The gift box was wrapped with a delicate red ribbon. Jasmine unzipped the ribbon and peeled off the wrapping paper.
Inside is a small dark brown wooden box.
"So cute." Jasmine praised and opened the box.
Inside the box is a pendant.
Jasmine raised her hand and picked up the pendant.
In the center of the black silk thread, there was a long black metal strip hanging. Jasmine raised the pendant to her eyes and observed it through the light.
"Eh? This..."
The rod-shaped metal is actually engraved with familiar patterns.
"Isn't this my spirit-locking whip," Jasmine shouted in surprise, "The pattern engraved on it... Xiaolan, did you buy this?"
"I bought it, but originally there were only some simple reliefs on it, and the rest of the patterns were carved by me... By the way, Wen Ling also helped," Xiaolan asked shyly, "Isn't it quite similar?"
"It's so similar, it's like a miniature version of the spirit-locking whip!" Jasmine directly hung the pendant around her neck, "Does it look good?"
“Perfect for you!”
Jasmine lowered her head to observe the pendant carefully. Xiaolan grinned, raised her hand and took out a similar pendant from her collar, "Look, Jasmine, I also kept a similar one."
Jasmine looked at the pendant around Xiaolan's neck and was stunned for a moment.
A warm current surged into my heart.
"Jasmine, actually I always thought... I could meet you..." Xiaolan choked up a little, so she swallowed back those sensational words, "When you return to Jiutan, don't forget me, okay?"
The sadness of parting slowly crept into everyone's heart.
Eighteen-year-old Jasmine will soon return to her family, assume her responsibilities, and become an excellent head.
And they also have their own way to go.
Is there still a chance to see you again?
Xiaolan thought about the answer to this question for a long time.
Still don't know.
In this case, at least, they must remember each other before meeting next time.
Jasmine, remember me who got a spirit-locking whip from you, and remember Liao Yilan.
Xiaolan grinned exaggeratedly and swallowed back her tears. Jasmine's eye circles were also a little red, and everyone was holding back.
"Don't talk about being sad," Luo Jiutian looked at the sad expressions of the two of them and interjected, "You can also ask Jasmine to write to you. My carrier pigeons deliver to a wide range."
The two of them laughed together.
The sad mood was quickly diluted by the sumptuous dinner. Ever since the game came out, everyone has been making up for the bitter days of the ten-day banquet with various delicacies. The dinner ended with the satisfied smiles of the people in the circle.
.
Of course, as the highlight of the birthday party, the birthday cake is of course indispensable.
The boys brought the big cake brought by the Taoist priest to the dining table, and the girls happily put in eighteen colored candles.
The candlelight flickered in the dark room, reflecting Jasmine's red face.
She looked at the dancing candlelight dreamily, and a hazy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Moli, you can make a wish," Qin Yin reached out and put the birthday hat on Jasmine's head. "After you make your wish, blow out the candles."
Jasmine nodded, closed her eyes and recited something silently, then opened her eyes.
"Okay, okay, let's turn on the lights..."
Qin Yin was sending Baomu to turn on the lights in the restaurant when Jasmine suddenly said something for no reason.
"Don't turn on the light," Jasmine's voice was trembling, "Don't turn on the light yet, I...I have something to say."
Everyone looked at Jasmine curiously.
Jasmine clenched her fists with both hands and her face became increasingly red. She took a few deep breaths and tapped her fists anxiously on her knees.
What are you talking about? I'm so nervous.
"Say it," Qin Yin said softly, "we are all listening."
Jasmine nodded her head several times, and the hair accessories on her temples were almost thrown off by her.
Seeing Jasmine's appearance, everyone became nervous.
"Jasmine, tell me, don't be afraid," Luo Jiutian said softly, "If there are any difficulties..."
"Nine days!"
Jasmine suddenly shouted out Luo Jiutian's name.
"Hey." Luo Jiutian subconsciously agreed.
Jasmine raised her head and looked steadily into Luo Jiutian's eyes.
Separated by the dancing candlelight, there is a distance of less than one meter.
Two pairs of eyes.
Instantly, Luo Jiutian's pupils flickered.
He got it.
Qin Yin looked at Jasmine, then at Luo Jiutian, and after a while, she showed an expression of sudden realization, "So..."
"Jasmine..." Luo Jiutian breathed out, and the same pink color also appeared on his cheeks.
"Jiutian, I..." Jasmine read the tenderness in Luo Jiutian's eyes. After understanding the other person's mind, the nervous feeling disappeared, "Jiutian, I like you very much."
Oh my god.
Xiaolan covered her mouth and looked around. It seemed that only she and Brother Fool had a shocked expression, and everyone else had a look of surprise.
Luo Jiutian's eyes were extremely bright. He stood up from his chair excitedly and said stumblingly, "Mo...Moli, I...I like it too..."
"Of course Jiutian also likes you, Jasmine," Lao Luo, who was opposite, interrupted his son's confession and smiled kindly at Jasmine, "Jiutian has been treating you like his biological sister for so many years, how could he not like you?
Woolen cloth?"
"I know, Uncle Luo, but I'm not referring to the relationship between brother and sister," Jasmine looked up at Luo Jiutian with a shy look, "I'm referring to another relationship, that is... my parents, they passed away.
My previous relationship, Uncle Luo, I..."
Just as Luo Jiutian was about to speak, he was interrupted again by Lao Luo.
"Moli, you are still a child," Lao Luo's voice deepened, "you still don't understand the emotions between men and women."
The shy smile on Jasmine's face faded a little, and her usual confidence and calmness returned to some extent, "But Uncle Luo, no matter what, Jiutian and I are adults. I know what I think, and I believe Jiutian also knows.
"
Lao Luo turned his head and looked at Luo Jiutian seriously as if seeking confirmation.
"Dad, I... I like Jasmine," Luo Jiutian pursed his lips, "I thought you knew that since I was a child... I have liked Jasmine."
All the smiles on Lao Luo's face disappeared. After losing his smile, Xiaolan felt that Lao Luo looked a bit scary for the first time.
"But that's impossible."
After a long while, Lao Luo said these words lightly.
Everyone present was stunned.
"father……"
"It's impossible for you and Jasmine." As if he thought they didn't understand, Lao Luo repeated it again.
"Why?! Uncle Luo, I..."
"Moli, please stop talking," Lao Luo raised his hand to interrupt Jasmine, stood up, and coldly ordered Luo Jiutian, "Jiutian, come out, I have something to say to you."