Xie Yan was amused by her reaction: "What's wrong? Do you want to ask or don't want to ask?"

"No, I dare not ask," said Liner.

"Hmm? Don't dare to ask?" Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of teasing in his tone. "Why, my little deskmate who is not afraid of heaven or earth will have times when he dare not ask?"

This question was so uncomfortable that it was stuck in her heart. It was stuck for a long time. Lin Er hesitated for a while and said, "You promise me first, I asked you not be angry."

"Little deskmate, don't falsely blame me. Judging from your tone, it seems like I'm always angry with you." Xie Yan was a little funny, pinched her face lightly, and said, "When did I get angry with you?"

"I've been born." Lin Er counted with his fingers and said seriously, "Just last time, I asked you if you could introduce a duck to my friend who is suffering from terminal illness."

Xie Yan: “…”

Can these two things be confused?

He pinched her face again, and Xie Yan smiled helplessly: "I wasn't really angry with you that time."

“…”

"If you want to ask, ask, I promise, I won't be angry with you, huh?" Xie Yan said again.

Although he received Xie Yan's guarantee, Lin Er still struggled for a while before hesitating and asked: "Xie Tiantian, you-have never been on your birthday?"

"Yeah." Xie Yan nodded, his expression as usual.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yan answered quickly, but seeing that he was so straightforward, Lin Er wanted to ask, but it was not so easy to ask.

She hesitated.

Xie Yan looked at her for a while, suddenly reached out and picked her up, put it on the Liulitai table behind him. Then he leaned over, supported his hands on both sides of her body, looked at her with black eyes, and spoke quietly: "I want to know what I want to know, I will tell you all."

Lin Er pondered his expression, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then can I ask, why have you never been on your birthday?"

In fact, she had asked Shi Sang about this before. Shi Sang was not very clear about this, and he only guessed that he might not like it very much, but Lin Er always felt that it shouldn't be the reason why Shi Sang guessed.

Not sure what he thought of, Xie Yan was silent for a moment before he said calmly: "Because something bad happened on my birthday."

"Not very good?"

"Well, my mother died that day."

His tone was very plain, his tone did not fluctuate, and he was not emotional, as if he was telling something completely unrelated to him.

"It should be when I was four or five years old, and I can't remember it very clearly."

“…”

Unexpectedly, Lin Er was stunned for a moment.

At the same time, she keenly noticed Xie Yan's words - that day my mother died.

The word "death" is far more impactful than "death". When people talk about the departure of their relatives, they will subconsciously choose the word "death", as if this can put death on a warm shell.

But Xie Yan didn't say that.

Moreover, his words and phrases are very subtle. Liner asked, "Why are you going to be your birthday?" He could answer, "Because my mother died that day", but the sentence he used was "My mother died that day".
Chapter completed!