"Ah." Feng Luo came back to his senses and said honestly: "It's ready." It passed all the information found in the investigation to Ran Bai, and asked again: "Host, what do you want the information of the host 004?"

"Just curious." Ranbai answered casually, his tone calmly.

That whole cake,

In the end, it was eaten by one person.

I don't know how to eat it.

Very tired.

Anyway, it's just a bite, it's neither too fast nor too slow.

"Okay, is it delicious?" Feng Luo asked.

"It's not delicious." Ranbai said: "If I had known it was so astringent, it would be better not to."

Feng Luo said a little depressed.

Is it bitter?

But before, it sneaked out and tasted it. It was delicious and not bitter at all.

Well... As for the matter of sneaking out and stealing a bite, you must not tell the host.

right.

that's all.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

Not back yet.

Sanbai threw away the cake packaging box and went straight out.

"Miss Ranbai, where are you going?" Aner saw that the girl was leaving, and he groaned and asked.

"Go out." Ranbai did not answer Aner's question directly, but just said something and walked out.

Her figure was completely integrated into the night until she couldn't see clearly.

The night is like water,

Ranbai was traveling through the Liangliang Street, and no one could see her.

She seemed to be walking aimlessly, and she seemed to have some purposefulness that was not too hasty, and no one knew where she wanted to go.

On the other side,

Si Jin drove back all the way,

He lowered his eyes, looked at the time on his watch, was silent for a second, and raised his eyes again.

It's too late.

I don’t know where the irritability rises from, as if I’m tearing my heart.

Even Si Jin himself didn't know why he felt irritable. He was almost always indifferent to his emotions, but at this moment he seemed to be burning a little, and it was so hot that it only made people feel ache in his heart.

Obviously don't recognize him.

Obviously, that person likes him only.

So why do you need this?

The wind at night poured in through the half-open car window, and the ink hair on the forehead was a little messy by the wind.

Si Jin didn't know either.

In the villa,

The slender boy parked his car in the parking lot, then walked out into the villa with a expressionless face. He looked to his pocket with one hand, and his long eyelashes were drooping, and he was still a little absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

only,

The next second,

The sudden shocking sounds around and the scene in front of them were enough to make people stop.

"Bang--"

"Bang--"

"Bang--"

It was the sound of the lights suddenly turning on.

The moment Si Jin stepped into the manor,

Suddenly, light and shadow lit up around, and countless colorful balloons floated brilliantly in the air.

The sudden light almost soared into the sky.

It's like the vast and deep Milky Way of the universe.

The miniature electric love templates on it are still shining with light.

It looks particularly bright in the night, and the villa is stained with a different romantic style.

All the electric love templates are on the colorful balloons, and countless balloons float in the air, and the glimmer of light flashes.

All the darkness and night seemed to have become the background panel.

There are a line of words above.

Happy birthday.

Si Jin's movements stopped, and the hand inserted into his pocket was clenched tightly, even his knuckles turned a little white and painful.

It seemed that something was stuck in my heart, and it was stuck there. My face felt difficult to breathe.

It seemed that sharp arabic thoughts were growing wildly, causing violent emotions throughout the body to tremble, almost soaring into the sky.

Is this the reason why she insisted on letting him come back?

Give him a birthday surprise?

If it weren't for this scene that only existed in a movie, Si Jin really didn't know that this day was his birthday.

After all, he had long been used to being alone, and he was repeating a textbook-like life of rigorous, self-disciplined and indifferent 365 days a year.

No matter it is a festival with a sense of ritual, there is no difference to him.

It's just me.

So there is no need to care.

"Mr. Si, you are back." Aner saw Si Jin's figure, walked around happily, and then rushed up happily, wanting to give Si Jin a big hug.

Si Jin pressed it with one hand, his eyes were dark and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Where are other people?"

"You mean..." Before Aner could speak, he saw Si Jin approaching the villa quickly.

Aner: "…"

Aner had to follow behind hard and said conscientiously: "Mr. Si, Miss Ranbai has already gone out."

"Oh, she had a cake before. Is it her birthday? It seems she has been waiting for you, Mr. Si." Aner thought for a while, and the electromagnetic waves in his mind fluctuated slightly. Because Si Jin never entered instructions such as holidays or birthdays when setting up Aner, so Aner was not very clear about the date of such things.

Si Jin's body stiffened.

Not her birthday.

It's his.

He looked down and could see the packaging gift box vaguely visible in the trash can next to him.

Waiting for him?

A kind of confused feeling appeared in Si Jin's eyes rarely, and the eyes swayed violently for a moment, as if something could break through his mind.

It seems like he is calling Zhang crazy.

The sudden stinging sensation made the boy lean weakly against the wall next to him, his face pale so much that there was no blood, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

It's the feeling of chaos and blankness again.

Totally uncontrollable messy.

Si Jin hates this uncontrollable feeling the most.

It seemed that there was something that couldn't be grasped no matter how hard it was. I could only know that it flashed through my mind and disappeared before I could see it clearly.

Only a stinging pain was left.

Si Jin's long fingers clenched the handrail of the stairs beside him, and the more he clenched the pale color of the knuckles.

"Mr. Si, you may have some kind of injury factor at present." Aner scanned it with smart test, "Do you need a rest? Do you need a medical box?"

A severe and brief pain passed.

Si Jin raised his hand and pressed his temples, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the bottomless water. He was pale and weak, sick and fragile.

The ink-colored hair was already wet. Si Jin closed his eyes and suppressed the emotions rising from his heart with force. His fingertips passed through his hair, with a bit of loneliness.

"No need." He asked, "Where has she been?"

"I don't know." Aner answered honestly: "Miss Ranbai didn't say it."

Si Jin was not surprised by this answer. He nodded, and did not go back to the room, but walked into the basement.

Turn on the pale and dazzling incandescent lamp, the originally dark basement suddenly became as bright as day.

The paintings on the wall are portrayed by the woven dreams.

Si Jin stood there,

a long time,
Chapter completed!