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

Song Jingmo: "?"

Lu Er replied quickly: "Dr. Song, are you drooling? [doge emoji]"

Song Jingmo: "Where did this bell come from?"

Lu Er laughed: "It's a prop from the film crew. What, Dr. Song wants it?"

Song Jingmo: "Mm."

Lu Er: "It's no use wanting it. It belongs to the props department, and we have to return it after filming."

Song Jingmo: "Oh."

The word "oh" seems to convey a sense of regret no matter how you look at it.

Lu Er laughed out loud in her hotel room, typing on her phone: "Dr. Song, it's my birthday next week, what gift have you prepared?"

Song Jingmo: "Guess."

Lu Er: "I never would have guessed you'd come to S City to celebrate my birthday with me!"

Song Jingmo had just visited a week ago.

This time, Song Jingmo replied quickly: "Er'er, aren't your standards for your boyfriend too low?"

Lu Er: "?"

Song Jingmo: "This is the first birthday we've celebrated together since we got together. No matter how busy I am, I'll always make time for you."

Lu Er stared at that sentence for a long time.

Then he buried his face in the pillow and laughed like a fool.

One week later, it was Lu Er's birthday.

In previous years, the birthday celebrations were grand events organized by fans, with LED screens on landmark buildings in major cities being rented out to display birthday wishes.

The fan club's offline gatherings can attract tens of thousands of people, and they also hold charity donations, live-stream birthday parties, and trend on social media from morning till night.

This year has been very quiet.

There was no large-scale support, no overwhelming publicity, and even the birthday Weibo post was only published close to midnight.

The accompanying picture is simple: a photo of a cake. It's not big, but it's very exquisite.

The comments section remained lively, mostly filled with blessings from fans and a few friends from the industry.

The usual hustle and bustle was gone, replaced by a warmer atmosphere.

Lu Er booked a small private room at a private restaurant and invited a few friends.

Ye Qingge was the first to arrive, carrying an exquisite gift box: "Happy birthday, birthday star!"

"Thank you." Lu Er accepted the gift. "It's good that you came. Why did you bring a gift?"

"That won't do, we need to have a proper ceremony." Ye Qingge leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Has Dr. Song arrived?"

"On the road, there's some traffic."

Just then, Yan Huaijin and Gu Jinzhou entered one after the other.

Gu Jinzhou was wearing a flashy pink suit and carrying a bag that looked very expensive.

Upon seeing Lu Er, he curled his lip, about to say something, but was stopped by a look from Yan Huaijin.

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and reluctantly handed over the gift: "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Lu Er accepted it with a polite smile.

Gu Jinzhou rolled his eyes and sat down next to Yan Huaijin.

Ten minutes later, Song Jingmo arrived.

He wore a simple white shirt, yet somehow managed to exude an air of refined elegance, carrying a bag that was neither too big nor too small.

Upon seeing the people in the private room, I politely nodded and greeted them.

"Dr. Song is here!"

Ye Qingge waved enthusiastically, "Sit next to Lu Er, this seat was specially reserved for you."

Song Jingmo sat down next to Lu Er and naturally put his hand on the back of the chair.

Lu Er turned her head and asked softly, "Is there a traffic jam?"

"Yes, it's rush hour in S City."

Song Jingmo took a box out of the paper bag. "Birthday present."

Lu Er's eyes lit up, and she took the box.

It wasn't big, but it was packaged very nicely.

Just as they were about to dismantle it, Song Jingmo pressed down on the person's hand, his voice sounding somewhat unnatural: "Dismantle it when we get home."

"oh······"

Lu Er was a little disappointed, but still obediently put the box away.

Once everyone had arrived, the dishes were served.

The dishes at the private restaurant were exquisite, and everyone chatted and ate in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Ye Qingge raised her glass: "Come on, let's wish our birthday star a happy birthday and a huge success for his new drama!"

"Thanks!"

Lu Er smiled and clinked glasses.

Yan Huaijin raised his glass, his smile gentle: "Wishing you a new year that gets better and better, and that you shine forever."

Seeing this, Gu Jinzhou went berserk again: "Lu Da, the top idol, is so stingy for his birthday this year. In previous years, it was a day of universal celebration..."

His words were barbed.

The table fell silent instantly.

Before Lu Er could speak, Yan Huaijin said in a deep voice, "Jinzhou."

With just two words, Gu Jinzhou immediately shut up.

In the end, he could only angrily lower his head and eat voraciously, mistaking the shrimp in the bowl for deer.

Lu Er smiled and said, "It's no fun celebrating with everyone every year. It's much more precious to have a small gathering with a few close friends."

Song Jingmo leaned close to their ear and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Seeing Yan Huaijin and Gu Jinzhou like this, I can finally rest easy."

Lu Er turned her head to the side: "Hmm?"

"Otherwise, I'll always worry," Song Jingmo's breath brushed against the earlobe, "that someone will try to steal my partner."

Lu Er's ears felt hot.

The little white sneaker lightly kicked Song Jingmo's black leather shoe under the table: "What nonsense are you spouting all day long?"

Song Jingmo used the tip of his leather shoe to tease Lu Er's trouser leg, rubbing it up her ankle: "I'm not lying."

His wife is too beautiful, so he has to be careful.

Gu Jinzhou is a troublemaker, always stirring up trouble and constantly spitting fire. Yan Huaijin is busy putting out fires, so he probably doesn't have time to think about Lu Er.

Lu Er chuckled, her hand under the table squeezing Song Jingmo's fingers: "Dr. Song, when did you start liking to be jealous?"

"No," Song Jingmo said calmly. "I was just making a reasonable risk assessment."

"Stubborn to the end."

Halfway through the meal, the waiter brought in a cake.

It wasn't one of those extravagant multi-tiered cakes from previous years; it was just a simple nine-inch buttercream cake with "Happy Birthday" written on it.

Everyone sang "Happy Birthday," Lu Er made a wish, and blew out the candles.

Ye Qingge chimed in, "What wish did you make?"

"It won't work if you say it out loud," Lu Er laughed.

His wish was actually very simple.

May every year bring us to this day, and may every year be like this morning.

He hopes everyone around him is still there, and he hopes Song Jingmo will always be by his side.

When cutting the cake, Lu Er specially gave the piece with strawberries to Song Jingmo.

Song Jingmo doesn't like sweets, but he quickly finished all the ones Lu Er gave him.

After the meal, everyone chatted for a while before gradually dispersing.

The night breeze in April is gentle, like a feather brushing against your face.

Late-blooming cherry blossoms lined the roadside, their petals falling under the streetlights like a pink snowfall.

Lu Er carried the gift bag, while Song Jingmo held her hand.

"Are you happy today?" Song Jingmo asked.

"I'm happy." Lu Er nodded. "It's much happier than those lively birthday parties in previous years."

"That's good."

Back in her hotel room, Lu Er couldn't wait to open her gift.

Ye Qingge gave him a set of limited-edition haute couture sneakers, Yan Huaijin gave him a custom-made figurine, and Gu Jinzhou gave him an extremely expensive bottle of perfume, which he probably bought on a whim.

Finally, Lu Er opened Song Jingmo's box.

Inside was a smaller velvet box.

Lu Er opened the small box, and on the black brocade were several strings of golden bells.

It's similar to the bracelet he wore while filming, but more exquisite.

Each bell is engraved with tiny patterns and words; each bell is engraved with the word "love".

Lu Er picked up the bell and shook it gently.

Ding-a-ling~

The sound was crisp and pleasant, much better than the prop bell.

"you······"

Lu Er looked at Song Jingmo, "When did you buy it?"

"It was custom-made by someone."

Song Jingmo walked over and took the bell from Lu Er's hand. "It's a prop for filming, this one belongs to you."

"I watched the video, and it seems the prop material was faulty, causing you to have an allergic reaction. This bracelet is pure gold and won't cause any allergies."

Song Jingmo bent down and tied the bell to Lu Er's ankle.

The cold metal pressed against her skin, and Lu Er trembled slightly.

The video was filtered, so you couldn't tell he had an allergic reaction unless you looked closely.

Lu Er looked down at the bell on her ankle.

With a gentle lift of her foot, the bells jingled clear in the quiet room.

Song Jingmo's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at the person: "Er'er, should we wear that one around your waist too?"

"Dr. Song," Lu Er looked up, her eyes sparkling, "is this a birthday present, or...?"

"Yes, all of them."

Song Jingmo reached out and pulled the person into his arms, "A birthday present, and something I have to do with myself."

Lu Er laughed and wrapped her arms around the man's neck: "Dr. Song, you've gone astray."

"I learned it from you."

Song Jingmo kissed the person's forehead, "Happy birthday, Er'er."