Huo Feng looked at the candle that was blown out by himself and was still emitting white smoke. He thought to himself, the candle is in his hands, not in the photo, if he wants to make a wish, he will just light it again at night. He has not made a birthday wish for more than ten years, so it should not be an exaggeration to make two of them this year.

Waiting for the night to come suddenly became extremely long.

It was so long that Huo Feng had a lot of time to calm down and think, why did he think the gift given by the "little girl selling candles" is so unique? A photo can make him remember it for a year.

So how long will this candle be remembered now?

Huo Feng has received gifts from female classmates, such as cakes made by himself, but after receiving them, he threw them into the trash can.

The girl who delivered the cake had stared at him all day before, which made Huo Feng feel furious. Seeing the cake given by this person, he felt that the cake had grown hair.

The little girl who sells candles did not know what his family was doing, nor did she know that he was tall, short, fat and thin. She was so simple, so direct and warm, and she didn't bother him.

No, Huo Feng quickly denied his thoughts. The little girl who sold candles didn't bother him until she disappeared for a whole year. This should be considered a disadvantage, not an advantage.

Sometimes the encounter between people is so strange.

Although 15-year-old Huo Feng has never been in a relationship, his experience of being pursued by hundreds of girls is enough to make him a "love expert". He has long been completely immune to the various fancy pleasing girls.

He is so used to loneliness, and has no wishes, no candles, and no family on his birthday.

As night fell, Huo Feng lit the tiger candle that Zuo Zai once again, but this time, he couldn't bear to blow it out.

"Will my wish come true? Will the little girl selling candles appear again this year? Or will she send him a new tiger candle on her birthday next year? Or, there will be no candles in the future?" Huo Feng began to feel a little worried about gains and losses.

Thinking of this, Huo Feng was a little helpless. The world is so big, where can I find Nuannuan?

"When I met a little girl selling candles, why didn't I ask a few more questions?" Huo Feng regretted it a little.

Zuo Zai also knew his school, but he knew nothing about this little girl except for the name and date of birth of her own family.

Thinking of this, Huo Feng suddenly felt something was wrong. Before Zuo Zai disappeared, he seemed to have not told the little girl selling candles what school he was from.

How did Zuo Zai know what fourth middle school he was in? And what grade he was in? In fact, he entered school late in Singapore, so he was in the third year of junior high school. If he had been in Beijing, he would have been in the first year of high school now.

The last time I met a little girl selling candles, what did he say? Did he remember more than he himself? Huo Feng felt that it was necessary to check the chat records.

Goodbye Chopin, who decided not to go to QQ again, came up again without any persistence.

As soon as Huo Feng went online, before he could read the chat history, Didi received several messages from Zuo Zai before.

01-09-29 5:48 pm

The little girl selling candles: I went to the house and changed into a new computer during the Chinese New Year and lost the QQ number. I have just found it.

01-09-29 5:51 pm

The little girl selling candles: I will often go to QQ in the future.

01-09-29 7:44 pm

The little girl selling candles: You are no longer online now?

01-11-03 10:26 am

The little girl selling candles: You call me goodbye Chopin because you play Chopin?

01-12-30 9:20 am

The little girl selling candles: Are you celebrating the third year of junior high school now?

After reading these messages, Huo Feng realized that after he was not on QQ, the little girl selling candles had come to find him. Moreover, he did not deliberately tease him and disappeared, but lost his QQ number.

"Number? Shouldn't it be a password?" Huo Feng thought a little strangely.

I saw a little girl selling candles asking him if he was in the third grade of junior high school, so I didn’t need to read the chat records. He remembered it correctly. He really didn’t tell Zuo Zai’s grades.

Huo Feng was in a good mood now, so he decided to answer Zuo Zai's previous question.

Goodbye Chopin: Goodbye Chopin means not to play Chopin anymore.

Huo Feng felt that he had to hold on the Internet with someone he didn't know before, and the principle of not actively contacting others is actually quite interesting.

So after Huo Feng answered this question, he planned to ask something on his own initiative.

When he is not online and does not reply, the little girl selling candles will ask questions one after another. Why can't he do it?

However, before Huo Feng could ask questions, the little girl selling candles had a lit up her avatar and replied to him with a message.

The little girl selling candles: Ah? I won’t play Chopin anymore? Then what do I play? Isn’t Chopin the most powerful? Oh, yes, I remember today is your birthday! Happy birthday to you, remember to make a wish this year.

Huo Feng was a little stunned. The little girl was waiting for him online today. Is she happy birthday? But how did she know what school she is and which grade she is in?

Goodbye Chopin: How did you know I am from No. 4?

The little girl selling candles: Did you write it in your information before?

Goodbye Chopin: Then how do you know that I am in the third year of junior high school?

The little girl selling candles: I guess!

Goodbye Chopin: Can you guess this?

The little girl selling candles: Of course, if I am so old, I will be celebrating the third year of junior high school.

Zuo Zai is actually a blind cat who meets a dead mouse. How could she know that the age of admission to Beijing is different from that of Wenzhou? She completely thinks that if she was born on January 10, 1987, she should be in the third year of junior high school now.

The little girl selling candles: By the way~ How do you know that I know you are in the third year of junior high school?

When he saw him, Chopin did not answer immediately. He took a camera to take a photo of the tiger candle whose head was half burned. Then he passed it to Zuo Zai.

The little girl selling candles: Haha, I didn’t celebrate my birthday today, so you don’t have to send me a photo of candles. Did you return my birthday gift last year? Then you’ll send it ten days in advance next year~

Before Huo Feng could answer, Zuo Zai realized that the photo was not sent to someone last year.

The little girl selling candles: Lalalala~ You can actually receive it. I haven't asked you if you are from No. 4 Middle School. So I didn't even dare to fill in the sender information, for fear that I would send it wrong and return it, and I had to pay the postage. Don't worry now, it's really great~

Goodbye Chopin: Is postage very expensive?

The little girl selling candles: The post office box also needs to charge money, and the box costs 17 yuan.

"I have to worry about the postage of 17 yuan. This little girl is really interesting." Huo Feng thought about it here, and the news from Zuo Zai came again.

The little girl selling candles: But it should only cost 14 yuan if you return it, because the box doesn’t have to be paid for.

Goodbye Chopin: Why do I think the wooden box you can hold candles should be more than 14 yuan? Do you feel sorry for postage or not?

The little girl selling candles: That's it~ You can tell if you look at my name~

Goodbye Chopin: Uh, I don’t know~ (Huo Feng’s typing style has been infected by Zuo Zai, and the waves are coming)

The little girl selling candles: I am a candle seller~ Candles don't cost money~:p

Goodbye Chopin: Do you want to give it to me if you don’t have money?

The little girl selling candles: Haha, right~ Yes~

Huo Feng felt very strange. This little girl who only talked a few words a year ago, now she felt that she had known her friends for a long time? When did he say so many things to strangers?

Even if he is a classmate, he may have only said so much to others in a year.

Huo Feng felt that he liked it a little like a boy, who could say a lot of things and sell candles. He thought so, but he was really a fool.

Goodbye Chopin: I like you a little.

Huo Feng came back to his senses. When he saw the message he sent, he couldn't believe his eyes. What was he sending this? How could he like a little girl who had talked about QQ twice and didn't know what she looked like?

No, the online name of Little Girl is not necessarily a Little Girl. People report that they call Zuo Zai, but they can't tell the name of Zuo Zai. He is so nervous that he can't say this.

Huo Feng deeply felt that it was right to not speak before. It was wrong to say too much. Now he sent it out and couldn't delete it even if he wanted to. It was too scary. If he said this to a female classmate, he knew what the result would be.

The little girl selling candles: Really? Then don’t say goodbye to Chopin, you want to see Chopin again~ Our Tongtong is very good at playing Chopin. I have been very envious of her ability to play the piano since I was a child~ But last year she went to Shanghai to study at the primary school affiliated to the Music School in Shanghai, so I couldn’t listen to her playing Chopin:(

Huo Feng didn't expect that Zuo would react to seeing the words he liked again. He was stunned for a moment and felt that he wanted to continue her words.

Goodbye Chopin: Your family Tongtong?

The little girl selling candles: Yes, I have liked her since kindergarten. She plays the piano very nicely.

When he saw Chopin, he was a little stunned. Could it be that the little girl selling candles is really a man, and there is also a childhood sweetheart who came to kindergarten? He didn't know what he should say.

When Huo Feng was stunned, Zuo sent another message.

The little girl selling candles: If I were a man, I would marry her when I grew up!

"So~uh~It's okay." Huo Feng has even brought some waves in his psychological activities now.
Chapter completed!