There were crowds of tourists all around, neon lights flashing, and all I could see and hear were sounds and figures. Owen was surrounded by such lights, and at this moment he finally realized belatedly that this boy who had been acting awkward for almost half a month was actually happy to see me come over specially to celebrate his birthday.
After realizing this, Owen became more relaxed than before. He laughed dumbly and raised his hand in the air: "Sincerity, huh?"
Simon couldn't help but laughed out loud, then took a few steps forward and said, "Why don't you stop making it difficult for yourself, and I...just want to eat this."
Owen's eyes followed his finger to the cake in his hand, and he obviously didn't agree with his idea: "How can that be? It's my birthday."
It’s my birthday that I don’t want to be with anyone else. I don’t want to be among the crowd with you. I just want to spend these stolen hours alone with you.
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