A few days after the exam, Mai Ding will also be preparing to go home for the New Year, Mai Ding will be with his parents, and An Ziyan will be with his grandfather. What we are facing is separation, separation, what a heavy word, the hands we hold cannot be loosened. opened.
Mai Ding packed his things early and sat next to An Ziyan: "You will miss me, right? Right!" "It depends."
"Is there anything that needs to be seen?"
"If I feel the need."
"It's very necessary."
Mai Ding stood up and dragged An Ziyan up from the sofa: "Come on, accompany me to go grocery shopping, today I'm going to make a table full of Chinese people." "You want me to rate your bragging?"
"Fuck you. Hurry up and leave, all the good dishes will be picked up later."
An Ziyan followed Mai Ding to the supermarket. A person like An Ziyan can attract attention no matter where he goes. Mai Ding knows that many people can't help but look sideways at An Ziyan. Mai Ding is so proud, this man belongs to him Yes, my own. Mai Ding couldn't help but put his hands in An Ziyan's arms.
"What kind of rotten food is this? How dare you sell it in supermarkets."
"What a rotten vegetable, it looks like this. Sometimes I think you have no common sense in these aspects." "What's the use of this kind of common sense?"
"Just because you think it's useless doesn't mean it's really useless."
An Ziyan pouted, dismissively. Pushing the shopping cart, Mai Ding puts the required vegetables and seasonings into the shopping cart. After buying the vegetables, Mai Ding stood at the door and waited for An Ziyan to check out. Suddenly he saw a couple, a girl holding a bunch of roses, Walking towards each other with a happy face, occasionally the two would look at each other. It's really affectionate. In other words, An Ziyan seems to have never given him flowers, and that's right, asking him to do that kind of romantic behavior would be worse than killing him.
An Ziyan came out with the things, looked at Mai Ding in a daze and forgot about the rose in a woman's hand, and asked: "Want?" Mai Ding came back to his senses and shook his head: "Why do I want it, what do I want?" It's not a little girl, let's go, I'm hungry." An Ziyan looked at Mai Ding's expression, thoughtfully.
Mai Ding really cooked a lot of delicious food and filled the table. She clapped her hands in satisfaction: "It's time to eat."
An Ziyan came over and sat down: "Why do you do so much?"
"I like it, and I originally wanted to celebrate the New Year with me, but it seems that there is no way."
"Mai Ding."
"kindness?"
"What do you want for a New Year's gift?"
It's rare that An Ziyan would take the initiative to ask this question, how could Mai Ding let it go easily: "Then I want a lot."
"tell me the story."
"Such a big breath, I will say it later, don't scare you."
"Are you going to say it or not?"
"I want a lot of romance." This is a bit difficult for An Ziyan, that guy is very unfamiliar with romance, judging from the previous examples, An Ziyan's understanding of romance is very different from his own.
"oh."
"Hey, you have to ask me again, what is your attitude?"
"I just asked, but I didn't say I must give it to you."
"Then why are you asking?"
"Let you have hope, and then let you down."
"An Ziyan, believe it or not, I'll stab you to death with chopsticks."
"Ah, I'm so scared." An Ziyan's expression when he said this could make him vomit blood with anger, he has never seen such a vicious person, the problem is that Mai Ding just has nothing to do with him.
It was almost the end of the meal, An Ziyan put Mai Ding's luggage on the back seat of the car, and Mai Ding got in the car: "When are you going home?"
"You will go back after sending it."
"Then it's better to drive two more laps."
"what."
"Let me stay with you a little longer."
"If you want to be with me so much, then come home with me."
"You have a good idea, the people in your family are so scary."
An Ziyan started the car, quickly drove Mai Ding to the door, leaned over and kissed Mai Ding's left cheek: "Be good!" Mai Ding touched his left cheek, got out of the car and bent over to drag him out from the back seat. own luggage, and stand there with the luggage: "You know what I want to hear."
Mai Ding also said that he never put any hope that An Ziyan would really speak.
But this time An Ziyan was really unexpected, but his tone was very wrong: "Ah, I love you, let's do it. Don't be ugly again in the next year." After speaking, he drove the car and disappeared quickly.
Mai Ding yelled at the car's buttocks: "Bah!!"
On the first morning when he returned home, Mai Ding was shocked when he opened his eyes. There was a white rose on his bedside table with a card on it. Mai Ding took off the card and recognized An Ziyan's name at a glance. Handwriting: This kind of flower is easy to die.
Mai Ding's face turned black, what does it mean to write this! And why is it on the bedside table, I don't feel it at all.
Having said that, Mai Ding couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and couldn't wait to call An Ziyan, who was still sleeping. "what?"
"Is it the flowers you sent?"
"So what!"
"Why did you send me flowers, and how did you send them in?"
"So what if I send you flowers, don't mind me, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep." After finishing speaking, he ruthlessly hung up Mai Ding's phone. Sometimes Mai Ding really doubted whether he was his enemy or his lover.
But Mai Ding leaned close to the white rose and smelled it, a fresh fragrance wafted over and soaked his heart.
On the second day after returning home, Mai Ding woke up and found that there was another blue rose in the cup where the flowers were placed yesterday, and there was also a card, this time there were only two words: ditto.
On the third day after returning home, Mai Ding woke up, this time it was Huang Meigui, and there were two words written on a card: Same as above. Mai Ding even suspected that this was a photocopy.
On the fourth day after returning home, Mai Ding woke up, it was Pink Rose, and of course there was the two-word card.
After the cup was filled with colorful roses, it was already New Year's Eve. Although the flowers were very beautiful, Mai Ding's emotion had gradually been replaced by fear. This flower would appear in his room inexplicably every morning. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost movie.
Zhou Ge on the other end called An Ziyan desperately: "If you don't take you to be so tricky, let me crawl to Mai Ding's house every night to give some roses, and I can't wake him up."
"You did those things with Ellen on my bed, I haven't settled with you yet."
"Mai Ding is a real accuser. I should have known that when I was in his room at night, I would suffocate him with a pillow."
"He died, and you were the first to be buried with him."
However, I'm not saying you, Mai Ding, you will remove the ladder outside by yourself anytime.
Mai Ding took a deep breath, looked at the roses, listened to the song, shook it, it was almost a new year.