As soon as it was finished, someone came up and asked, "This wreath is so beautiful, can you give it to me?"
Fu Anan was silent for a moment as he looked at the wreath that was about to fall apart. Which eye of his was appreciating such beauty
"Sorry, no thanks."
Fu Anan put the wreath on her wrist and said without thinking.
The man walked away regretfully after hearing this.
Fu Anan supported his head and looked outside. A breeze blew gently, and a faint fragrance came in from outside the window.
It smells a bit like flowers, but not really.
It was so refreshing that people couldn't help but want to smell it a few more times, but it suddenly disappeared. People around looked out the window and seemed to smell the fragrance too.
It's a pity that it disappeared so quickly that I don't know where it came from.
At this moment, a ragged, mad man suddenly rushed into the street, pushing and shoving anyone he saw, attacking ordinary pedestrians, causing chaos on the street outside.
The police and security arrived quickly and the riot did not last long. They caught the man and put him in the car.
They just happened to pass by the window of the cafe, and a crazy voice floated into their ears and said - "Sooner or later, everyone will die."
When Fu Anan heard the man's mumbling, her eyes widened instantly. Perhaps he knew something.
Thinking of this, she immediately chased after him. Unfortunately, she was still a little too late, and the man had already been taken to the police car, leaving Fu Anan with a burst of car exhaust.
At this time, the radio in the whole town sounded, playing cheerful music, pushing the festive atmosphere to its climax.
Couples who had successfully held hands all poured out onto the streets. Single men and women who were obviously not in a relationship were enthusiastically pulled to the square. This was a disguised blind date convention held by the town for them.
Everyone had a bouquet of flowers in their hands, blue roses for the men and red roses for the girls.
According to custom, whether willing or not, the person who receives the rose must choose a person of the opposite sex who gave the rose to watch the evening music performance.
The town really worked hard for its performance.
In fact, some NPCs look pretty good.
With the idea of seeing handsome guys, Fu Anan looked around the crowd. During this time, she saw several good-looking boys and secretly gave them scores in her heart.
However, since arriving at the villa, there is no ugly person around her, and Mr. Fu’s appearance is even more amazing, which has raised her aesthetic standards a lot.
No one on the field scored more than 8 points.
Fu Anan thought secretly in her heart, and the next moment she met a familiar gaze -
Mr. Fu, whom she had been looking for for several days, was now at the nine o'clock position, about fifty meters away from her.
His expression was aloof and distant, and he looked in her direction, with a hint of impatience and anger hidden on his face.
Shouldn't we be happy to meet each other in the game? Why is Brother Fu angry
Fu Anan was confused for a moment, but understood after seeing how many people were surrounding him.
There were three or four floors filled with darkness.
It would be a headache for her too!
Fu Anan, who had figured it out, pushed aside the obstacles in front of him and squeezed to the side of Mr. Fu with difficulty.
It is impossible to force these passionate girls apart, and rescuing them is a technical job.
Fu Anan looked at the girls holding small flowers enthusiastically and an idea suddenly came to her mind. She gave a look to Father Fu, stood on tiptoe at the edge, and handed the rose in her hand over to him.
It took at least half a minute for the old man to catch the flower.
I can't hide it anymore, I will update three times in the next few days, because I will update 30,000 words on the evening of the 13th
I'm going to be squeezed dry (òó)
(End of this chapter)