Today is Christmas and also Lance's birthday, but he himself can't remember his special day. Just a little more to 0 am, Lance stood in the middle of the crowd and stepped on the cigarette butt he had just used. Suddenly Gilbert stepped closer, he held out the bouquet to Lance

Gilbert: "Merry Christmas, Lance. And happy birthday to you too" He smiles brightly

Lance approached Gilbert and slowly accepts the bouquet

Lance: "Yeah, Merry Christmas, Gilbert" He just smiles slightly