The man threw cold vision, line to the door, pushed open the low door into the villa.

Qiao Mu joked: "fourth, is it still a birthday? Since there's no birthday party, why don't we go in and have a drink? "

"No time."

Words fall, the figure of the man hidden in the villa gate, autumn breeze in the evening, the three brothers were left outside.

Qiao Mu single handed akimbo, squinting at Han Yunting, "what to do next?"

Han Yunting glanced at him, laughed, pushed open the low door and said carelessly: "do it yourself..." then, after entering the door, he walked slowly to the villa door, opened the key cover under the fingerprint lock, Didi entered the password, and looked at Qiao Mu and added: "enough food and clothing!"

Who doesn't know all the passwords of old four use 0601!

Come all come, how also want to go in to see lively!

……

As soon as the man stepped into the porch, the fragrance in the air ran slowly into his nose.

It's like tea, with a faint fragrance and a hint of rice.

There is no light in the living room, only the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window is pouring a piece of warm yellow through the bright window.

On the tea table, the set of Qianfeng green tea utensils was placed neatly, curling green mist over the green cup. The tea was just cooked, with 18 Royal teas, dark color, sweet taste and strong air.

The man paced up to the tea table and saw a heart-shaped post it note pasted on the square tea box.

Above a line of beautiful small words: Mr. Qin, happy birthday! There is also a little love in the lower right corner.

Tea is the eighteen royal tea of laolongjing. The annual output is extremely rare, and there is no price in the market.

The man twists the post it note, rubs the font on it, and his thin lips are tickled with a warm smile.

He picked up the cup and sipped it lightly. The taste of eighteen imperial teas was not comparable to that of ordinary teas.

The entrance is smooth and sweet, and the fragrance of tea is thick and heavy, which is full of her heart.

The man dropped the porcelain cup and looked at the living room slowly.

It's the same layout, but it seems that everything is different.

Until——

His eyes were fixed on the bar by the French window.

He likes wine. In the cupboard are various kinds of red wine and several foreign wines that he often drinks.

A bottle of 1937 Dijin Chateau is in the middle of the bar.

The man walked over and the post it note said: Mr. Qin, I want to be responsible for all the good wine for the rest of your life.

In the living room, these two places are the places where men stay most. She puts the gift in his sight. Since then, whenever he stops, there will be her shadow in his eyes.

Upstairs, he did not go to see the two gifts and post it notes, the man's deep dark eyes have been full of soft honey.

These two gifts alone show her intentions. They are not only expensive, but also hard to get.

She was willing to please him.

He thought that every part of the room must have been pleasantly surprised by her.

Yan Shiqi didn't show up. In the quiet living room, after a short pause, the man paced upstairs.

At this time, the three figures who had been hiding in the corner of the porch and living room came out with emotion.

I don't know what else is upstairs, but they don't want to see it anymore.

The heart, liver and lung of the victims hurt.

……

On the last step of the spiral staircase, there is a beautiful photo album.

About the size of two slaps, the man picked it up, rubbed the cover and slowly turned the first page.

When the first picture came into view, his pupils contracted and his lips turned white suddenly.

The well-made photo album, the eye-catching home page photo, is after high-definition repair of him, to be exact, is his 100 day photo.

He thought that these photos had long been sealed in memory, but he did not expect that she found them.

A line of small characters in regular script was rubbinged beside his hundred day photo: Mr. Qin, you are 10445 days away from our meeting.