In the car, Shen You'an called Zhang Jian, saying she was at a gathering with classmates and would come home late. Tonight's trip to the amusement park was off the table.
On the other end of the line, Zhang Jian seemed delighted. "Great, great, hanging out with your classmates is good. What time should I pick you up, Uncle will come get you."
An'an had always been solitary since she was little. Zhang Jian couldn't help but feel both heartache and helplessness. Now that she seemed to get along well with her classmates, he couldn't be happier.
Naturally, he assumed Shen You'an's classmates were celebrating her birthday. After all, nowadays, young people were into all kinds of birthday parties.
Being young, gathering together with lots to talk about and things to do, that was what made a birthday meaningful.
"I'll take a cab home. You should rest early; no need to wait for me."
