34 Birthday 10 (1/2)

At the door, Miss M left him with the departing words, ”Also, Jun Yang, happy birthday.”

The stumped Jun Yang answered, ”Thank, thank you.”

”You're welcome. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful birthday.” Miss M flashed a bright smile, left and went down the road.

Jun Yang stood at the door, not knowing what had really happened. He was merely chatting with Miss M earlier and suddenly she decided to leave? That was… disconcerting to say the least.

Then after Jun Yang came over that surprise, another question came to him, 'I have not told Miss M about my birthday, have I? Then how did she find out it's my birthday today? Did Feng Qi tell her? But why would he?'

In the end, Jun Yang decided it was a question that was of no real consequence so he tossed it out of his mind. Miss M wanted to wish him a happy birthday so he should just accept it.

Jun Yang turned back into the café and walked towards the counter. Feng Qi smiled at him as the distance between them closed. Jun Yang studied the man that was standing behind the counter.

He was wearing the apron that he usually wore for work and underneath it was a plain black T-shirt. The color made the smudges of white flour on the T-shirt popped. This went to show how hard Feng Qi had been working throughout the morning.

Jun Yang was confused why Feng Qi was working so hard, just what goal he was trying to achieve. For a split second, he considered the possibility that it had nothing to do with him and Feng Qi was slaving away for another person and before he could stop himself, there was an acute pain that pierce through his heart.

However, at the same second the pain was felt, Jun Yang berated himself for how silly he was acting. No matter what Feng Qi was doing, it should not have anything to do with him because Feng Qi did not owe him anything.

Furthermore, why was he even thinking that way in the first place?

To move his mind off these things, Jun Yang wanted to ask what Feng Qi was doing and how the cake was coming along but before he could get the words out of his mouth, Feng Qi got to him first, ”Jun Yang, why do you look so gloomy today? There's an edge that is normally not there… Are you okay?”

The genuineness in Feng Qi's question was so striking that it caught Jun Yang by surprise. He thought he had already hidden it well. Since when did it become that Feng Qi could read through his thoughts so clearly?