The angle of each photo is very tricky, and this scene is fully displayed to the person who is watching the photo.

Ranbai put away the photo, and his voice was as usual: "Ke."

"If Miss Ju still has any needs in the future, wait any time." Tang Qiqi nodded slightly, with a clear and perfect expression.

The girl pulled Qian Fei's lips and casually said: "It's best not to do this kind of thing."

Tang Qiqi smiled but said nothing.

Just then,

The sound of fireworks suddenly sounded in the night sky.

One after another.

The bustling and gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night sky, which is incredible.

At that moment, it seemed that this dark world was completely lit up.

Ranbai raised his eyes and glanced.

The gorgeous fireworks were imprinted in the girl's eyes like flowing light. She saw that the world was vast in her eyes, but she was always calm.

After Ranbai returned to the banquet, Tang Qiqi stood outside for a while, facing the cool breeze, and his eyebrows were dazzling.

As the phone rings, it is connected.

Not knowing what the other person asked, Tang Qiqi leaned back against the wall and said, "She received it."

"Thank you Qiqi! I'll treat you to a big meal another day~"

Today is the Ju family’s birthday party. It’s a human nature to attend, and it’s not a big deal to send photos. “It’s a simple task, so you don’t have to be polite.”

It was already very late when the banquet ended.

When Ranbai returned to the villa, it was even later.

The phone suddenly tinkled.

She received a text message.

She didn't know the other party's number, and she had never even seen it.

The text message was just a very short sentence.

"Happy birthday."

Just these four words.

Ranbai glanced at it,

Who would send her a text message like this?

It was originally time to rest, but a courier knocked on the door and said that it was the courier from the Ju family's eldest son.

The maid took the express delivery and sent it to Ranbai.

Ranbai didn't buy express delivery.

After she took it, she closed the door and looked at it casually, her eyes as light as snow.

Finally, it opened neatly without hesitation.

Just the moment I saw that gift,

Ranbai's movement was completely stopped, and her white fingertips pressed against the edge of the picture frame.

Yes.

That's a painting.

Inlaid in a picture frame is a perfect work of art.

Ink, color, outline, details.

All of them are exquisite, and the emotions they render are an existence that can be unforgettable for life at a glance.

It was the darkness before dawn.

The vast world, the deep night, and the distant Milky Way and the stars.

It appears on paper.

Such a vast scenery has become a foil for people.

A girl, sitting on the half-lost and half-appearing universe, only had one back.

But it is the soul of a whole painting.

The girl looked into the night sky from afar.

And at this moment,

There was a faint trace of confusion in the sky.

It is a strong sensory impact of mystery and danger, indifference and loneliness.

That's such a painting.

Ranbai held it like that and watched it for a long time.

Not coming back to his senses yet.

Just lowered my eyes quietly, and my slender eyelashes half covered the bottom of my eyes. The color was dark and unsightly, reflecting the painting.

a long time,

She moved her fingertips slightly,

I stroked the painting carefully inch by inch, as if I were looking at a treasure.

She whispered: "It looks so good."

This was the first time since Ranbai lost his memory. Feng Luo saw a smile from her eyes.

Not enthusiastic, not rich.

It was a clear and shallow smile, with a cold and tiny light, amazing beauty and bewitching, as if the stars in the entire night sky were swaying in her eyes.

Ranbai was very rigorous and serious in his organizational speech, and he reached a conclusion in a very cold and serious tone: "I like it."

A flip, behind the drawing.

I wrote two very simple words.

Happy birthday.

The Qing words were left at 2020.9.23.

Ranbai might have guessed who the person who just sent the text message was.

Ranbai has never seen such a font.

Flexible and sharp, sharp but restrained, with excellent temperament.

It's a very amazing word.

Ranbai officially learned the name for the first time.

Shi Qing Ci.

Her lips opened lightly and lingered from her lips and teeth, like flowing wind and water that could not be grasped, murmured word by word: "Time, Qing, lyrics..."

then,

In this late night,

Ranbai solemnly put away this painting.

Shi Qingci personally gave her such a valuable gift.

She needs to return it with the same intention.

On the second day after the banquet.

Ranbai finally remembered the person who was still locked in the room by her.

After she arrived at the community, it was already 1:00 pm.

The door of the house was opened,

Almost the Li Feng, who had fallen into despair, heard such a voice, as if he had heard of redemption, opened his eyes in an instant and became anxious.

"Ju Bai? Ju Bai! Is it you?" His voice was hoarse.

Ranbai was quite satisfied with the results of the night.

She opened the door with the key.

Almost at that moment, Li Feng couldn't wait to rush out from it.

Unexpectedly, I saw the girl standing outside.

Always cold, delicate and arrogant.
To be continued...