Seeing that Jiabao was annoyed, Chi Nanrui helped her stand up straight. Then he turned and closed the curtain.


    Jiabao was angry. "Chi Nanrui, didn''t you hear me? I asked you to go out! Not in!"


    "Shh, Jiabao, keep your voice down and don''t disturb others."


    Chi Nanrui makes a silent move, and Jiabao is completely like a chicken and a duck.


    She bit her teeth, turned to the door and opened the door. It was obvious that she still let Chi Nanrui out.


    Chi Nanrui seems to be injured. He moves slowly towards the door and walks to Fu Jiabao. He takes off his backpack.


    "Don''t drive me away yet. I just came to send you something. I''ll leave when I get it."


    He whispered. Seeing that he was pale, Jiabao couldn''t bear to bite his lip and stood still.


    "Here you are."


    Seeing Chi Nanrui open his backpack, he took out an old gift box from his backpack and gave it to Jiabao.


    Jiabao looked at the familiar gift box and burst into tears. There was no sign or way.


    For so many years, so many days and nights, she held the gift box and thought that Chi Nanrui would come back. She would personally open the gift box in front of him.


    Look what he gave himself for his birthday.


    She didn''t expect that the expected scene actually appeared, but... Times have changed, their mood has been different, too many things have happened, she just feels sad and can''t find a sweet sense of expectation anymore.


    "Jiabao! Jiabao, don''t cry!"


    Chi Nanrui didn''t expect that Jiabao would suddenly cry. He panicked and didn''t know what to do.


    "You... If you really don''t want it, I''ll put it away. I won''t give it to you. Don''t cry! Don''t cry, okay?"


    Chi Nanrui coaxed in a panic and was at a loss to put the box into his backpack. Jiabao realized that he was crying.


    She turned her back, afraid of being heard. Seeing this scene, she closed the door again.


    After wiping his tears, Jiabao turned around again.


    Chi Nanrui was still standing there, looking nervous, as if he didn''t even dare to move if she didn''t speak.


    Jiabao looked at him and pointed to the sofa. "Sit down first."


    She looked at Chi Nanrui like this. She didn''t give him a chance and made it clear. She was afraid he wouldn''t stop.


    In that case, let him make it clear.


    Chi Nanrui saw that she finally didn''t open her mouth and let herself go. He smiled flattered.


    As if afraid of Jiabao''s repentance, he hurried to the sofa and sat down.


    "Why is that gift box in your hand?"


    Jiabao was silent for a moment. Then he walked over and looked at Chi Nanrui and asked.


    She remembered that the gift box was thrown into the dustbin by herself and had been thrown away long ago.


    Chi Nanrui took out the gift box again. He felt the box with rough edges with his fingers and said.


    "When I came to the Fu''s house to find you that day, I just met your cleaning servant who wanted to lose the box, so I robbed it. I also had some misunderstandings with your bodyguards and was severely taught a lesson."


    He said and pushed the box in front of Jiabao. "Look, Jiabao, this box is still stained with my blood. Are you... Really not going to see what''s inside?"


    Jiabao stared, and sure enough, there was a large dark blood stain on the packing paper of the box.


    She hesitated and took it. Chi Nanrui said happily, "you must like it!"


    Jiabao was stunned. She suddenly looked up and stared at Chi Nanrui. "How do you know I''ll like it? Do you know what''s inside?"


    Is it Chi Nanrui who opened it and looked at it?


    Jiabao frowned and looked down to check the box. However, the box had not been opened. She was shocked and looked up at Chi Nanrui. Her heart beat faster.


    If he really knows what''s inside, it means he remembers!


    Has he recovered his memory? Remember what they used to be?


    What Jiabao was thinking was written on her face. Chi Nanrui smiled and said, "sorry, Jiabao. I can''t remember everything..."


    Seeing Jiabao''s eyes darkened, Chi Nanrui hurriedly said, "but what''s in the box? I really remember some things when we were children."


    When Jiabao heard that his memory was slowly recovering, her eyelashes trembled and her hand holding the gift box pressed slightly.


    "Remember... Good, uncle and aunt, they will be very happy."


    She lowered her head and covered up her emotional ups and downs by opening the gift box.


    "What about you? Aren''t you happy?"


    Opposite Chi Nanrui refused to let her go and forced him to ask.


    Jiabao didn''t speak, but Chi Nanrui said, "what I want to remember most is those memories related to you."


    Jiabao''s hand trembled slightly, and the gift box he was holding suddenly took off and fell to the ground.


    Chi Nanrui was startled. Instinctively, he leaned over to catch the box, but his chest hit the corner of the tea table. He gave a cry of pain.


    "How are you? Hit the wound?"


    Jiabao was startled. Thinking of his injury, she saw that he could not get up for a long time, so she squatted on the ground to see him.


    Chi Nanrui raised his eyes and clasped Jiabao''s wrist.


    There was no light in the room, the French windows were closed, and the light in the room was very dark.


    Jiabao doesn''t want to face Chi Nanrui, so she doesn''t want to turn on the light or anyone to notice anything in her room.


    Chi Nanrui noticed her mood and didn''t remind her to turn on the light.


    Just now they were far away. They didn''t turn on the light to cover their faces, which made Jiabao feel very safe. But now they are so close, breathing and looking at each other. The darkness breeds too many surging emotions.


    Jiabao looked at Chi Nanrui in a daze. He was in a trance for a moment.


    Until Chi Nanrui''s warm and soft thin lips fell on her lips, Jiabao suddenly recovered like an electric shock and pushed Chi Nanrui away.


    Chi Nanrui fell on the sofa and looked at Jiabao standing there.


    "I remember the first time we kissed was when we were 12 years old, under the cherry tree at school..." he suddenly opened his mouth and said in a nostalgic tone.


    "I was half a child at that time. I didn''t know how to count kissing at all. It was the same. I separated as soon as I touched it."


    "Chi Nanrui!" Jiabao impatiently interrupted him. She didn''t want to hear him say this.


    The better the memory, the worse it looks now.


    "Well, I won''t say. Now open the gift. Be careful. The things inside are fragile."


    Chi Nanrui immediately stopped mentioning and took the gift box to Jiabao. Garbo took it, opened it quickly, and a soft light suddenly lit up a pair of porcelain dolls in the box.