Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

Su Fengnan was slightly taken aback and subconsciously turned to look at Zhou Chenyu beside her. Zhou Chenyu, on the other hand, was quite familiar with her, smiling as he took the gift from Jiang Shaoqing's hand and stuffed it directly into her arms, coaxing her gently, "Nannan, take it, don't be polite with him."

Su Fengnan was somewhat flattered, her hands full of heavy gifts. She quickly stood up and politely thanked Jiang Shaoqing, "Thank you, Dr. Jiang..."

"Hey, don't call me Dr. Jiang, it's too formal." Jiang Shaoqing waved his hand and corrected him with a smile, "From now on, just call me Brother Shaoqing, like Chen Yu does."

"Yes, Nan Nan, listen to him," the old lady chimed in with a smile.

Su Fengnan sat down again, a sweet smile curving her lips, and softly replied, "Okay, Brother Shao Qing."

The atmosphere was warm and cozy when Zhou Chenyu turned to look at Zhou's wife standing to the side and gently invited, "Zhou's wife, why don't you sit down and eat with us? It's more lively with more people."

Aunt Zhou looked at the old lady somewhat awkwardly, and seeing the old lady smile and nod in agreement, she pulled out a chair and sat down. With Aunt Zhou joining them, the group ate and chatted, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious.

After dinner, the group sat around in the living room, brewed a pot of tea, and chatted with the old lady until she gradually became tired, at which point they said goodbye and left.

During their meeting after the New Year, Su Fengnan keenly noticed that her grandmother's spirits were much better than when they first met. She remembered that when she first met her grandmother, she looked radiant, but there was always a hint of weakness and fatigue in her eyes. At that time, she had some doubts, but since Zhou Chenyu didn't say anything, she wisely didn't ask any further questions.

Now, it's certain that the spiritual spring water is working, confirming that Grandma's health is gradually improving. Su Fengnan finally felt relieved; no matter how busy Zhou Chenyu is in the future, she won't have to constantly worry about Grandma having any accidents.

As she was leaving, Aunt Zhou handed the exquisite gift box prepared by the old lady to Su Fengnan and whispered, "The old lady specifically instructed that you open it when you get back."

Su Fengnan paused for a moment, then reached out and took the still-warm gift box. Her heart warmed again, and she politely said softly, "Thank you, Grandma."

With flowers and gift boxes galore, Su Fengnan's hands were constantly occupied. Seeing this, Zhou Chenyu naturally took the items from her hands and did the work for her.

The three of them walked downstairs side by side. When they reached the bottom, Jiang Shaoqing stopped with great tact, waved to the two of them with a smile, and quickly turned to leave, not wanting to be an annoying third wheel.

Seeing that Jiang Shaoqing had also left, Su Fengnan was about to say that she should go back when her wrist was suddenly gripped by a warm force. Zhou Chenyu pulled her along, quickening his pace without a word, leaving only a low voice saying, "Come with me..."

Su Fengnan was led by him, and they hurried to Room 101—Zhou Chenyu's residence.

Pushing open the door, the room was initially dark. Before she could react, one, two, three… twinkling candlelight flickered on, like fireflies in the night. Zhou Chenyu gently placed the things he was carrying on the cabinet in the entryway, then stepped aside, quietly watching her and waiting for her reaction.

As more and more candles were lit, a warm yellow glow gradually filled the room. By the flickering candlelight, Su Fengnan finally saw the scene before her—the floor was covered with a layer of beautiful rose petals, and the surrounding walls were decorated with her photographs in a pleasingly irregular pattern. The photos, of various sizes, were all carefully framed, capturing her smiling face from different angles, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

At the same time, soft music filled the room—the piano accompaniment to "By the Lake Baikal," the song she had sung before. It was immediately clear that he had specially recorded it for her.

Su Fengnan froze, speechless for a moment, unable to utter a single word. She covered her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that she would burst into tears in her excitement. She took a deep breath and slowly walked inside with trembling steps. Until she reached the table. On the table sat a delicate cake, with the number 19 candles on it, emitting a warm glow. Beside it was the gift Zhou Chenyu had prepared, a small velvet gift box tied with a ribbon.

"Make a wish, Nan'er." Zhou Chenyu had somehow appeared behind her, gently hugging her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, his tone full of doting affection.

Su Fengnan was deeply moved by this unexpected surprise, tears welling up in her eyes. She obediently followed his instructions, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and sincerely made two wishes in her heart.

My first wish is for my family to be healthy and safe in this life, and for me to live a carefree life. My second wish is to meet a good person in this life, help the weak and vulnerable, and have a peaceful end.

However, when she opened her eyes again, she did not blow out the candles as usual. She turned away from Zhou Chenyu's embrace and carefully took the number candles off, placing them in a different spot on the corner of the table.

Zhou Chenyu was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes: "Aren't you going to blow it out?"

Su Fengnan gently shook her head, her eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight, and said softly, "This is my life-giving fire; it cannot be extinguished. Let it burn out quietly like this."

"Okay, I'll listen to Nan'er." Zhou Chenyu's heart softened, and he pulled her to sit down at the table, handing her the cake knife. "Let's cut the cake. I made this myself, and I specially asked Brother Hai for advice on how to make it. I don't know if it will suit your taste, but please try it."

Su Fengnan stared at him in astonishment, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance: "Brother Zhou, you're usually so busy, yet you still made me a cake yourself... Do you want me to cry enough today?!"

Zhou Chenyu chuckled softly, reaching out to pinch her soft cheek, his gaze deep and focused: "I only make this for Nan'er. Try it, is it sweet?"

Su Fengnan nodded obediently and responded with an "Mmm," then picked up a small spoon, cut a piece of cake, and savored it.

Seeing a speck of cream on the corner of her mouth, Zhou Chenyu's eyes darkened slightly. He leaned forward naturally, extended his slender fingers, and gently wiped the cream from her lips before putting it into his own mouth. He narrowed his eyes slightly, sipped his food, and said in a low, gentle voice, "So sweet..."

Su Fengnan was eating cake when he suddenly flirted with her, catching her completely off guard. Two blushes instantly spread across her cheeks. Embarrassed and at a loss for what to do, she could only quickly lower her head, trying to hide her fluster with a suppressed laugh.

Meanwhile, Zhao Chuan, who was quietly hiding in the entryway, watched the two people in the living room whose sweetness was seriously off the charts. He silently rolled his eyes in his mind, knowing that there was nothing for him to do. He quietly left the room, making sure to close the door tightly before leaving.

Su Fengnan kept her head down the whole time, completely unaware that there was a living person hiding in the entrance hall.