Jibai closed the door to the living room and put Xie Sui on the sofa.
Xie Sui fumbled and fumbled in his bag and finally figured out something. He clenched his hand into a fist and handed it to Ji Bai, who said solemnly, "The star you just picked, how about?"
Jibai looked at his clenched fist, not convinced. "Really?"
"I don't believe it, then I put it back in the sky."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the French window and stretched his slender arms, as if he really wanted to put the stars back.
Seeing his solemn appearance, Jibai laughed: "You lie to me again."
A moving light flashed between his narrow eyebrows: "The star said that it still wants to stay with Xiaobai, not go back to the sky."
Xie Sui stretched out his hand to her again: "Do you want it or not?"
"Yes, of course." Jibai spread out his palm and placed it under his fist: "Mystery, what is it going to give me?"
