Drifting Towards You

Xia Feise poked her head out and took a look, and saw that it was indeed the gift of the cake, so she went back to the kitchen and continued to help.

Because of the presence of an aunt, Li Mubai occasionally helped him, so it was quick to prepare.

After a while, all the preparations were completed, and Xia Feise checked the time, half past two.

I don't know if Ling Yuchen will come over on time, maybe it's too late to put the dishes in the pot later.

Li Mubai hugged Xia Feise to the sofa and sat beside her watching TV with her.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and Xia Feise couldn't help but look toward the entrance.

Li Mubai didn't change much, as if he didn't even know it.

At a quarter past three, Xia Feise couldn't help frowning.

Isn't he coming?

But... doesn't he really hope that Li Mubai can give him a birthday present?

Or was Li Mubai's tone too fierce yesterday and didn't make it clear?

But even if it wasn't clear enough, he should always know what he meant on the day of his birthday.

At half past three, Xia Feise sighed softly and couldn't help but look at the phone.

It seems that I don't plan to come anymore.

She turned to look at Li Mubai and said, "Would you like to call and ask?"

"Don't ask." Li Mubai wrinkled his brows, and said angrily.

Xia Feise reached out and poked his face: "Don't be angry, he should be delayed by something."

Li Mubai said lightly: "Who cares whether he comes or not."

Xia Feise didn't say anything, she quietly took out her cell phone and wanted to call Ling Yuchen to ask.

These two men have been grieving for a long time, and even if they want to reconcile, it will be difficult for them to be uncompromising at once.

Xia Feise hesitated to dial Ling Yuchen's number, and Li Mubai didn't care about her either.

No one answered the phone, causing Xia Feise to frown.

Li Mubai, who was on the side, didn't know if he was not happy or what, suddenly got up and walked towards the hallway.

Without waiting for Xia Feise's phone to hang up, she pushed the door open.

The bell in the corridor instantly rose up, exactly the same as in Xia Feise's microphone. Ling Yuchen stood pale in front of the door, his eyes fell on Li Mubai, coughing violently.

Li Mubai glanced at him up and down in disgust, and cursed: "Trash."

Ling Yuchen didn't say a word, but slowly followed in.

Xia Feise jumped up from the sofa and greeted him: "I was still calling you just now, wondering if you have something to delay."

"Cough...cough..." Ling Yuchen was still coughing, Xia Feise sat in the wheelchair and asked her aunt to help him pour a glass of water.

After sitting down, Ling Yuchen paused for a while before slowly saying: "The elevator can't get up."

Xia Feise was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that their floors were a bit high, and the elevator wouldn't run without the community-specific door card to swipe the elevator.

"Did you climb up?" Xia Feise couldn't help but ask.

Thinking about his poor health and climbing up such a high floor, it is no wonder that he is panting.

Ling Yuchen raised his eyes to look at Xia Feise, and slowly said, "It's not crawling, it's going."

Xia Feise was stunned, only then realized that he was using incorrect words, and was about to speak. Li Mubai sneered and sarcastically said, "Anyway, there is no difference between you and climbing?"

Ling Yuchen raised his eyes to look at Li Mubai, with a pair of dark pupils, watching him quietly without speaking.

Li Mubai sat on the sofa and looked down at the phone, obviously not paying attention to what he meant.

Xia Feise thought for a while, and said warmly: "Have you eaten at noon? Let's stay for dinner together."