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Jiang Shiye was woken up by the hula hoop.

I looked at the time.

ten o'clock.

There are still 20 hours before Cen Si becomes his fiancé.

This thought made him wake up quickly, and he tilted his head.

The fiancé was still sleeping, and she unexpectedly had no physical contact with him.

It's just an opportunity for myself to slip out of bed silently!

After taking two breaths, Jiang Shiye couldn't wait to slide out of bed.After a night of sleep, feel refreshed.

Go straight to the cloakroom.

The cloakroom was quite large, and he wasn't sure which sports jacket it was, so he was going to turn on the light and search carefully.

However, the touch light does not respond.

Soon Jiang Shiye discovered that the power was out at home.

After coming back to live after so long, I'm afraid I didn't pay the electricity bill.Jiang Shiye turned on the flash of his phone and continued to search.

did not find.

It was only at this moment that he saw the national team training jacket hanging on the hanger.

Jiang Shiye slapped his head.

Damn, why didn't look for this in the first place.

This coat was left to him when Cen Si left, and he brought it into his villa later.I don't know when Cen Si brought it back, but he just hangs it in such a ostentatious manner.

His fencing bag also stands on the wall next to it.

Jiang Shiye quickly went to look in his coat pocket.

At the age of 19, he also instinctively went to the pocket of this coat, and saw the note left by Cen Si in it. It was very big and ugly, but it could also be called "wanton".Crying words.

At the age of 23, he turned his pockets instinctively,

As expected, when he found a small and exquisite ring box, his heart beat faster.

It's really hidden here.

His engagement ring.

For a moment, Jiang Shiye hesitated to open the ring in advance, knowing in advance whether Cen Si's routine would spoil the atmosphere a bit.

But when the small box was held in his hand and looked like a Pandora's box under the flash of the phone, he didn't bother to hesitate.It seemed that at this moment it was confirmed that Cen Si really wanted to propose to him in 24 hours, and the overflowing expectation and curiosity gathered in the palm of his hand.

He opened it immediately.

Take a breath.

—There is no ring in the ring box.

Only a small slip of paper was stuffed in.

Big and ugly font, just three characters.

"Fencing Pack"

What do you mean?

A line flashed in Jiang Shiye's mind, a line similar to that of Detective Conan when his mind was wide open.

He already had the idea of stepping into the pit of Cen Si, but the line was blurred and he short-circuited.

After all, he was already here, he was already standing here, in the dark night, power outage, he was standing in the cloakroom in his pajamas and bare feet, the empty ring box had an indication of "fencing bag", and the fencing bag was standing beside him.

So he picked up the fencing bag without thinking at all.Today's bag is a bit strange, it's full, it doesn't look like it's holding a fencing sword, Jiang Shiye tore open the zipper——

It was so stuffed with roses that it overflowed when he pulled it apart, and the petals fell to the insteps of his feet.

Fuck???

Jiang Shiye has seen a bed of roses, a trunk of roses, and a bathtub of roses on the Internet, but at this moment, in front of his eyes, the white and weak flashlight illuminates a fencing bag of roses, bright red and bright,Like a colorful field blooming before his eyes.Then he didn't take the usual way, so unusual that he froze.

Picking up the card placed in the middle of the rose, it really wasn't an ordinary love story.

Two words——

"corridor"

Any clues to the escape room here?

But Jiang Shiye looked at these two words for a long time.

Looking at him, he suddenly smiled.

Such a scheming little handsome swordplayer.

He zipped his fencing bag halfway, and went out holding this pile of roses—he really couldn’t find another article to describe it. Others held a bouquet of flowers, but he was holding a whole big and long fencingThe bag, the moment you pick it up, won't even slip with your hands. It's the solid weight of flowers, and there's more inside than he imagined.

He originally planned to hold the mobile phone flash, but as soon as he walked out of the cloakroom, his eyes were slightly squinted by the warm yellow light.

There are countless strings of small LED lights, which have been laid on the edge of the corridor at some point.

Jiang Shiye's pace suddenly slowed down.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there are photos of myself, and I also use the flashy small film of Polaroid.

The first one was him wearing a Brioni suit at Huaqiang. That day he felt embarrassed, thinking that he hadn’t even taken a selfie before, but he still wanted to take a picture of him.Later, those people who have no artistic sentiment seem to like photography, using mobile phones and cameras, even in Africa, if the camera is dropped, they have to buy another one.

So after a long time, so many photos can be developed and pasted all over the walls on both sides. Let him look at it for a while, and when he sees that his eyes are starting to turn red, he is holding the fencing bag tightly.My heart was full, and belatedly remembered that you said that the power was cut off, but the floor heating was on.He was barefoot, but warmth flowed from the soles of his feet to the blood.

After walking for a long time, it came to an end.The last one is the only group photo, a kiss under the aurora, and two big ugly characters are branded on the side of the photo frame——

"Turn around"

Jiang Shiye turned his head.

He stared deeply at the people who had been waiting in the living room.

There are no LED lights here, only candlelight. Jiang Shiye glanced at it and saw that it was really a candlestick, classical literature and art, with a slovenly but really handsome man in pajamas in the middle.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you looking for, Maiba?"

Cen Si was standing in the middle of the living room, leaning slightly on the sofa, smiling and looking at the person who was warmed by the candlelight, like a shy sun.

Jiang Shiye rubbed the back of his neck with a dumbfounding expression.Before he could open his mouth to question, Cen Si interjected again: "Don't call me vulgar!"

Jiang Shiye smiled, he wouldn't call him vulgar, he thought everything was like a dream before, but when Cen Si said this elementary school student's words, he realized that the person in front of him was real, his four sons.

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