Xue Kai left, Fang Zhiqiang stood blankly in the living room, and Wang Yaxin also stood blankly in the living room. Wang Yaxin still held the flowers Fang Zhiqiang bought in her hands.

Fang Zhiqiang was in a very complicated mood at the moment, especially Xue Kai’s last words. Even if Fang Zhiqiang could say a thousand things, he could not refute just one thing: Xue Kai was indeed Wang Jingyu’s biological father.

Fang Zhiqiang sat on the sofa, without looking at Wang Yaxin. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sat there smoking. His face looked very ugly.

Wang Yaxin looked at Fang Zhiqiang, his eyes moist, but then he took a tissue and wiped his tears. Then he put the flowers and cakes bought by Xue Kai together, threw them on the ground, and shouted to Sister-in-law Li: "Sister-in-law Li, help me throw all this garbage into the trash can outside."
< br />Sister-in-law Li has actually been standing in the restaurant watching. She is a servant and has her own professional ethics. It is definitely not convenient for her to get involved in Wang Yaxin's affairs.

She stood up, listened to Wang Yaxin’s words, and took out the flowers and cake.

"Angry? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that to you just now. It's just that, Zhiqiang, you really shouldn't be too impulsive in many cases. No matter what happens, violence is not the solution to the problem. You should control your temper. I don’t know what he does now, but he used to be a lawyer like me. If you hit him today, he will sue you, and you will only suffer a loss. Do you know ?" Wang Yaxin said.

"Yaxin, violence is indeed not the solution to the problem, but there are some things. As a man, violence is a necessary means of expressing anger. This is a kind of nature in the process of human evolution from monkeys to humans. . Maybe I am not that qualified, but if I didn’t take action in the situation just now, then I would not be a man." Fang Zhiqiang said lightly.

Wang Yaxin was stunned again. This was the first time that Fang Zhiqiang spoke to her like this. She could feel Fang Zhiqiang's anger from Fang Zhiqiang's words.

"Okay, it's my fault. Thank you for the flowers you bought me. They are very beautiful." Wang Yaxin then said with a smile and handed the flowers to Sister-in-law Li who walked in after throwing away the garbage. Said: "Sister-in-law Li, please give me some water first, and I'll talk about all this later in the evening."

After hearing Wang Yaxin's words, Fang Zhiqiang felt better.

"Are you still angry? Okay, don't be angry. Dinner has been prepared a long time ago. Let's have dinner. Let's eat cake first. Thank you, Zhiqiang." Wang Yaxin asked Fang Zhiqiang again With that said, he came to the dining table carrying the cake Fang Zhiqiang bought.

Seven or eight dishes have been prepared on the dining table. Although there are only two people, Sister-in-law Li and Wang Yaxin, it is obvious that Sister-in-law Li knowsToday is Wang Yaxin’s birthday, so I specially cooked a few more dishes.

Wang Yaxin should unwrap the cake bought by Fang Zhiqiang by herself.

"Today is your birthday, let me do it." Fang Zhiqiang stopped Wang Yaxin's movements, and then stood there and played with the cake carefully.

He took out the cake and placed it on the table. Then Fang Zhiqiang took out the candle and lit it.

"Eighteen?" Wang Yaxin looked strangely at Fang Zhiqiang rubbing the candle with the number eighteen.

"In my heart, you will always be eighteen." Fang Zhiqiang said while taking out a lighter and lighting a candle. Because there was anger in his heart, the love words he spoke were so stiff. . But Wang Yaxin listened with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes.

“Make a wish and blow out the candles.” Fang Zhiqiang said.

Wang Yaxin looked at Fang Zhiqiang and suddenly said with a smile: "You haven't sang happy birthday to me yet?"

Wang Yaxin said with a smile, suddenly like a little girl The girl said to Fang Zhiqiang.

"I... um, wait a moment." Fang Zhiqiang rolled his eyes and said to Wang Yaxin, and then walked into a room.

Wang Yaxin was a little surprised as to what Fang Zhiqiang was doing, but saw Fang Zhiqiang walking into the house, and soon took out his broken guitar. I originally gave this guitar to Wang Jingyu, and later bought him a professional guitar for children, but his guitar has always been kept here. He has forgotten about it. If it weren’t for Wang Yaxin singing today He had already forgotten about it.

Fang Zhiqiang hung the guitar on his body and said with a smile: "I will sing you a happy birthday song with the accompaniment."

Looking at Fang Zhiqiang's However, Wang Yaxin shook her head and said, "Zhiqiang, you have never sung me a song, have you?"

"Ah? I don't think so." Fang Zhiqiang was stunned.

"Okay, today is my birthday, let me indulge once." Wang Yaxin suddenly said with a smile, then walked over, took out the lighter that Fang Zhiqiang put on the table and walked over to put the lighter on the dining table. After lighting all the candles on the candlestick, she turned around and turned off all the lights. She turned around and sat opposite Fang Zhiqiang.

Suddenly, the house was completely dark, and only the warm light of the candlestick and the light of the "eighteen" on the cake were left.

"Sing me a song, okay? I want to hear you sing a song." Wang Yaxin said to Fang Zhiqiang after sitting down. She had never seemed so childish or indulgent.

She actually wanted Fang Zhiqiang to feel better, because sheIt can be seen that Fang Zhiqiang is in a very low mood and feels very uncomfortable, so he is deliberately making Fang Zhiqiang happy.

"This... what song do you want to listen to?" Fang Zhiqiang asked Wang Yaxin in a daze.

"I saw that you never chased girls when you were in college. How could you first ask others what song they want to hear when singing to a girl? The main thing is what song do you want to sing to the girl? Ah." Wang Yaxin said with a smile.

"It seems to be true, but I can only sing some old songs from the time I was in school. I basically can't sing new songs these years. Isn't it too old?"

"Do you think I am younger than you? Don't worry, my aesthetic appreciation of music is older than yours." Wang Yaxin joked to herself.

"You will always be eighteen in my heart, so let me sing you a song. It is also a song that I liked very much when I was in college." Fang Zhiqiang nodded and said. . Then he plucked the strings, tried the sound, and said: "I haven't sung this song for many years, so I may not be able to play it correctly."

"Even if you play it wrong, I can't hear it. Come out." Wang Yaxin said with a smile again.

“It seems to make sense.” Fang Zhiqiang also smiled.

Then he started playing in his hands, and a melodious and low melody began to sound.