"I don't know, I might have accidentally lost it?" Xu Xiaoyou scratched her face and said. "If it's lost, I'll buy you another one."
"I see." Tang Xin thought for a moment and nodded again, "Just a few days ago, it broke. I originally planned to keep it as a memento, but since it's lost, there's nothing I can do."
"I just feel a little sad. This alarm clock has been with me for quite a while. I bought it after leaving the foster home, and it's been with me all the way through college."
"Come to think of it, this seems to be the first birthday gift I bought for myself."
The girl spoke with a faint smile, and Xu Xiaoyou saw many emotions in her eyes—nostalgia for the past as well as anticipation for the future.
Tang Xin winked at her from behind the slightly ajar door:
"Let's not talk about it anymore, You. I'm going to bed now. You should sleep early too."
"Mm, you too."
