Ying Hao was honest, Song Shushu immediately moved back to her nest, once she thought she didn't have much sense of belonging to this small house, but it turned out that staying here brought her a sense of security that a hotel room could not do.

The change of clothes was picked and stuffed into the washing machine, and although the doors and windows were closed in the house, a layer of light ash was also shed.

Song Shushu twisted her fingers, and immediately turned around and moved out of the sweeping robot, she was a little lazy today, and she didn't want to clean it, and after setting the program for the robot, she sighed again: Technology is really a good thing.

After handing over the odd jobs to the robot, she finally had time to sort through the small pile of gifts.

Song Shushu thinks that her curiosity is not very serious, but it is undeniable that she is very curious about Fu Yunyun's hidden gift. The light blue wrapping paper was wrapped layer after layer, and she patiently opened it, complaining in her heart: If there is nothing in the end, Fu Yunyun will die.

Soon the wrapping paper was piled up into a small mountain beside her, and Song Shushu's little patience was about to run out, so he took out a pair of scissors from the drawer under the coffee table, estimated the hardness and prepared to solve it directly with scissors.

Finally, a palm-sized box finally revealed its true face.

Song Shushu grimaced, looked at the pile of wrapping paper on the ground, and then looked at the box in her hand, full of resentment.

Ji Sui watched her sit on the carpet in front of the sofa and unpack for almost half an hour, and felt a little funny, this person's patience is really bad, as always.

I don't know how long I silently recited the mantra of purifying my heart, Song Shushu finally calmed down and tried to open the box calmly.

Bang!

The colorful ribbons burst out from the small box the moment she opened the box, and fell from the sky one after another, as gorgeous as a stage effect under the illumination of the lights, Song Shushu's face flashed a rare stunned expression, and the fine sequins blurred her vision, and she was now a little unable to tell whether she was more angry or what other emotions had the upper hand.

Ji Sui seems to have glimpsed through these flying ribbons Song Shushu who will shine on the stage in the future.

He seemed to have never doubted that Song Shushu would come that far.

He even believed in her more than Song Shushu himself.

There was a voice from inside the box that Fu Yunyun had recorded early in the morning.

"Happy birthday, my big star, one day you will stand on that shining stage, there will be many, many people who like you and worship you, my Song Xiaoshu will be radiant in the end!!"

As soon as the words fell, the cheerful happy birthday song sounded, with a strong color of Fu Yunyun's version, just like every time in the past ten years.

"Really"

Song Shushu sniffed, tilted his head and forced back the tears that were rolling in his eyes, saying words of blame, but the expression on his face was exactly the opposite of her words.

At a time when everyone is not optimistic about her dreams, it feels really, really good to have friends on her side to support her.

There is not only the recorded audio in the box, but also a pair of foggy blue monitors, on the sides of the two monitors, one left and one right, engraved with two English letters "UU", the fingertips carefully rubbed the two letters, and then put them back with great care.

Song Shushu was moved and opened the gift sent by Lin Bai with hope.

He was used to being wanton with her, as if he was afraid that she would not recognize his gift, and Long Feifeng danced and signed a "white" word on the package.

In view of some valuable experience in receiving gifts before, Song Shushu put away the scissors very decisively.

Lin Bai's gift has been the same for more than 20 years, the same is not new and very valuable, she dislikes it, but she carefully puts the pearl necklace back in the box, probably influenced by Mother Lin, who likes jewelry, Lin Bai subconsciously thinks that she also likes jewelry.

For so many years, every time he sent a gift, she had to receive it properly in the safe.

She didn't have the slightest sense of a young lady, and the most she could do was to try on a precious jewel like this, and there were no important events that she needed to bring with her.

At this moment, she didn't reflect on the difference between her behavior of giving Lin Bai a tie clip every year and Lin Bai's.

What stands out is a clear double standard.

Ji Sui saw that she hadn't opened her gift yet, and was a little anxious.

He was a little confident in the gift he had prepared, but at this moment, he was a little unsure.

In fact, Song Shushu was hesitating, she clearly knew that she had a good impression of Mr. Ji, but in fact, she was still deliberately avoiding everything about him, as if she could stop those thoughts that shouldn't be there.

The washing machine on the balcony made a few rapid ticking sounds, which hooked her mind.

Song Shushu took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind to stretch out his hand.

Ji Sui walked up to her at some point, and watched her reaction without blinking.

She's going to love the gift, right?

The gift packaging handed over by Yang Lai is very low-key, and it is also a heavy texture in the hand.

The pure black box is opened, revealing the contents of the objects that have been placed properly.

The moment he saw it, Song Shushu held his breath and didn't dare to touch it for a while.

Ji Sui looked at her and looked a little nervous, could it be that the news he observed was wrong?

No singer can refuse a private microphone that is completely black, especially a one-to-order version with a strong personal touch.

Song Shushu could still be distracted at the moment to think about whether her hands were clean, look, this perfect lacquer finish, although she knew that a material like this would not leave a person's handprint, but she still couldn't help but take a wet towel from the side and carefully wipe her fingers before touching it.

The moment he took it out, the light hit it and reflected a faint mysterious silver halo, Song Shushu only felt that his heartbeat was about to not belong to him, and his fingers were trembling slightly with excitement. The gift was delivered to her heart.

In the future, she may have more, more luxurious and beautiful microphones, but after all, it is not the one in her hand that carries good wishes.

Ji Sui looked at her expression, and finally put his mind at ease.

The big cat, which had been on guard for a long time, finally relaxed, as if even the hair on its body was a little fluffy.

From a nervous little leopard, he turned back into a well-behaved kitten next to the girl.

Song Shushu couldn't put down her new microphone, and if it weren't for the fact that its use value was far greater than the value of her collection, she might actually frame it and put it in the living room.

(End of chapter)