Shen Mo Han immediately put his palms together and muttered, "I want my Lian'er to be forever happy!"
Sura looked at Shen Mohan in a daze. Making a wish, it was no longer a strange trick. On every birthday, we would always generously give a wish. Those childish fantasies, love, ideals, and life had also bloomed like flowers. Among the prosperity of the world and the flow of water, how many could only take a scoop of wine and not expect anything? We were always greedy to make the next dream, crazy in the world and dreaming in the drunken world. In the end, it was just an illusion.
However, we still made a wish. Maybe it was just to entertain ourselves, maybe it was just to get used to it. I just hoped that everything would be good. Until now, I only made a wish by writing one person's nam
