Chen Su'er asked curiously: "Is there any past in this box? How do you say it..." Curious
"Yeah, there should be letters, photos, videos, diaries, etc. Women, don't they usually collect these things?" Although Gao Lang was a little doubtful, would women like Mu Xin really keep them? These things.
But it is hard to say that there will be one old photo.
Gao Lang went out once, and when he came back, hesitated whether to break the lock of the box.
"Xinxin, can I smash this thing?"[
"No, what if there are any fragile products inside?" Chen Su'er already knew that something is fragile here.
She also heard the hesitation in Gao Lang's voice.
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes... you reminded me of this sentence. Think about how to open it first... What password will it be?" As he said, his eyes glanced at her. I am here , the password is naturally in her head? (That's what he thought.)
Unexpectedly, she nodded, "Well, what will the password be? Go and look for it."
Give up blood, and in Gao Lang's mouth, it was the real owner who asked him, an outsider, to think of a password? Are you wrong? "MD, where is the password a person thinks so easy to guess? By the way, give me your ID card Maybe it's a birthday." It is said that women like to use their birthday as their password the most.
Soon, Chen Su'er found out his ID card and handed it over to him.
She had also worn a coat and was getting off the bed and squatting next to Gao Lang.
If there is Mu Xin’s past in this box, it’s really...it’s really exciting!
Looking forward
Gao Lang pressed Mu Xin’s birthday number, but—
No response? Why? It's not a birthday!
"Oh my god, this damn woman is really an alternative."
"How many digits did you press?"
"I don't know, the bank number is six... I pressed six."
"Then try it with the numbers behind your ID card..." She actually made a suggestion, using a completely negotiated tone.