"I have a strange feeling that the mysterious theft of the British Museum could be a use of the 'invisibility cloak' that my uncle has researched." She was still thinking about the news just now.

Cheng Yijie looked her up and down, nodded and said, "Your association ability is quite strong, but the UK seems to be a little far away." ”

Mu Qingcheng was very uncomfortable with him, turned his face away, and stopped making a sound. The cool breeze of the autumn night poured in through the car window, and she took a deep breath, and her hot mood gradually calmed down.

The car was driving in the night, and Mu Qingcheng soon found that it was not the way back to the old glass factory, but the direction out of the city. "Where are you taking me?"

"I've got a birthday present for you, I hope I can catch it." Cheng Yijie did not answer directly. He had just returned to Xilin from France today, and the purpose was to surprise her birthday. At the moment, he was a little worried, there was plenty of time, but it was delayed by the news of the theft of the British Museum.

"You've given a gift." Mu Qingcheng said this, but his heart was agitated, it turned out that he also remembered her birthday and made preparations, she was looking forward to what kind of gift it was.

"Lipstick is just a small gift that you bring to you, and it's too cheesy as a birthday gift." Cheng Yijie sped up the speed of the car, and there was a whirring wind in his ears.

The car left the city, drove onto the highway, sped all the way, got off the highway at an exit, and continued to slide through the sparsely populated streets. Mu Qingcheng glanced at the car clock, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. What gifts were prepared and why did you go so far? She began to feel faintly uneasy, this person is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, isn't there any bad intentions?

In a daze, the car had already driven onto a mountain road, turning and turning in the dim light. Mu Qingcheng raised his head, and through the windshield, he could see the pitch-black sky and the twinkling stars. "Where the hell are you going?"

"Took you to the mountains and sold it." Cheng Yijie held the steering wheel firmly and replied with a smile.

"I don't believe you have the guts." Mu Qingcheng puffed out his mouth and said.

"I'm very bold, especially ......," Cheng Yijie paused deliberately, "I'm bold." ”

Mu Qingcheng frowned, silent to show dissatisfaction, but his heart rose and fell.

Finally, the car came to a stop in a clearing on the mountain.

Mu Qingcheng pushed the car door and got out of the car, the mountain wind at night was wrapped in the cold, although she wore long sleeves, she still couldn't resist the invasion of the cold wind, and shrunk and hugged her arms.

A coat fell on her shoulder, which Cheng Yijie had placed on the car, and he himself was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

"You'd better wear it yourself." Mu Qingcheng couldn't bear to let him freeze, and wanted to take off his coat and return it to him, but his hand was caught by him. "Do you need me to dress you on?"

She had to get rid of his hand and put on her coat herself. The coat carried his breath and enveloped her softly. There was a strange slack and laziness about her, and she felt like she was immersed in a pool of warm water, bathed in the stars. Overhead, there is an endless night sky, the stars are shining, and everything around seems to be inlaid with magical and brilliant gold edges.

Walking into a dense forest, the starlight is obscured by the trees, and the surroundings are plunged into darkness. Cheng Yijie took out the flashlight prepared in advance, illuminated it with one hand, and held Mu Qingcheng's hand with the other. "There are no street lights here, follow me, be careful."

His hands were thick and powerful, Mu Qingcheng inexplicably developed a sense of trust and dependence, did not break free, did not ask the destination, only followed him, shuttled through the dark rainforest path, led by him, walked down the steps one after another, the path was covered with plants, and scattered faint light spots could be seen.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of rushing water, followed the small bridge on the stream, and came to the outside of a cave, and saw a bright light on a tree outside the cave, that Mu Qingcheng found that it was a firefly from a tree, and the point of light he saw on the road just now was also a sparse firefly.

Cheng Yijie put the flashlight on a piece of filter paper and lit it regularly on the fireflies. At this time, there were more than 10 minutes left before 12 o'clock, and soon, the scattered streamers were dyed with translucent greenery, and a tree flickered with fluorescent, which became a natural birthday gift for Mu Qingcheng.

"It's so beautiful, thank you!" Mu Qingcheng stared intently, his dark eyes flashed with excitement, and his face was also radiant.

"There's something even better." Cheng Yijie led her down into a cave and turned off the flashlight. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Mu Qingcheng raised his head and saw the "starry sky", the blue-green light of fireflies seemed to be full of stars on the roof of the cave, beautiful as a dream.

"Happy birthday, little orange." Cheng Yijie's voice flowed, like the music of a double bass, resonating with the gurgling water in the cave.

Mu Qingcheng's heart "thumped", and quickly, two waves of heat rushed into his eyes. She choked and couldn't make a sound, tears running silently down her face.