Gu Yunduo was depressed for a while, then raised his head again, slowly got down from the window sill, walked into the bathroom, took a basin of cold water and buried his face in it, holding his breath.
Looking up again and looking at his haggard and vicissitudes of life in the mirror, Gu Yunduo gave a self-deprecating smile.
She used fair and aboveboard methods, and she also used methods to sow discord that she looked down upon. Some people were really just passers-by in her life.
Gu Yunduo took the towel, wiped the water stains on his face, turned around and sat on the toilet, opened WeChat, and sent a long message to Gu Yunran.
When she finished writing the last word and clicked send, she suddenly felt as if a large space was empty in her heart, and she felt relieved all over.
Where in the world is there no grass? She was so good, so why did she have to hang herself from this tree
Putting away her phone, Gu Yunduo stood up and went out. She finally opened the door, which made the two people outside the door finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Duo'er, you finally came out. What's going on? Tell mom about something."
Gu Yunduo twitched his lips: "Dad hasn't come back yet?"
"He has something to do tonight and will come back late."
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On the other side, after Nangong Yun sent the little pumpkin back to Nangong's house, he returned to the apartment without stopping. When he met a flower shop on the way, Nangong Yun suddenly stopped the car, and Nangong Yiyi's words rang in his mind, saying that women all like flowers.
Nangong Yun smiled, even people like Nangong Yiyi who deal with corpses all day long like flowers, so shouldn't his Ranran like flowers even more
Nangong Yun got off the car and walked into the flower shop. The flower seller was a little girl. When she saw the handsome guy, her eyes almost straightened. She hurriedly came over and said, "What do you want to see, sir?"
Nangong Yun looked around the shop and his eyes fell on red roses. Gu Yunran and red roses really matched each other. She herself was as beautiful as a rose, a rose with thorns.
Nangong Yun pointed to the red roses there: "I want this."
"Okay, how many do you want sir?"
This question made Master Nangong frown. It was not the first time that he gave flowers to women, but in the past, he had asked his assistant to buy flowers. This was the first time he bought flowers by himself, and he had no idea.
The girl selling flowers had a very good eye and saw Nangong Yun's entanglement, so she quickly said: "Sir, are you giving it to your girlfriend? If you are giving it to your girlfriend, you usually buy 11 and 99, which represents single-mindedness and eternity."
Nangong Yun frowned, 11? 99
Too little!
Not domineering enough at all, not worthy of his Ranran.
After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yun pointed at the bouquet and said, "How many are there? I want them all."
"All? Oh... ok, ok."
More than twenty minutes later, Nangong Yun walked out of the shop holding a large bouquet of roses. The flower seller politely walked him to the door. Just as he was about to say "Welcome to visit next time", he heard Nangong Yun turn his head with a look of confusion on his face. The dead man smiled and said: "It's not a girlfriend, it's a fiancée."
The little girl's smile suddenly froze in place, and she didn't know how to say the words in her mouth. It wasn't until Nangong Yun's car drove away that the little flower seller suppressed a sentence: "This guest... is so affectionate..."
If it weren't for the fact that it was almost closing now, there wouldn't be many red roses left. If there were a lot left, I really don't know if Nangong Yun would cry.
After buying flowers, Nangong Yun was in a good mood and hummed all the way back to the apartment.