Chapter 55: The Darkroom

In the process of waiting for the waiter, Tang Weiluo had already looked at it clearly.

In fact, although I knew what he looked like before, after I really met him, I knew what it was amazing.

Especially those hands.

Thin and well-proportioned, white and long.

It may be that I have been typing the keyboard for a long time, and my fingertips are slightly calloused.

But it does not hinder the beauty of the fingers, but adds a little more to the strength of the fingers.

"The first time we met, well, I didn't know what to give you, so I bought some."

With that, he picked up the small bag that he had placed next to him and placed it on the table.

"Ah, thank you, thank you, the first meeting cost you, thank you."

"It's okay, we've known each other for so long, we should send something."

"Open it and take a look, do you like it or not?"

After a while, he motioned Tang Weiluo to open it with his eyes, and he crossed his hands under his chin.

"Well, I'm open."

"Well, open it."

Tang Weiluo took the bag from the table, put it in front of him, and took out the box inside.

The pink box, under the warm yellow light of the dining room, shone with a little bit of light, and after a closer look, it turned out that there were some small broken diamonds on the box.

"This box is pretty good."

Tang Weiluo said and opened the box, and there was a bracelet neatly placed inside.

Even in the warm light of the dining room, she shimmered in small pieces, and she took the bracelet out of the box.

I took it in my hand and took a closer look.

In the center of the bracelet are three small yellow daisies set with topazes and diamonds, while the rest of the bracelet is decorated with diamonds.

But there are not dense diamonds, but a few small diamonds, mixed with a large diamond that is more recognizable than the small diamond, but it is not obvious, because it is necessary to highlight the presence of the small daisy.

So the whole chain seems harmonious.

It is not said that the broken diamond strengthens the stage of the main diamond.

After Tang Weiluo read it quietly, he was about to put the bracelet back.

One step ahead of her, he held down her hand, preventing her from putting the bracelet back in the box.

Tang Weiluo looked up in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Weiluo thought there was something wrong with this bracelet.

"What are you doing putting it back on, put it on your wrist and look at it. Well? ”

After pulling Tang Weiluo's hand, he took off the original chain on her wrist and put the new one in his hand.

"Is it pretty?" Ask her when she puts it on.

"Beautiful."

It is indeed good-looking, and the bracelet is worn on Tang Weiluo's fair and small wrist, which is not abrupt at all.

just melted into Tang Weiluo's own temperament.

"Then don't take it off, wear it."

After that, put Tang Weiluo back and let her see for herself.

"Uh-huh, okay."

Tang Weiluo looked at the extra thing on his wrist.

Did she hide the love in her heart, and showed the love in her heart on her face.

After observing her subtle expressions, he realized that she really liked it, and then smiled.

Fu Yunqi didn't go to work on the weekend.

I stayed at home, and after I woke up, I didn't wash up and went straight to the study.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, I don't know which book I moved, and I don't know which knick-knack on the bookshelf I moved.

The bookshelves slid to the sides.

Reveal a passage that can be walked by two people.

He walked in, and the lights inside turned on automatically, illuminating the dark places.

He walked in silently, and the more he walked, the more spacious it became. Until the light inside is also brighter than the light in the hallway.

This is an arc-shaped darkroom, and there is nothing to see in the study and outside the villa, including the inside of the villa.

The marvel of this villa.

The villa was designed and built by Fu Yunqi himself, because this darkroom is full of things that few people know about at all.

Just in case anyone would tell the villa's secrets about the darkroom.

He signed a confidentiality agreement with all the workers involved in the construction of this villa, and the confidentiality period is permanent.

He walked into the darkroom and pulled out a picture from his pajama pocket.

Go to the corner of the house, take down the empty frame, and put the photo inside.

carefully found that the hero on the photo was actually Tang Weiluo.

There is no difference from her personally, but from the perspective of photo shooting, it should be taken secretly.

Fu Yunqi walked into the cubicle in the darkroom, which was a bathroom, took out a clean rag from the cabinet inside, turned on the faucet, and wet the rag with water.

Wringed it out, took it out of the cubicle, and wiped aside all the picture frames hanging on the wall, although they had only wiped the day before.

This darkroom is only known to him and his special assistant, Ji Zhouan.

Because Ji Zhouan also knows these things.

For Fu Yunqi, everything in this darkroom is extremely important, he only worries that he will clean it himself, and he doesn't believe the rest of the people at all.

Of course, Ji Zhou'an is too, Ji Zhou'an just knows that Fu Yunqi has this darkroom, but he doesn't know how to enter the darkroom, he has been here once before, and Fu Yun opened the door for him in the darkroom.

So, he only went in that once.

After Fu Yunqi wiped all the photo frames hanging on the wall, he put the rag back in its original position and washed his hands.

Then I went to look at the photographs and portraits, including the knick-knacks on the table.

Looking at the past one by one, the eyes were full of things that belonged to Tang Weiluo.

However, in addition to the things used now, ancient items also appeared.

But the characters that appear in the ancient portraits are similar to the current Tang Weiluo, like the portrait of Tang Weiluo wearing ancient clothes there.

The ins and outs of this matter should only be known to Fu Yunqi himself.

And the gadgets on the table, what fan covers, group fans, handkerchiefs or something, are embroidered with small Tang characters.

It looks like it's all Tang Weiluo's.

It's just that I don't know why most of them are supplies from a long time ago, and there are very few modern things, but it can't be said that there are none.

Fu Yunqi picked up the handkerchief on the table, pinched it in his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, there was no smell, it may be that he smelled it many times, and the smell was slowly sniffed away.

It is also possible that after a long time in such a space, the smell will slowly dissipate on its own.

But Fu Yunqi still didn't give up, even if there was no taste.

But that was already the memory of the taste carved into the bone marrow and flesh.

Even if I couldn't smell it anymore, after making sure I couldn't smell it again, I had to put the handkerchief down.

I picked up the purse next to me again.

The spices in the purse still have a little effect.

It doesn't mean that, like a handkerchief, doesn't have any flavor directly.

Fu Yunqi sniffed again.

That's the taste that belongs to Tang Weiluo.