When Ning Ziqi opened those conversations, she didn't have time to read them all, but almost everyone wished her a happy birthday.
Seeing these blessings, Ning Ziqi quickly looked at the time in the lower right corner of the notebook. The date above was 12.25. It was her birthday...
She suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment...
She herself doesn't even remember her own birthday.
In previous years, just a few people would wish him a happy birthday.
But this year's blessing news, she couldn't take it for a while...
Moreover, some of them are friends who are not very familiar with each other, or have even had little contact with them, or colleagues from the place where they worked before.
The huge difference between this year and previous years, Ning Ziqi thought, was probably because of her current identity change.
She was a little dumbfounded. She didn't know if she should thank Beichen Shixi for making her feel so popular...
December 25th, Christmas, is also her birthday...
Among the series of blessings, two people caught Ning Ziqi's attention.
One is Tang Ze, and the other is An Xueqing, whom I haven't contacted for a long time...
They all sent messages wishing her a happy birthday…
What Tang Ze sent was a voice message. Ning Ziqi quickly clicked on the message, and then Tang Ze's voice came from the computer.
——Zi Qi, happy 21st birthday. I don’t have your new number, only Beichen Shixi’s, so I didn’t call you, so I just sent you a brief voice message. Although I am not by your side this year, I am by your side.
If you find someone more reliable than me, you will be very happy.
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Suddenly hearing Tang Ze's voice made Ning Ziqi feel very friendly...
She bit her lip, feeling like she was about to cry...
Yes...it has been several years. Ever since she met Tang Ze, he has spent every birthday with her.
At that time, Su Qingzhi hated her, so the only person who would celebrate him was Tang Ze.
However, suddenly hearing Tang Ze's voice reminded her of Ning Ziting's incident...
He probably doesn't know about Ning Ziting yet...
Ning Ziqi was in a daze for a while, and then opened An Xueqing's conversation window.
——Ziqi, happy birthday, I may not be able to send you a gift this year, I’m sorry. (Cake emoticon)
Looking at the blessings sent by An Xueqing, the tip of Ning Ziqi's nose felt a little sore... Unexpectedly, she still remembered her birthday at this time.
Thinking about it, Ning Ziqi quickly replied.
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——Thank you, Sister Xueqing.
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Originally, she planned to ask her about the current recovery status of her legs, but she was afraid of poking her sore spots, so in the end she deleted all the other gossip she wanted to ask.
Karasawa should be at her place now, right?
Thinking about it, Ning Ziqi opened the dialog box with Tang Ze again.
Then I typed a paragraph on the keyboard of my laptop and sent it.
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——Are you still in France now? Are you with Sister Xueqing?
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After about a few minutes, Tang Ze replied.
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——Still, I am at the door of her house now!
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Seeing Tang Ze's reply, Ning Ziqi felt relieved. If she was at the door, she should be going in right away, right?
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——That’s good, take good care of Sister Xueqing. If there’s anything we can do to help, just ask!
Ning Ziqi replied!
With Tang Ze at Sister Xueqing's side, she is no longer so worried.
They are husband and wife after all...
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In England, at the door of An Xueqing's villa, Tang Ze looked at Ning Ziqi's reply on his phone and felt it was a bit funny...
good?
For more than a month, he couldn't even enter her house...
Although he was helpless, Tang Ze silently put the phone back into his pocket.
He didn't plan to tell Zi Qiduo about this matter. She was still pregnant, and he didn't want her to worry anymore...
At this moment, a cold feeling suddenly fell on my face.
Tang Ze reached out and touched his face, but he felt cold water...
Is it raining?
He raised his head in surprise, and there were scattered white snowflakes falling in the sky...
He almost forgot that it was already snowing season.
Snowflakes were falling on his hair, but Tang Ze didn't care about it. Instead, he still held a bouquet of flowers and stood outside the railing, looking at the window on the second floor of the villa, motionless.
Tang Ze has missed many things in his life.
Now, he really doesn't want to miss it anymore...
No matter what method he uses, he must stay by her side.
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"Miss, it's snowing outside."
An Xueqing was sitting at the table practicing painting when a servant suddenly came to tell her.
Hearing this, she paused and put down her pen.
"Is he still outside?" She turned her head and asked the servant.
"Are you talking about the young master? He is still standing outside today just like before!" The servant said helplessly: "Well, I didn't understand before, why you refused to accept the young master, but now I finally seem to understand a little better.
, he has been standing there stupidly for more than a month... not doing anything, no wonder the lady refused to let him in."
The servant was a bit old, and although she didn't quite understand the love of young people nowadays, she was a little dissatisfied with Tang Ze's really dull behavior.
If the lady didn't let him in, he really didn't come in, but stood there stupidly...
It’s better not to break in and try, or to shout a few times, than to just stand there...
What an idiot... The servant shook his head helplessly.
Listening to the servant's words, An Xueqing actually had a wry smile on her face.
He's always been like this...
In her eyes, Tang Ze has always been an honest man...
Although he was capable, he was not strong enough... But despite being like that, she still loved him for so many years.
"Go down and let him go back!" After a long time, An Xueqing sighed and said.
It has already started to snow. What if it snows harder...
"Okay!" The servant nodded and prepared to go out.
"Wait a minute!" An Xueqing suddenly stopped her.
"Miss, is there anything else?"
"Help me give this to him!" An Xueqing took out a file bag from the drawer on the side and handed it to the servant.
The servant took the file bag and looked at it doubtfully: "Don't worry, Miss, I'll leave it to him right away!"
"Yeah." An Xueqing nodded, then watched the servant leave.
After the servant left, An Xueqing pushed her wheelchair to the window.
As usual, she reached out and opened a gap in the curtain...
After waiting for a while, I finally saw the servant coming down.
The servant walked out, said a few words to Tang Ze, and then handed him the file bag.
Seeing this, An Xueqing closed the curtains.
She breathed a long sigh of relief... Their current relationship should end as soon as possible...