Familiar covers, familiar patterns, and ...... Familiar handwriting.

Zuo Mian never expected that one of the postcards he had signed and sent out a few days ago would now be transferred to him.

"How did you get this ......"?

Without waiting for Zuo Mian to finish speaking, Gong Chip took the lead in speaking.

"Don't you like Youqingcang? My friend drew it by lottery. ”

"I remember you said that your friend also likes Youqingcang, he drew this prize, don't you want to keep it for yourself?"

Zuo Mian's words instantly stopped Gong Chip, but Gong Chip didn't notice this logical loophole.

But as calm as he was, he still behaved as usual.

Without any hesitation, he said, "My friend also has a copy, which is extra, so he gave it to me." ”

Zuo Mian's eyes widened in surprise.

Gong Chip explained: "My friend used a trumpet to forward the Weibo lottery and also won. ”

Gong Chip thought that Jing Xiujie didn't draw 20 trumpets in the lottery, and couldn't help but feel that his reason was a little untenable, but he still said without blushing and heartbeat.

"Oh." Zuo Mian replied in a low voice.

Receiving your signature may sound delicate, but it's ......

"Thank you, I love it."

It is precisely because Zuo Mian knows that this is a limited edition signed peripheral postcard that he has to thank Gong Chip even more.

It's not that easy to get.

But Gong Chip was able to send it to her as soon as he got it.

No matter what the value of this gift is, Zuo Mian feels extremely precious.

It's not just the gift itself that's precious, it's the heart.

What she said casually not long ago, Gong Chip remembered it so clearly, and she still took it to heart.

"If you gave me a gift because I gave you a reward, there is no need for that, I volunteered to give it."

“……”

"So, ignoring the tips I gave you, and you gave me gifts, I owe you a favor."

“……”

"May I ask now, do you have anything you like?"

Zuo Mian felt that the other party had tried to understand her preferences, even if this preference was not true, then she should also ask the other party what she liked.

This makes it easy for her to return the gift.

Gong Chip quietly listened to the girl say so many words at once, and the layer of caramel that wrapped her heart was about to melt into it.

In front of Zuo Mian, he slowly took off his black helmet.

For the first time, he showed his true face in Zuomian's school.

The gray clouds that covered the moonlight also happened to drift away at this time, and the lustrous light of the autumn night sprinkled down, making the young man's already perfect facial contours even more stunning.

The beautiful lips closed one by one, and under the light and shade of the moonlight and the shadows of the trees, the shape of the sound rippled.

"If you really want to return the gift, do you mind giving me your WeChat?"

Zuo Mian suddenly woke up from the beautiful picture in front of her, just at that moment, she seemed to be under a spell, whether it was in her eyes or ears, it was all the appearance and voice of the person in front of her.

It turns out that the beauty in the book is not an exaggeration.

Hegel said that to be is to be reasonable.

Therefore, it is reasonable for people who can confuse the spirit and soul to exist.

Zuo Mian felt that he had materials to use, and the inspiration was really to be taken from life.

After waiting for Zuo Mian's reply for a long time, Gong Chip pursed his lips as if he were nothing.

As if looking forward to it, like longing, and like flattering, he carefully asked again: "Is it okay?" ”

He only wanted this "gift" for the time being.