To be precise, it was three years and nine days.

On the twentieth floor, Qi Bai was also discussing the same topic with Jiang Yi.

Qi Bai bit the cold popsicle, showing little interest:

"Another year older, is this something to celebrate?"

Since Bai Sang and Qi Ruishan divorced, Qi Bai hasn't celebrated his birthday very much. It's not that something happened on his birthday that made him have a psychological shadow, he just didn't like it.

At the beginning, didn't want to see Qi Ruishan and Bo Yingying's false feelings, but later they were not interested.

Anyway, the days are still the same.

Jiang Yi snorted: "You're only in your twenties, how old are you?"

Qi Bai collapsed on the sofa: "It's a meaning anyway."

On the issue of birthdays, Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi rarely agree, and believe that the so-called sense of ritual is unnecessary.

Jiang Yi couldn't help him: "Anyway, let's have a meal together? Have a good meal."

Qi Bai smiled: "What age is it? If you want to eat a good meal, you still have to wait for your birthday?"

Jiang Yi: "..."

OK.

Before President Jiang was choked to death by himself, Qi Bai thoughtfully changed the topic:

"I'll pick up the room next month."

Jiang Yi was surprised: "Didn't your community say that it will be delivered by the end of this year?"

Qi Bai: "The developers are progressing fast, a few months ahead of schedule."

After picking up the house, the decoration will be ventilated, and by March next year at the latest, Qi Bai will be able to live in his own house.

Although the location of the community that Qi Bai bought was not biased, it was still some distance away from Yuelan Mansion.

He decided to break up with the people downstairs before moving.

Nanfeng City is said to be small. The only overlap between his and Jiang Jianzhi's social circles is Jiang Yiyu Qinchuan. The working environment is different. As long as they don't deliberately make appointments, the chance of the two meeting is pitifully small.

After the video call, Qi Bai turned over and took out the birthday present he prepared for Jiang Jianzhi from the drawer under the coffee table.

Qi Bai didn't have a birthday himself, but Jiang Jianzhi helped him a lot this year. No matter what aspect he looked at, he had to express it.

Opened the rectangular black gift box, there was a dark gray pen lying quietly inside, which was the gift that Qi Bai had carefully selected and compared, and felt that it best suited Professor Jiang's temperament.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening, and in three hours, the hour hand will move past twelve o'clock and it will be Jiang Jianzhi's twenty-seventh birthday.

Professor Jiang has been very busy recently. Qi Bai is not sure when he will see someone tomorrow. After a little thought, he sent Jiang Jianzhi a message.

[Qi Baishi divides the white]: Professor Jiang, are you asleep?

[Old old-fashioned Jiang surname]: No.

After learning that he had a good impression of Jiang Jianzhi, Qi Bai changed his remarks to Jiang Jianzhi when he had something to do. He was named 'Jiang Jianzhi' for a while, and Professor Jiang for a while. Old-fashioned'.

Professor Jiang cherished his words like gold, and Qi Bai didn't hesitate, got up from the sofa and walked downstairs with something.

Before going out, Qi Bai stepped back a few steps, tugged at the full-length mirror at the entrance, tugged at his messy hair, and tidied up his clothes.

As if he knew Qi Bai was coming, the door was opened from the inside as soon as Qi Bai raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

Qi Bai responded quickly, and immediately hid things behind him the moment he opened the door.

Enter the door, change your shoes, and put your original shoes right again—

That's right, after so long, Qi Bai finally knew that he should put the end of his shoes right next to Professor Jiang's shoes.

congratulations.

Jiang Jianzhi looked down at his awkward movements, and asked aloud:

"What did you bring?"

"Guess what?" Qi Bai stood up straight, and the slyness in his eyes flashed: "Guess right, there is a prize."

Jiang Jianzhi's expression moved slightly: "Give me a pen?"

Qi Bai: "???"

Qi Bai: "..."

At this moment, Qi Bai also suspected that Professor Jiang's nose bridge was not wearing glasses for myopia, but perspective glasses.

Qi Bai looked at Jiang Jianzhi blankly, and he guessed right, not only did he have no sense of surprise, but also no sense of accomplishment...

Seeing that Qi Bai's expression was wrong, Jiang Jianzhi paused, then coughed lightly and changed his words: "Necklace?"

Qi Bai kept his current expression unchanged, his face numb.

Sometimes, IQ is too high is also very disappointing!

"Sorry." Seeing Qi Bai's motionless appearance, Jiang Jianzhi smiled very lightly:

"Actually, I saw it when I opened the door, and there was a pen written on the box."

Qi Bai: "...?"

Qi Bai took out what was hidden behind him, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the bottom of the high-quality gift box indeed had a graceful 'pen' written on it.

The horse stumbled. He didn't expect Jiang Jianzhi to look so good with his glasses on. Qi Bai shoved something into his arms:

"Cheating in exams, Professor Jiang, your reward is gone."

The cheating Professor Jiang let Qi Bai enter the room and asked him if he could open it now.

Qi Bai waved casually: "The birthday present for you, of course, can be opened whenever you want."

Qi Bai sat down on the sofa, but watched Jiang Jianzhi's reaction sideways.

Not counting the previous painting, this is the first time that Qi Bai has given a gift to someone he likes.

Or a birthday present.

His face was light and calm, and he was still a little worried that Jiang Jianzhi didn't like it.

For the sake of insurance, Qi Bai bought the brand Jiang Jianzhi was using now. Professor Jiang implemented the minimalist luxury style to the end, and a pen was worth his living expenses for most of the year.

The basic model of this brand is cheap, but Qi Bai felt that the basic model was not worthy of Professor Jiang, so he never considered it from beginning to end.

The one that Qi Bai bought came in many colors. He picked it up and down, and chose the most low-key and steady dark gray, especially for Professor Jiang.

Jiang Jianzhi took out the pen from the velvet gift box and looked at it. Finally, he pursed his lips and walked to the study without saying a word.

Looking at his back, Qi Bai, who was still waiting for his feedback: "...?"

What do you mean?