Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

Birthday.

For her, the day does not exist. There is no difference between the day of birth and the numb daily life. Every day, every day, every day is just a mechanical repetition.

In the middle of winter, the streets were always filled with cold fog. She couldn't see the way forward or her future clearly.

Where are you going?

Where else can I go.

He has been abandoned on the street for as long as he can remember. The beautiful past in his memory is like a razor blade. The more he recalls it, the more painful it becomes.

She didn't know whether she had "parents", whether she was abandoned or forced to do nothing, the ending was the same.

She has no home, so she can only huddle up in a relatively warm park to keep warm. She receives a meager amount of relief food every day. If she is lucky, she can also pick up some discarded fruits of poor quality.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the shops on the street were covered with thick white frost. Lily of the Valley gently rubbed out a hole with her index finger. Through the frosted glass, she could vaguely see the beautiful skirts worn by the models. There was a weak candlelight in the shops. Light it up and hear the joyful laughter.

Is it a birthday?

She seemed to see herself with a bright smile, sitting in the middle of the table. As long as she blew out the candles, she would usher in a new future.

The candle went out, leaving only the same darkness as usual.

A string of crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, poking holes one after another in the snow. It would be nice if she never saw the light, so that she could curl up quietly in the darkness and die without having any thoughts of longing.

Is this a sin?

Is just wanting to touch the light so painful?

She walked under the flickering streetlight and took out a strawberry that she had treasured for a long time from her worn pocket. It was very small and looked like the kind of strawberry that would be rejected when choosing, just like her.

happy Birthday.

Although she does not remember her birthday, although she has long forgotten the meaning of birthday.

"you."

It seemed like someone was talking to her, but it didn't matter, just let her sleep peacefully.

It wouldn't be so painful in a dream.

"Snapped!"

One hand forcefully slapped the strawberry out of her hand, and it fell on the snow and rolled several times, finally stopping at the man's feet.

It was clearly a strawberry that had long since rotted. She couldn't even see its original appearance clearly, but she kept it in her pocket and refused to eat it. She could feel a tiny bit of happiness just thinking about it.

"What's your name and where is your home?"

The tall girl under the street lamp waited for a long time but did not get a reply from the girl in front of her, so she got the answer.

"follow me."

"...?"

"I am a nun from the Winter Church. You can call me [Girl]. As for your name... I will call you Suzuran from now on."

Columbia leaned down gently, put his hand on her head and whispered.

"Lin...Lan?"

She murmured an unfamiliar name, and the tears in the corners of her eyes solidified into frost.

"Yes, Suzuran," Columbia looked at Suzuran with a somewhat distressed look, but more of a sigh, even if she could save one, what's the use, there are many homeless orphans in Winter City, At least...it's a start.

"The flower language of lily of the valley is the return of happiness."

"At least from now on...I will make you happy."

"This is my promise."

Columbia's eyes were serious, but her gentle words made tears fall from the corners of Suzuran's eyes, and she hugged the eldest sister in front of her hard.

From today on, she has a new name, maybe... a new future.

To this day, Suzuran still remembers that day. Her birthday may not be important, but she got a new life on this day.

From that day on, Suzuran followed Columbia and became a trainee nun at the Winter Church. The painful days always appeared like a nightmare in the middle of the night.

Until that day, when she was on duty at the Winter Church, she met a strange-looking person. He was obviously an executive but didn't look like a local at all. He also spoke strangely, and he just wanted to hide and seek.

From then on, the gears of fate began to turn, and Suzuran encountered another beam of light.

Until now.

Suzuran opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling in shock. Why did she suddenly dream about something so long ago?

But it is impossible to completely forget it.

It was obviously a day that I had been looking forward to for a long time, but when it actually arrived, it lacked a lot of reality, as if I was still drifting in a dream.

Suzuran looked at the dressing mirror opposite the bed. There was no connection between the cute girl reflected in the mirror and the wild child who once wandered on the street. The soft hair flowed down her shoulders like the most expensive satin, and her clear hair flowed down her shoulders. Her blue eyes are as clear as the vastest lake, and her fair skin is cleaner and whiter than the snow in early winter.

Sister Columbia didn't lie to her, she was really happy.

To be honest, Columbia is more like a gentle mother to Suzuran. She has taught her all the big and small things in the church since she was a child. It was Columbia who took her to become a trainee nun, and she has the opportunity to use her own efforts to harvest the future. .

As for Brother Su Ming...well, he definitely can't be considered a father-type character, but more like an older brother.

Now, it's better to just be her lover!

Suzuran smiled and showed an encouraging smile to herself in the mirror. She had been waiting for so long for today, so there was no need to be anxious now.

The clothes she wore today were naturally Muxue's colorful clothes, and they were clothes chosen by Su Ming himself. They were perfect for her birthday.

After changing clothes, Linglan hid some of the instruments scattered on the bed in the bedside table. It would be bad if others saw it. Although it was convenient to use, it was still not as easy to use as Su Mingge's fingers. The machinery was indeed incomparable. It's human.

But it's also possible that she is more biased toward human power?

Suzuran did not continue to struggle here, pushed open the bedroom door and walked out of the room.

"Snapped!"

"pia~"

"Happy birthday, Suzuli!"

Ying, Paimon, Hutao and Xiangling each held a small cracker and pulled the lead the moment the door opened. Colorful streamers fell on Linglan's head, and she couldn't help but smile sincerely, "Thank you, Everyone is here."

“Someone said he was terrible at cooking, so it was my turn to take action!”

Xiangling put her hands on her hips and smiled confidently, mainly because she didn't want Linglan to be sent to the ICU on her birthday. That would be too pitiful.

Hutao pouted, then said with a smile: "Don't worry Xiaoling, even if you really die, I will use the best coffin!"

"There's no need for this..."

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Suzuran's forehead, Hu Tao was still so fond of joking.