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Last second, freeze frame.

In the blink of an eye, it transforms.

Light and shadow pass by, slowly, and the picture takes on a new look at the same time.

"Wow-"

"Oh my God—"

"Ah, what's going on—"

Exclamations rang out from the crowd, one after another, while witnessing a certain scene.

With his eyes squinting slightly, Si Sheng saw all the advertising screens, replaced them with familiar ones, starting from the largest screen, and advancing forward in turn, scene by scene, spreading along both sides, showing in the field of vision of all the people in the square.

The scenes on the screen are spread out like a picture scroll, which is the role she has played one after another from her youth to the present, from her youth to her gradual maturity in adulthood, or that face, which is thrillingly beautiful. The only thing that changes is temperament and eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is all her figure.

[Si Sheng, December 24th, happy birthday. 】

A line of words eventually emerges.

"I said it was so familiar, I remembered it, Si Sheng! That star! The first beauty in ancient costumes!"

", who's such a big deal!"

"Ahh

……

Si Sheng.

At this moment, thousands of people are chanting her name.

It is like a magic scene, which amazes all those who know her and those who don't know her, and those who are destined to witness this moment have a unique memory of Christmas Eve.

The snowflakes drifted bigger, swirling in the wind and obscuring their vision, and the people in the square craned their necks and looked wide, as if they wanted to see more clearly.

The screen shifts again, and finally freezes on a beautiful face.

Si Sheng, who changed out of ancient costumes, is still delicate and beautiful, with long and narrow eyes slightly raised, a little arrogant, a little lazy, and suffocatingly beautiful.

However, Si Sheng, who is the focal point of the whole square, is standing in the crowd at this moment, watching this scene like everyone else.

A figure walked up to him.

The slender fingers rested on the brim of the hat and pressed down slightly, Si Sheng's eyes returned to calm and indifferent, squinted, and fixed his gaze on the man in front of him.

His black hair was stained with snowflakes, and there were strands of hair on his forehead that hit his brow bone, fluttering in the wind.

Lowering his head slightly, he looked at her quietly, his dark eyes were dyed with wind and snow, but the temperature was still there, warm.

Screams, cheers, chatter, noises...... It was as if they were separated, and they stood in the midst of it, looking at each other without being disturbed.

After a few seconds, Si Sheng asked, "What did you do?"

"Hmm. ”

"Burning money in a panic?"

After thinking about it carefully, Ling Xize nodded, and the corners of his lips curled, "Hmm." ”

"You," paused, Si Sheng twisted his eyebrows slightly, his doubts flashed, and his voice couldn't hear emotion, "What do you want to do?"

What do you want to do?

I want to stay with you;

I want to share the joy with you;

I want to see you laugh, see you proud, and be envied by others......

But when the thoughts turn a thousand times, when they reach the mouth, all the thoughts and words are only turned into one sentence-

"Celebrate your birthday. ”

There are snowflakes on the eyelashes, white, which melt into water droplets in the blink of an eye, freeze into frost, and cover them with a layer of fine ice slag, which reflects the translucent light in the colorful light.

Staring at his eyelashes, Si Sheng asked, "That's it?"

"Hmm. ”

After thinking for two seconds, Si Sheng smiled, frank and sincere, "Thank you." ”

The Adam's apple rolled around, Ling Xize looked at her, and his voice was soft, "Do you like it?"

In the whistling wind, there was a little imperceptible tension hidden in his low voice.

"I like it. ”

Si Sheng replied bluntly and decisively.

She never hides it.

Honest, atmospheric, straightforward.

She said that if she likes it, she really likes it, and there will be no fake.

The worried eyebrows, at this second, finally completely relaxed.

His eyes swept around, swept over one billboard after another with her picture, and saw groups of people looking at him, Si Sheng's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "You are worthy of being a person who has entered the entertainment industry, have you learned this kind of rice circle method?"

Ling Xize bowed slightly, "It's a little meaning." ”

Si Sheng squinted at him, "You're still on it." ”

"Are you still shopping?" Without arguing with her, Ling Xize changed the topic, and after relaxing, he glanced at the young singer not far away, and said, "It's still singing over there." ”

Si Sheng looked at him twice, "Do you want to be watched by onlookers when you come out like this, and then go shopping?"

She turned, her fingers nudging the brim of her hat, the long fingers covered in light, the joints were distinct, white and thin.

After walking a few steps, she stopped, put her hand in her pocket, turned slightly sideways, and the light flowed and flickered in her dark and beautiful eyes, there were thousands of stars, black and bright.

The corners of her lips went up, and she was smiling, "Can you go?"

The fleeting smile, shallow, through a layer of flying snowflakes, blurred the sight, but it was more impactful.

The brain was blown up, like a firework blooming, gorgeous and colorful.

*

In the city's largest commercial circle, the city square, it was Christmas Eve again, and all the advertising screens were contracted for a whole day.

The screen loops.

After thousands of people spread the story, it quickly spread online, and then spread like a virus.

The marketing account keenly smelled the smell and crawled over, and wrote copywriting and forwarded it one after another, and after a while, the topics of "Si Sheng's birthday" and "Si Sheng's billboard" were on the hot search.

Passers-by were surprised and envious, black fans scolded and hyped up, and fans rolled around.

[See you for a long time! Si Sheng, a young actor whose support club has been disbanded, can even have a day of turning over!]

[Isn't it being raised by local tyrants?]

[Who has a melon, ask for a pickup!Who is the big guy behind it!]

[Ahhhh

[I was so moved, the few Yan fans burst into tears. Happy birthday, beauty. 】

[At the scene, it's so awesome! The atmosphere of the square is all taken away. 】

……

After the scene that amazed thousands of people, the protagonist Si Sheng and the big guy behind him, Ling Xize, quietly left the square.

*

Half past ten.

Si Sheng and Ling Xize returned to the water and clouds.

Walking out of the elevator, Si Sheng just wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he crashed into a 'unknown object' in his sight.

Si Sheng looked fixedly.

I saw a young man who wrapped himself in a down jacket into a rice dumpling, squatting in front of her house, with several plastic bags stacked beside her. Wearing a baseball cap on his head, the brim of the hat was pressed down to cover most of his face, his coat was clasped tightly, and he leaned back against the door, I don't know if he fell asleep.

Like a down-and-out beggar.

Without looking at his face, Si Sheng glanced at him twice and recognized him.

Ling Xize frowned, and his expression was slightly cold.

Si Sheng walked over, half-squatted down in front of him, put his elbows on his knees, and stretched out another hand to lift the brim of his hat up.

"Poor little boy. ”

dragged the tail note, Si Sheng's tone rose, a little banter and interesting.

"Who?"

The vision lit up, and the 'down-and-out beggar' was startled, and he half-squinted his eyes and woke up from his fatigue.

After blinking his eyes and making sure that it was Si Sheng who was squatting in front of him, he was stunned, and then burst out-

"I'll go, you even know to come back?!"

Like a resentful woman waiting for her husband to return at home.

Si Sheng smiled, "What are you doing here?"

"Can't you see, your dear and beloved friend, tired and tired of running for a day of takeout, taking the daily salary, buying a birthday gift for the first time and going to your house, wanting to surprise you. However, a person who has no conscience is out and about, and the phone has not been able to get through......"

Halfway through complaining, Shen Jiangyuan felt a burst of coldness, and when he raised his eyes, he finally noticed the figure behind the standing sisheng.

The man was against the light, and his whole body was shrouded in light, and he couldn't see clearly.

Subconsciously asked: "Who is this person?" Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.