There were many small things in the box, many of which Shen Qiqi had seen.
"Didn't my brother buy this bouquet when I was in junior high school? We each have one. Only sister Shu, yours is still there!"
Ji Jishu's cheeks were slightly red, "I just packed some childhood things as a souvenir. Didn't Auntie also save a lot of your things?"
Shen Qiqi thought about it, and it made sense. Many people would keep the things they liked when they were young, but what was there to commemorate with such a rustic hairpiece in the style of Death Barbie pink?
Before she had time to think about it, Shen Qiqi turned over the greeting card she sent to Ji Jishu again.
At that time, it was popular to send each other greeting cards at Christmas, and she could waste a whole day just choosing greeting cards.
"Sister Shu, you must not know that this greeting card was actually bought by my brother. I thought it looked good, snatched it away, and gave it to you again."
Ji Jishu coughed and said, "That's it. I think the design of this greeting card is very unique, and it was given by you, so I keep it as an important gift."
This iron box occupies almost half of the suitcase. It is very large and full of things.
After rummaging through, Shen Qiqi found a bag of dried mangoes that had expired for more than five years.
"Hey, Sister Shu, aren't you allergic to mango? Why is there dried mango in this?"
Ji Jishu hurriedly took the bag of mangoes and said, "Oh, a friend gave it to me. It's strange that this friend didn't know about my mango allergy and kept it."
Shen Qiqi snorted coldly, "That means I don't really treat you as a friend. It's okay not to keep in touch with such people."
"It's okay, the rest are just small things, nothing interesting to see."
With the addition of Meng Qinglian's family of three, the New Year's Eve dinner was particularly lively.
Control of fireworks and firecrackers is not so strict in rural areas, so Shen Zhangwen prepares a lot of fireworks every year.
Shen Qiqi liked this project very much. Before the fireworks were finished, she quickly took a selfie and posted it on Weibo.
Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the day when "Losing Breath" premieres.
Perhaps because of the warm-up for this movie, Shen Qiqi's Weibo is very lively.
'Happy New Year, Sister Qi. I envy Sister Qi that she can set off fireworks.'
""Losing Breath" is a hit, I'm looking forward to Swift's performance."
'Double happiness, my breathing CP has posted on Weibo tonight, is this an appointment?'
Breathing cp?
Shen Qiqi was puzzled for a long time. After reading the comment section, she realized that it was her and Bo Chi's CP names.
Because, in "Losing Breath", they played the couple.
After thinking for a while, he deliberately held the phone in front of Bo Yu and shook it, "Your brother and I are now CP fans."
Bo Yu glanced at the phone screen unusually calmly, "Well, no wonder Bo Chi called to apologize in person."
"ah?"
"The phone call I just answered was from Bo Chi." Bo Yu paused, "He is sorry for being forced to form a cp with you."
What do you mean, does Bo Chi dislike her?
The brat's skin is itchy.
As soon as morning came, the activity of giving out red envelopes started again.
Even Yin Xu Mohuang sent her a red envelope. There is a limit on the amount of WeChat red envelopes, so the two of them sent several in succession.
"Mr. Bo, I received more than 30,000 yuan in WeChat red envelopes."
Bo Yu raised his eyelids and said, "Well, Qi Qi is lucky."
Shen Qiqi opened the chat box with Bo Yu again, and the last conversation message was three days ago.
"Mr. Bo doesn't mean to be mean?"
After all, you have hundreds of billions of assets and you don’t even give out a New Year’s red envelope. How stingy!
Bo Yu pointed to several unread text messages on Shen Qiqi's phone.