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It was already evening when the two of them came out of the movie theater, and the crowds in the shopping center gradually increased. Worrying about being recognized, Fan Li put on her glasses.

Bai Qinglan also wore it at first, but felt that her vision was a bit narrow in the back, so she simply moved the top of her head.

She asked Fan Li whether she was planning to go back or continue at night.

Fan Li was actually a bit reluctant, but after thinking about it, the two of them have been together for so long today, maybe it would be better to give Bai Qinglan some time to adapt?

Thinking of this, Fan Li shook her head: "Come here first today, go back and have a good rest."

The moment her words came out, Bai Qinglan almost slipped and fell.

She now feels like a make-up student. The teacher saw that she couldn't solve the problem and had to kindly let her go.Or like a suffering laborer, staying up until dark, the boss sees your pity and asks you to go home first.

"Then... alright." Bai Qinglan stroked her tongue before she managed to straighten her tongue, her tone couldn't tell if there was any reluctance or pity, "Should I send you back? Or..."

Fan Li quickly shook her head: "I'll ask the driver to pick me up."

"Then I'll wait with you." Bai Qinglan stopped talking after finishing speaking, quietly waiting for Fan Li to call, and then sent her to a place with fewer people outside to wait with her.

At this time, Fan Li was a little elusive about what she meant, and she couldn't ask any questions, only her wild thoughts remained.

I don't know if Bai Qinglan is happy today, is she a bit reluctant when she said she wants to go back?Is it necessary to express something when we want to separate?If she asked directly like Bai Qinglan said in the restaurant, would Bai Qinglan feel annoyed?

There are many things I want to ask piled up in my heart, but I dare not ask them out.

When the driver came, he didn't dare to ask for the exit.

Fan Li really hated her awkward temper.

"Then I'll go back too." Bai Qinglan sent Fan Li to the car, took out the earphone plug in her pocket with her right hand, and put her left hand on the door to close it, "Call me if there's anything to do."

She said she was about to close the door with her left hand, but Fan Li in the car suddenly blocked the door with her hand: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Bai Qinglan stopped putting the earphones into her ears, and looked at Fan Li, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Fan Li hesitated for two seconds, then took out the painting she received from the old man in the morning from her bag, and handed it to Bai Qinglan, "You gave me a gift, and I don't have anything good Come back, you won't dislike it, will you?"

Bai Qinglan was taken aback for a moment, then with a bright smile on her face, she took the painting and was as happy as if she got what she wanted most: "Why, I'm too happy, you are really willing to give it to me. ?”

Fan Li carefully looked at her eyebrows and eyes for a while, seeing that she was really happy, she was secretly relieved, and stopped talking.

She wanted to ask Bai Qinglan if she simply thought the painting was good and wanted it, or because of the person, or the person who painted it.

After hesitating for a while, Fan Li still didn't ask, she lowered her head slightly and brushed the hair around her face behind her ears, and whispered, "I'll give you a better one next time."

"No need, I think this is pretty good, be careful on the road." Bai Qinglan said as she stepped back half a step, closed the door, and then waved her hand at Fan Li in the car.

Fan Li didn't care if she could see it or not, so she waved her hand and said goodbye, and then said to the driver, "Take me home directly."

After the car drove away, Bai Qinglan plugged in the earphones, and the noisy voices around her were instantly covered by the brisk music.

She didn't live far away, and she didn't need to take a taxi, so she glanced at the time and decided to walk back slowly, and just buy something for dinner on the way back.

There were a lot of people at the meeting, and she didn't bring a bag with her. It was inconvenient to hold the painting in her hand, so she could only try to walk against the wall for fear of being hit.

Until I walked past a calligraphy and painting frame shop.

At first, Bai Qinglan didn't pay much attention to it. It happened that a customer came out of the store and walked out with a large calligraphy and painting. The two of them collided and almost fell. shop.

Bai Qinglan didn't hesitate, and walked in directly. The store manager was an old man with gray hair, he would have nothing to do, he was sitting at the counter with glasses and a fan, reading the newspaper, completely oblivious to the arrival of customers.

"Boss." Bai Qinglan called out, and walked over when the old man raised his head.

Seeing the paper in her hand, the old man immediately understood, put down the newspaper and stood up: "Do you want to frame a picture?"

"Yeah, I want to make a frame, can it work?" Bai Qinglan said and put the paper on the table to show the old man, "Can it be so big?"

"It doesn't matter how big it is, we can make it to order." The old man said, picked up the painting and checked it roughly. After making sure that it was not damaged, he asked, "Are there any other requirements?"

"No." Bai Qinglan said, "Can I choose the frame myself?"

"That's for sure." The old man said, pointing to the sample card behind him, which has many styles of borders, "You see which one you like."

Bai Qinglan took a few glances, skipped those gaudy ones, and finally landed on the simpler ones. After imagining the effect of the finished product, she pointed to the one she liked and said, "The third one in the fourth row is red. Ditch this."

The old man pointed and confirmed it again, and then went to get the list to register, and while writing, he agreed with Bai Qinglan on the price and the time to pick it up.

Bai Qinglan didn't feel that she stayed in the store for a long time, but when she came out, it was completely dark, and the originally muggy air seemed to have dissipated a lot as the night fell, and she originally wanted to buy The mind of rice.

She suddenly had a craving for wontons, and she boiled them into the broth, and every bite was fresh and tender.

There is one nearby.

It was dark when Fan Li returned home, the windows hadn't been opened all day, and the room was a bit stuffy. The plants beside the French windows were already a little wilted because they hadn't been taken care of, making the already unpopular room look even more lonely.

It has always been like this, she is used to the desertedness at home, and never thinks there is any problem.

But today, after playing outside with Bai Qinglan all day, her excitement cooled down instantly when she entered the room, which suddenly made her feel lonely.

At the same time, there is still a little bit of grievance that cannot be said.

Just one day is enough.

Fan Li laughed at herself, put down her bag and went to take a shower.

During the period, the phone kept ringing, and she heard it in the bathroom, but didn't care much about it.

There are not many people who will call her at this time, whether it is a manager or a family member, no matter which one it is, she doesn't really want to care about it now.

When she came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, it was already more than half an hour later. The phone showed that there were seven missed calls, six were from Ning Qianqian, and the remaining one was from a family member.

It's all in place.

After hesitating for a moment, she only returned Ning Qianqian's call.

"What's the matter?" Fan Li's voice was already a little cold, but through the phone, it sounded even more unapproachable.

Ning Qianqian has been working with her for so long, and she immediately heard the clue: "Not in a good mood? Are you unhappy with her?"

"No." Speaking of Bai Qinglan, Fan Li's tone softened a bit, "It's just a little tired."

Ning Qianqian was a little speechless to her answer. This person never complained that he was tired after staying up all night in filming, so saying that now was simply dismissing her.

But she didn't care, anyway, Fan Li didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask, and went straight to the point: "Are you really planning to work these few days?"

Fan Li laughed: "I've been working for so long, you really don't plan to let me take a break?" She paused as she spoke, looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, and then remembered that she hadn't taken care of it for many days , the days above are still stuck in the last month, "I... let's take a break."

"Then you can't stop all activities." Ning Qianqian said, "You have to go to some activities and endorsements."

"I know." Fan Li said, "Tell me."

Ning Qianqian was a little relieved to hear her say this, and then said: "There will be a charity auction party the day after tomorrow, and the director will also be there."

"Understood." Fan Li said, "Send me the time and place, and I will go there by myself when the time comes, the clothes..."

"The clothes have been ordered." Ning Qianqian took the words, "Fei Li donated a few sets of clothes this time, and they hope that you will be the model for one of them."

"Okay." Fan Li responded, "Let Xiaomeng bring it over tomorrow night."

Ning Qianqian answered and hung up. Looking at the dimmed screen, Fan Li was in a daze.

Her life is basically occupied by work. Even if she wants to take a break now, she can't just say that she is on vacation.

She is a star, and it is not a good thing to not show her face for a long time. Even if she really wants to take a break, she still has to take part in small activities or post on social software from time to time.

Fan Li's social software is basically managed by the company, because she doesn't like to use those, so she can only accept work.

When she was feeling sad, the screen suddenly turned on, and there was a text message from Bai Qinglan on it, the content was very simple, just asking if she was home.

This simple text message lit up Fan Li's heart, she replied in a good mood, and asked Bai Qinglan what she was doing.

Bai Qinglan quickly returned a photo to her, it was a bowl of wonton that was half eaten, it looked delicious, and it was accompanied by a few words: I have a chance to invite you.

Fan Li rolled her eyes and replied, "Just now, I haven't eaten yet."

Bai Qinglan: It's not very appropriate for me to ask your address now.

Without even thinking about it, Fan Li posted her position, and replied: You said please, don't play tricks.

Afterwards, there was no more text, Fan Li guessed that she was probably eating but didn't see it, and didn't know whether to get something to eat by herself or wait.

Fortunately, Bai Qinglan didn't hang her up this time and came back quickly: someone sent it to the gate of the community.

After confirming that the message was sent, Bai Qinglan turned her head and said to the boss: "It may not be convenient for her, please wait when you get there."

"It's okay." The boss is very familiar with Bai Qinglan, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard her say, "I'll let my son deliver it, and I'm not in a hurry."

"Thank you." Bai Qinglan smiled, then got up to pay, and went home to take a shower.

In fact, she still has a job at hand, but the time is not urgent, so she sits in front of the piano and plays for a while to find inspiration when she is free.

Although she wasn't particularly focused when she was working, at least she didn't look at her phone very much, so she didn't notice Fan Li sent a few messages afterwards, and finally Fan Li couldn't bear her temper and called her.

The sound of the piano was interrupted by the ringtone of the mobile phone, but Bai Qinglan was not annoyed, her fingers were still lightly pressing on the black and white keys, and she answered without seeing who it was: "What's the matter?"

The other side was silent for two seconds before cautiously saying: "Did I bother you?"

After listening to the sound for a whole day, Bai Qinglan recognized it immediately, stopped her hands immediately, and replied: "No, just play casually."

Fan Li on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips slightly and smiled: "Then... can I order some songs?"