Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

"Er Er".

Song Jingmo interrupted, her voice gentle, "My birthday is already perfect. Having you by my side makes it perfect."

"As for the ring, you can give it to me next time you come back. Or I can give it to you when I come to visit you."

I have three days off next weekend.

Lu Er was so excited that she cried and laughed at the same time: "You're coming over?"

"Stop crying, my little darling."

Song Jingmo smiled helplessly and said, "If you cry again, I'll buy a plane ticket and fly there tonight."

"Next time we meet, I'll put it on you myself."

Lu Er vowed confidently, "You have to wait for me."

"I've been waiting for you all along."

Song Jingmo said softly, "We've waited six years already, a few more days won't make a difference."

These words made Lu Er feel a mix of sadness and sweetness.

Song Jingmo rested his head on his left hand, looking languid: "Why did you buy such an expensive ring again?"

Lu Er was taken aback: "You opened it and looked at it?"

"No, I want you to open it and put it on me yourself."

Song Jingmo couldn't help but chuckle at the person's silly expression. "It was Bai Zhi who posted it on her WeChat Moments."

Lu Er opened her WeChat Moments.

[Bai Zhi: The boss spent five million on a pair of rings and then forgot to give them to me. What kind of idiot is this?]

The accompanying picture is still his back view on set.

Lu Er: "..."

I just want to fly to the next room and strangle Bai Zhi.

Song Jingmo glanced at the time. "It's almost eleven o'clock. Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed."

"Forget about the ring. It's not going anywhere, and neither am I."

Lu Er was still somewhat bothered: "But... your birthday has already passed..."

"My birthday has passed, but there's still a long way to go."

Song Jingmo said softly, "Er'er, we have a lifetime together."

"You can let me wear it on my next birthday, or you can let me wear it on any ordinary day."

"What matters is your intention to put a ring on my finger, not the specific date."

These words warmed Lu Er's heart.

Wiping away her tears, she finally smiled: "Dr. Song, how can you be so good with words?"

"To tell the truth."

Song Jingmo laughed too, "Go take a shower, I'll be watching you."

"You want to watch me take a shower?"

Lu Er was deliberately teasing people.

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow: "If you're willing..."

"Dream on..."

Lu Er blushed. "I'm hanging up now. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You should get some rest too."

"it is good."

Song Jingmo said tenderly, "Goodnight, Er'er."

"Good night."

Lu Er paused, then added softly, "I love you."

On the screen, Song Jingmo's eyes were so tender they seemed to overflow with tears: "I love you too, so much."

After the video call ended, Lu Er sat on the bed holding her phone, finally calming down.

He insisted on personally putting it on Song Jingmo when they met next time.

And you have to choose the most romantic moment, the kind where you kneel on one knee.

Even if there's no proposal, the ceremony should still be meaningful.

I hummed a song as I went to take a shower, and my mood had completely brightened.

After hanging up the video call, Song Jingmo sat in the study for a long time.

I gently closed my eyes, remembering the way someone said, with red eyes, "I forgot to give you a birthday present."

That idiot.

How could someone be so foolish, yet so heartbreaking?

I picked up my phone, opened the photo album, and flipped to the photos taken on my birthday night.

One of the photos was taken secretly by him after Lu Er fell asleep.

The person in the photo is lying on their side, with long eyelashes, and is sleeping soundly.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft shadows on my face.

Song Jingmo stared at it for a long time, then set it as her phone wallpaper.

On Wednesday noon, Song Jingmo had just finished surgery.

Two consecutive surgeries, standing since eight in the morning, even someone with exceptional stamina is finding it hard to keep up.

I had just changed back into my white coat when my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Song Jingmo answered the phone, his voice still hoarse from the surgery: "Mom."

"MoMo, just finished surgery?"

Qu Suiwan's voice came through the receiver, though the background noise was a bit loud, "Did I disturb you?"

"No, it just ended. What's wrong?"

"Nan Zhi, that girl, broke her leg."

Qu Suiwan sighed, "It's inconvenient for me to be alone in Germany. I said I'm going back to China for the New Year, and I'll arrive tomorrow night. Mom is coming back this year too, so our family can have a good New Year together."

Song Jingmo paused for a moment: "Your leg is broken?"

"They said he fell while going downstairs. This child has always been clumsy and impulsive."

Qu Suiwan's tone was full of heartache, "Could you pick her up from the airport? Mom still has some work to take care of here, she'll be back in a few days."

"Okay, I understand."

Song Jingmo agreed, "Is it serious? Do we need to arrange for a hospital check-up?"

"She said she had a cast on, so it shouldn't be a big problem. You can ask her for details when you meet her."

Qu Suiwan paused for a moment, then asked, "By the way, does Er'er have any plans for the Chinese New Year this year?"

Mentioning Lu Er, Song Jingmo's voice softened: "His film crew is scheduled to shoot until the end of the year, what's wrong?"

"If it's convenient, take him home for a meal."

Qu Suiwan said with a smile, "Mom wants to see him, and your dad and grandpa have been talking about it too."

Song Jingmo smiled slightly: "I'll ask him."

"No rush."

Qu Suiwan reminded her again, "Mom has to go to a meeting now, so I'll hang up. Remember to pick up Nanzhi."

"Um."

Before Song Jingmo could even put his phone back in his pocket after hanging up, another call came in.

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow: "Feed?"

"elder brother!"

A clear, slightly coquettish female voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'll arrive in City A at 7 PM tomorrow night. I sent you the flight number on WeChat, remember to pick me up!"

Song Jingmo joked, "After being out of contact for over a year, how come you've suddenly come back to life? Are you even going back to China for the New Year?"

"What does 'coming back from the dead' mean?!"

Song Nanzhi protested indignantly, "The main reason for sending children to Germany is that they left home young and returned as adults. Can't you understand that?!"

Song Jingmo was amused by this absurd logic and almost laughed: "Okay, how's your leg?"

"He has a cast on his leg and walks with a limp; it's awful."

Song Nanzhi pleaded pitifully, "So brother, you have to come and pick me up."

"understood."

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, then asked, "How come you've been studying for five years and still haven't graduated?"

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Song Nanzhi said confidently, "Studying in Germany and graduating on time is like being a god."

"One of my senior classmates has been studying for ten years and still hasn't graduated... and I'm studying philosophy, so not having to extend my studies is already quite an achievement!"

Song Jingmo rubbed his temples: "So when exactly are you going to graduate?"

"Well... it depends on fate."

Song Nanzhi chuckled, "Maybe next year, maybe the year after. Brother, would you sponsor my doctoral studies?"

Don't even think about it.

Song Jingmo refused without hesitation, saying, "I'm poor, I have no money."

"What a stingy miser."

Song Nanzhi pouted, "See you tomorrow night, I'm going to eat hot pot, I'm so hungry."

The following evening at 6 p.m., Song Jingmo ended his outpatient clinic early and drove to the airport.

airport.

Song Jingmo stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching the flight information scrolling on the big screen.

The flight from Frankfurt arrived on time.

Twenty minutes later, passengers began to emerge from the exit.

Song Jingmo quickly spotted Song Nanzhi in the crowd.

She was wearing a bright pink long cotton-padded coat and a white woolen hat with two fluffy pom-poms on it.

He was dragging a huge suitcase and walked with a limp.

Upon seeing the person, Song Nanzhi's eyes lit up, and she waved vigorously, "Brother, over here!"

Song Jingmo walked over and took the suitcase from the person's hand.

That's ridiculously heavy.

I couldn't help but frown and retort, "Did you fill that suitcase with bricks?"

"These are gifts for my uncle and grandfather."

Song Nanzhi grinned, "Brother, carry me on your back, my feet hurt!"

Song Jingmo glanced at the person's leg in a cast, resignedly turned around, and squatted down slightly: "Come on up."