There was a combination lock on his door, and she tried a few numbers in a hurry, his cell phone number, his birthday, and even his number in the army, but it was all wrong.

Yang Zhi's voice came from downstairs, obviously dealing with the emergency just now, and before he came back, she had to find a way to open the door.

Just with the attitude of trying it out, she lost a string of numbers, but she didn't expect the green light above to flash, click, and the door opened.

Yang Zhi's reprimand continued to come, and she hurriedly dodged into the bedroom.

She searched around the room, but found nothing useful, and just when she thought she was going to find nothing, her eyes fell to the low cabinet at the head of the bed, and on the smooth countertop lay a pink bow hairpin, which she picked up and held carefully in her hand.

Wow!

It was the sound of going upstairs, it seemed that Yang Zhi had already dealt with the emergency downstairs, she put the hairpin in her pocket and walked out of the house as if nothing happened.

When she went downstairs, his car had just left.

She heard the woman just now persuade her with a little helplessness, "This time it's Chief Li of the 13th Military Region who is entertaining, he can't help but give face, even if you deal with it, you have to pretend." ”

The words are a little coquettish and very close.

She knew that Lu Sheng had always been afraid of trouble, and what he hated most was to entertain others.

Sure enough, he put his hands in his pockets, exhaled lazily, and said "trouble", and the indifference and ruthlessness when facing her just now, as if it was a different person, afraid of being discovered by him, she quickly hid behind the marble pillar until he left.

Roshi got on the bus home, carefully holding the hairpin he had just gotten in his hand, facing it like a beloved baby, touching it for a while, smelling it for a while.

"What's your boot password?" the guy in the back seat suddenly asked the girl next to him, "I want to play a game." ”

"It's your birthday, stupid. ”

Roshi's palms tightened, and she couldn't help but think of what had just happened, the code she had deciphered...... It's her birthday.

She still remembers that many years ago, she solemnly told him, "My birthday is very easy to remember, January 3 at 14 o'clock, that is, 1314, a lifetime, you have to remember, remember for a lifetime." ”

Is he unwilling to change it, or did he set it up casually, because he knew that no one else would go in there, so it didn't matter what the password was, it was just a coincidence, how could he use her birthday as the password.

Realizing his ridiculous thoughts, Roshi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in self-deprecation, the little old love between them had long since fallen apart at the wedding four years ago, and it was gone.

"Delivery. Xia Yue's WeChat popped up on the screen, accompanied by an angry expression.

She gave a shameless smile back, and then immediately turned it off.

It was destined to be another sleepless night, and when Roch finished painting the last stroke, and looked up at the clock on his head, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and at this time, the streets were so quiet that there was not even a sound, and even the street lamps were hanging their heads and drowsy.

She put down the paintbrush and hurriedly sent the original manuscript to Xia Yue by fax machine, she knew that at this time, she must not have slept either, these few days of the month are the most headache for all painters and editors, and sleep is a luxury for them.

Soon, Xia Yue's phone call came, and she discussed several changes to the mirror.

(*Storyboarding: Storyboarding is an important part of the drafting stage, including allocating the number of pages, customizing the grid division within each page, etc.) ）

After she finished revising it, she sent the fax again, and after tossing and turning it a few times, she had to wait for Xia Yue's editor-in-chief to make a decision, and he felt that there was no problem and he could deliver it.

While waiting, Luo Xi lay on the table and wanted to take a nap, but the phone rang at this time, she thought it was Xia Yue, and she didn't look at the electricity and picked it up.

"Did your editor-in-chief agree?"

There was no response from the other end, as if there was a noisy voice coming from the distant and infinite time and space, and it was the laughter of many people.