three this year. I live in Building Seven, Xingli Phase I!"
A tingling feeling spread through Ding Ding's heart as he listened. He went over and pinched his cheek.
"What did I teach you? Have you forgotten?"
"Little Bai didn't forget!" Bai Congming smiled. "Tell the police officer when I get lost!"
Ding Ding hummed. "What else?"
"And don't run around! Go everywhere with Brother Ding! Then I won't get lost!"
To Jeff, their conversation was no different from