"By the way, please sign for this and give it to your mom. It will definitely make her happy." Ye Chen handed the cake box to the young man.
"It's a cake!" The young man's face lit up with joy.
It happened to be his mother's birthday today, and this cake felt like a timely gift.
Looking at Ye Chen, he felt inexplicably moved.
Unlike others who mocked or sneered at his creative pursuits, saying he was neglecting more serious matters, Ye Chen had been a huge encouragement to him.
"I'm off now. Make sure you stick to your dreams and keep striving forward," Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Thank you, I will," the young man replied, his previous uncertainty replaced with confidence.
Ye Chen walked out of the small shabby house as a melody played from inside. He smiled; although there was a mix-up with the order, he'd helped a young man regain his confidence and considered it a good deed.
