“雨欣吗?真对不起,你的生日晚宴我可能去不成了。我弟弟刚从南京回来,让我去车站接他。”电话那头的莉莉挺无奈的。她也知道雨欣这个幼年丧父的贫家女孩是多么渴盼呵护与关爱。雨欣低垂下长长的睫毛,心里闪过一丝失落。“咚咚!”有人敲门!温暖涌向心头,喜悦冲上眉梢,雨欣按捺住心中的激动,走向门去。门开了。“生日快乐!”十张灿烂的笑脸,一样真诚的祝福他们如约而至了。“雨欣,瞧,你最喜欢的散文集,席慕容的!”“雨欣,我带来了个大蛋糕!”小雯挺实际的。“雨欣,愿你像这花一样芬芳美丽!” “Is it raining? I’m really sorry. I may not be able to finish your birthday dinner. My younger brother just came back from Nanjing and asked me to go to the station to pick him up.” Lily at the other end of the phone was quite helpless. She also knew that Yu Xin, the young girl who had lost her father to her father, was very much looking forward to care and love. Yuxin dangled his long eyelashes and lost a trace of loss in his heart. “Yeah!” Someone knocked at the door! The warmth rushes to the heart, and joy rushes to the brow. Yuxin presses against the excitement in his heart and walks toward the door. The door opened. “Happy Birthday!” Ten brilliant smiles, as well as sincere blessings to them. “Yue Xin, hey, your favorite collection of essays, seat Murong!” “Yuxin, I brought a big cake!” Xiaowen is very practical. “Yuxin, may you be as beautiful and beautiful as this flower!”