1222. Chapter 1222 A Short Pain Is Worse than a Long One

The candlelight illuminated Luo Xiaobei's fair and tender face, casting a swaying light and shadow on her face. She closed her eyes gently and made a wish about him.

Li Minhao looked at her peaceful side face quietly through the dim candlelight, and suddenly a wave of sadness surged in his heart. He knew that he was no longer included in her birthday wishes. It's like there is no trace of him in her life now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, picked up the red wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Li Mengshan gently tugged on his sleeve, looked at his slightly red face, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, you have drunk a lot tonight, don't drink anymore! You forgot, the doctor said, you can not……"

"I know, I'm measured. Don't worry." Li Minhao licked his lips that were stained dark purple by wine, and his Adam's apple rolled painfully.

He didn't want to drink either, but as soon as he saw the two of them cuddling closely together, there was an inexplicable airflow in his heart that was running around and couldn't find an outlet to vent. It seemed that only at the moment of drinking, when the bitter taste slowly melted away on the tip of his tongue, could he feel a little better.

On this side, Luo Xiaobei had already made her birthday wishes and puffed out her cheeks to blow out the candles one by one. When there was only one candle left, her little face was already red from holding it in, and she tried to blow it out several times without success.

Ke Jingheng, who was still sitting aside, came over and helped her blow out the last candle. When she was defenseless, he picked out a piece of cream from the cake and touched it directly on her nose.

"Happy birthday!" He smiled, put the remaining cream in his hand to his lips, and licked it gently.

Luo Xiaobei wiped the cream off her nose in annoyance, and then smeared it on his face.

Seeing that the two of them were about to start spreading dog food endlessly again, Hou Xiaoting, who had been waiting to eat the cake, became anxious: "I say Xiaoberry, can you two divide the cake first, and then start flirting?"

As she spoke, she swallowed hard and looked at Luo Xiaoberry with eager eyes.

Luo Xiaobei's scalp was numb when she saw her. She had a feeling that if she didn't cut the cake for Hou Xiaoting to eat, she would eat her!

So, she picked up the cutting knife and divided a piece for everyone present, but the piece she cut for Li Minhao was particularly big.

No matter what others think, she always feels guilty for Lee Minho in her heart. Although a slightly larger piece of cake was not enough to make up for the damage she had caused to Li Minhao, but... she still wanted to make up for it a little bit.

"Minho...you, eat more." This was the first thing she said to him tonight.

It's not that she is heartless towards him, but that she still has friendship with him. She knew that long-term pain was worse than short-term pain. If she couldn't control it and always gave him excessive care, it would only make him suffer more in the end.

Lee Minho looked at the cake in front of him, and his eyes unconsciously fell on a strawberry dotted between the white cream. Every birthday in the past, he didn't eat strawberries because he left them to her.

However, someone has already done all this for him this year...

Ke Jingheng stuffed all the strawberries on his cake into her mouth: "I specially saved them for you. How do you like them? They're very sweet, aren't they?"

"Well, it's very sweet." Luo Xiaoberry smiled even sweeter while biting it.

Lee Minho felt that he must have had a taste problem recently. Why do things that others think are sweet taste bitter to him?