One Useless Rebirth

There are too many people in the video game city. He Bai is just a swaying effort. Di Qiuhe’s figure is mixed into the crowd and disappears. He chased two steps in the possible direction. After hitting a couple, he had to admit hope that his camera bag was robbed and was taken away by a **** who had kindly helped his birthday and was not bad at all. !

En will be enemies!

ungrateful!

First, let go of the card, then grab the milk tea he had drunk, and take the camera today, this is what the movie is! Is it a robber? This kind of person, this kind of person... This kind of person will only know what kind of blood mold he has fallen!

He turned a few laps in the same place, remembered the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and stopped to open it, and then more desperate to find that he did not have any way to contact Di Qiuhe.

Teacher Xu’s loan to him is not cheap. If it is not coming back... alarm? He moved his finger to the emergency dial button, hesitated, and turned off evilly - X! Today, the yellow calendar must have written that it is not appropriate to go out!

After the shelves of the jewelry store across the street, Di Qiuhe lifted up the camera and pressed the shutter against He Bai, who was walking away from the street. Then he smiled and pulled out his mobile phone. He logged on to WeChat and sent a message with joy.

A bird born in the fall: Happy birthday, remember to eat cake ^-^

He Bai opened WeChat after hearing the prompt tone, and saw this message stunned and confused.

White and white: birthday?

A bird born in the fall: Yes, I see your WeChat account is a letter abbreviation plus a date, so guess that date is your birthday, isn't it?

He Bai lost his eyes, left the chat box and looked at his WeChat account, and minimized WeChat to see today's date. Afterwards, I realized that today... It seems that it is really his birthday...

A person has been too long, he has long forgotten to care about birthdays, this year, there are things, but I did not expect this home to be able to find this detail so carefully, but also specially sent a blessing.

The violent mood quickly eased. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and moved, and quickly responded.

White and white: It’s my birthday, I didn’t pay attention to myself, thank you.

A bird born in the fall: You are welcome, birthdays, remember to eat cakes and longevity noodles ^-^

He Bai laughed out of the dimple, and thanked him again, and then suddenly remembered something after the news was sent.

Di Qiuhe, Qiuhe Qiuhe, he vaguely remembered that the guy’s character was written on the introduction. The guy was born in the fall, so the parents gave him a name for the autumn, and now... it’s summer! Still early summer!

Lying... slot...

con man!

Robbers!

Spicy chicken is three years old!

He ran away again, and after a few laps, he hurried to the bus stop. Since Di Qiuhe was a Q student, he must have left his contact information and address at Q. The so-called monk ran away from the temple. The camera must be taken back!

Watching the slightly thin figure disappeared into sight, Di Qiuhe put away his mobile phone, turned and looked at the jewelry store clerk who was looking at this side carefully, pointing to the camera bag hanging on his arm, habitually posing A gentle and confusing smile, politely asked, "Hello, I want to buy a gift box, I want to be able to hold this camera."

The clerk looked at the sticker of his face and the colorful sword on his face, and helped him find a pink-blue heart-shaped gift box with a sympathy mentality facing the brain-destroyed youth. He asked as gently as possible, " Is this okay?" This person is obviously a game enthusiast, and his brain must have burned out and can't afford it.

Di Qiuhe looked at the box and thought of the sky blue T-shirt worn by the puppy. He nodded and added, "Give me a ribbon and be cute."

The clerk responded with a sigh, turned to take the ribbon, and silently gave him a candle in his heart--by being pursued by such a nervous person, the girl must be bitter.

There was a little traffic jam on the weekend and it was already two hours after I returned to school. I was concealed in the car for a long time, and the first thing on the face of the white paint back to the school was to go back to the bedroom to wash my face... Then I was put on the floor by a large one, two small pink blue ribbons. The box stunned and left the bedroom.

"What is this?!" He looked at the bedroom door and looked at the dreamy box on the floor and blinked.

"Xiaobai, you are finally back! Look at it, someone will give you a gift!" Niu Junjie threw himself out excitedly, then looked at his face in confusion and asked, "How did you get it on your face? ?"

"No, it's oil paint." He rubbed the paint on his face and looked puzzled. "Give me gifts? Are these for me?"

"Yes." Wang Hu came over with scissors and motioned to see the note on the box. "This is the name of your department and the student number. I heard that the two boxes were half an hour ago. A little brother in a take-out uniform sent it, because there is no contact number, so I put it in the house. If the third child just passed by and watched the fun, your name will be on the door today. The board reported."

The large-scale newspaper at the door of the house is designed for students who return to the night and lose their belongings. It is a terrible place to be laughed at for a week.

He Bai wiped his face and gratefully looked at Niu Junjie, and sincerely said, "The third child, thank you."

"Politely polite." Niu Junjie waved his hand, his attention was still on the box, and his eyes were sharp. "Look at what is inside! Look at the color and packaging of this box. The gift-giving person is definitely a sister! You have a sister chasing Xiaobai." Hey."

Chen Jie, who has been quiet and quiet as a background board, has helped his eyes, and the words are not surprisingly endless. "What if the man is sent?"

Everyone was quiet, and then they remembered the past that He Bai had been pursued by a foreign exchange student. They took a step back and left the two boxes on the ground far away.

Wang Hu moved the scissors in his hand and said, "This way of anonymous gifting is really a bit like... Isn’t that the art of the romantic man, Locke, come back?"

"Should, shouldn't it, he ended up switching to go home last semester..." Niu Junjie said that he was not enough.

Chen Jie looked at the paper on the box and analyzed it rationally. "This is written in Chinese, and the dragon and the phoenix dance is very chic. It is not written by foreigners."

Niu Junjie heard the words and looked at him with a sigh of relief. "But this writing is too sloppy, not like a sister."

He Bai struggled to find out the memory of the Locke from the corner of the brain. The eyebrows were pumped up. When he looked at the note, he moved, and then he must, his eyebrows quickly squatted, numb a face toward Wang Hu. Reaching out, "Boss, scissors give it to me. Don't panic, these are not sent by Locke."

"Not Locke?"

"Ok."

When the three met him and answered affirmatively, they came over and asked him why he was so sure. He already knew who sent it.

"I didn't know before, I saw the writing on the note and I knew it. Rest assured, the gift-giving person is a hatred of me, a friend, really not a Locke." He Bai replied with a sullen face, and cut the box neatly and neatly. The ribbon, while opening the box to Di Qiuhe in the heart.

The lid was opened, and a delicate three-layer cake was revealed in front of everyone. Wang Hu and others were "wow".

He Bai pumped his mouth and opened the other one, and he found the camera he had taken away.

... Di Qiuhe is sick, he is very sure now.

"Ji's cake is still three-tiered, not cheap." Niu Junjie is facing the cake and licking his chin. "How do you paint a dog on the cake?"

"There is a word next to the dog." Chen Jie lowered his glasses and looked down at the small line next to the puppy. "I wish the puppy a happy birthday. Thank you for your photo of Mr. Xu Rongrong. My The birthday is September 7th, remember to go back, huh? Remember to return?"

Wang Hu took the phone and looked at it, then slammed his forehead. "Look at me, I almost forgot that today is a little white birthday. How about going out for dinner at night?"

Niu Junjie immediately raised his hand to agree, and Chen Jie smiled and nodded.

He Bai looked up at them and smiled and said "I treat", then looked down at the cake and frowned slightly. Thank you for the photo he sent to Teacher Xu? What picture? Di Qiuhe knows Teacher Xu? Does it mean the photo that was taken by chance? Then how did he know that he had sent his photo to Teacher Xu? Wait, does this mean that Di Qiuhe knows that he has used his photo to hand in his homework?

......

He looked at the three-layer cake on the ground, and looked at the camera bag in the box.

...... Sugar is mixed with SHI probably this feeling.

I thought that the "surprise" was over. I didn't expect that two days later, another box was sent over, and the name of He Bai was still on the big board.

"Is that your friend sent it?" Niu Junjie curiously came over, looked at the pink box, and looked at the white and tender face, sighing sadly, "Little white you, hey, you still hurry to find a Girlfriend."

He Bai squinted at him, raised his hand and held his face open, tearing off the note on the box to open the lid, and then smashed.

Full of half-box photos, all taken in the past few days, and have already signed the name.

There was a piece of paper stuck on the wall of the box. He reached out and tore it down. He saw a mobile phone number on it, hesitated for a while, took out the phone and saved the number, chose to send a text message, and then typed after considering it.

He Bai: The photo has been received, thank you. In addition, what you mentioned on the cake about the photo and Teacher Xu can tell me what is going on?

Listening to Jiang Guanshan and Xu Rongrong, Di Qiuhe, who was discussing the script, noticed that the mobile phone was shaking. He thought that the photo should have been sent at this time, and the corner of his mouth was tilted. He used the script to cover up the mobile phone and clicked on the text message sent by the strange number. Quickly glance at the content, then take a look at a folder by Xu Rongrong, click on the phone and type quickly.

Di Qiuhe: I want to know why I thank you?

He Bai: Yes.

Di Qiuhe: I really want to think about it?

He Bai: ... think.

Di Qiuhe: I also really want to.

He Bai:?

Di Qiuhe: I want you to beg me.

He Bai:...

Di Qiuhe: It’s so cute when you walked out on the street.

boom!

He Bai angered the phone into the drawer.