He had no idea what the original Rong Xingyu had done to make the relationship between them so distant.
He let out a sigh.
Since he did not know, he could only take one step at a time.
This birthday, which was destined to be unusual and would stay in Rong Xingyu's memory forever, finally came to an end… or did it?
He did not stay at the Rong house.
After returning, he took a shower, dried his hair, and sat on his bed.
At that moment, someone knocked on the door, followed by Rong Zishan's voice.
"Xiaoyu? You're still awake, right?"
Rong Xingyu: "…"
He suddenly wanted to pretend he was asleep and stay quiet.
"Don't hide inside without making a sound. I know you're not sleeping!"
Rong Xingyu had no choice. He got up from the bed, dragged his slippers across the floor and went to open the door.
The moment he opened it, he saw Rong Zishan leaning against the door frame while standing there in a very cool pose.
