Duanmurui has been feeling a little uncomfortable recently. She doesn't know why, but since three or four months ago, her eyes have been itchy and dry from time to time, and sometimes even accompanied by a slight tingling sensation, and she can't help but shed tears. The whites around his eyeballs were slightly bloodshot and scarlet, and he felt terribly uncomfortable.
She wondered if she had an eye disease such as pinkeye, so she followed Yunshan to the hospital, but the conclusion was that there was nothing wrong. In fact, at first the doctor thought that she wore too many contact lenses in daily life and that she might not have paid much attention to hygiene and had contracted germs. After all, a pair of eyes with different colors would hardly make people think that she was born with them.
Later, after she tried her best to explain, involving various genetic mutations and other fields, she made the doctors understand that her eyes were really born and she had never worn contact lenses.
Seeing that Duanmurui seemed to be really uncomfortable, the doctor had no choice but to prescribe some drops to relax and soothe the nerves in the eyeballs. It would be wrong to say that it had no effect at all. After the drops, the eyes did feel better and became more moisturized, but in reality In a sense, it is not very effective. It took several days to feel that the reaction was not that serious.
Yunshan and Song Yao wanted her to have a good rest at home, but her eyes didn't recover after lying down for several days. Duanmu Rui couldn't lie down anymore and almost felt like her bones were getting rusty. Now, she went to the flower shop again. .
Business seems to be pretty good today. Someone came to the door as soon as the door opened. The man was young, probably a student from a nearby university, but he didn't dress like a student. He was dressed in formal clothes. He walked around in front of the flower basket as soon as he entered. Look at this. , looked at that one again, seeming to be worried about how to choose.
Duanmurui greeted him with a smile: "Sir, do you want to pick flowers?"
"Well..." The man nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Boss, my friend and I had a fight. I want to send some flowers to express my apology. Can you help me see which one is better?"
"Is she your girlfriend?" Duanmurui asked with a smile. Having opened a shop near the university town for so long, this kind of thing happens several times every month. Couples quarrel, and the man buys flowers to express his apology.
The man nodded sheepishly: "Ex-girlfriend, we had a quarrel yesterday because of a small conflict. I have been busy with internship matters recently, and we broke up in a fit of anger. I regret it a little and want to reconcile, but I don't know how to follow up. She said that she heard from her classmates that the flowers here, boss, are very beautiful, so she wanted to buy some."
It turns out that he is a senior intern. No wonder he wore a suit, leather shoes, and a bag during school, as if he was about to leave the ivory tower. Graduation season is a good time for these student lovers to part ways, and Duanmurui will meet them every year at this time.
In the past, when she could not see, many students were crying and crying while picking flowers in the flower shop. Now that her eyes are healed, those students may be embarrassed to do this.
"Brother, you have asked the right person. Flowers are a language that people use to express themselves, and are a good product to express certain feelings and wishes of people. The language of flowers is a recognized form of information exchange, and there are some emotions that people find difficult to express. There’s nothing better than expressing it through the language of flowers.”
Duanmurui said with a smile, and glanced around: "In your case, in my opinion, you can get a bouquet of purple hyacinths. The language of flowers is sadness, apology, and regret. If you feel too heavy, You can also bring eight perfume lilies, which represent deep apology and ask for your forgiveness. Of course, yellow roses are also acceptable. The words of yellow roses are generally joy, beauty, nobility, cherish blessings, unfaithfulness, jealousy, lovelorn, and fading. Love, apology. If there are eight flowers, it means apology, compensation, deep apology, please forgive me. If there are eighty-eight flowers, it would be even better. It means making up for apology and making up for all the mistakes with heart. It can perfectly describe you. sincere attitude.”
The man is just a student and doesn’t know anything about flowers. In ordinary people’s understanding, roses are probably the most common. When it comes to problems between lovers, whether it’s a confession or something else, the first thing that comes to mind is basically Rose.
After Duanmurui's introduction, the man was deeply impressed by the roses and no longer hesitated. He immediately made the decision and paid for it: "Boss, just eighty-eight yellow roses. Please help me get them. I need them before tonight." ,Can you make it?"
Duanmurui smiled and said: "Don't worry, the flower matching and other things can be arranged very quickly. I'm sure it will be perfect for you. Just come and pick it up in the evening."
Watching the man leave, Duanmurui sighed. Seeing these students trying hard to save their relationship, she couldn't help but think of Qin Hao. She hadn't seen brother Qin Hao for four or five months, and she didn't know how brother Qin was doing recently. , how are you doing? When can you come back? I miss you so much...
After a dull and busy day, Duanmurui was not happy at all although the business was good. She was different from Song Yao and Yunshan. Yunshan had always taken Qin Hao as the benchmark. If Qin Hao wanted to eat people, she could Prepare pots, pans, and chopsticks right away. Other women might get jealous, but that's absolutely impossible with her.
Song Yao is not as stubborn as Yun Shan, but she is a woman who understands the general situation. Even if she feels sad and uncomfortable, she will not show it. Of course, even if she wants to show it, Qin Hao will come back to visit her. When asking for forgiveness. She has never been an easy-to-handle woman in private. On the contrary, she is very stubborn. I think she did not punish Qin Hao in the first place, which is generally not inconsistent with her knowledge.
The only one who is more moody and angry is Duanmurui. The little girl has no intentions and is relatively simple. Whatever is on her mind is what she thinks on her face, and she can't hide things. She is an emotional girl.
The sky was gradually getting dark, and Yunshan and Song Yao also came to the flower shop after get off work, along with Mu Qianjun. The world is not peaceful recently. Due to the blockade of information from above, ordinary people may not be able to understand the meaning of this sentence. However, as Qin Hao's women, they naturally have channels to know. For this reason, Mu Qianxue personally went to Daliang Mountain to give her sister to Brought it back.
After staying there for half a year, Mu Qianjun was almost done with important matters such as construction and was on the right track. She basically experienced life and worked as a volunteer teacher. Most of the projects of the charity fund had people below. Take care of it, she has nothing to worry about except signing and checking it.
Mu Qianxue just happened to be here in person. Mu Qianjun would not quarrel with her sister over a big issue of right and wrong. What's more, Mu Qianxue had previously made concessions and agreed to teach her for so long. Naturally, she obediently returned to Tianhai and continued to complete her studies.
The school is very close to Duanmurui's flower shop, so she comes to sit there whenever she has nothing to do.
"Xiaojun, it's not okay for you not to go home every day. Your sister came to me today and asked me to advise you not to float outside all day long. It's not safe." Song Yao picked up the cup and drank it hard. He took a sip of water and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "It's really strange. The rainy season hasn't arrived yet. It's almost too hot. It's too early this year!"
While helping Duanmurui clean up the flowerpots, Mu Qianjun said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with it? I'm with you. If it's not safe, it won't be safe for me to go home. Mu Qianxue, let her do it. I was upset when I wanted to bring that guy Mu Xiaofei to live with me in my old house. How many days has my brother-in-law not been home? I heard from Sister Hua that my brother-in-law had a quarrel with her in the capital about this matter. What should I do? I won't come back after everything is over.
I don't understand, what on earth is Mu Qianxue doing? Can Mu Xiaofei be as important as her brother-in-law? It's okay to give him shares, I don't care about that, but she insists on causing disharmony in the family, is that interesting? That guy is obviously not a good person at first glance. He is just as hypocritical as his parents. He said he didn’t want to disturb him but he stayed at home and refused to leave. I don’t believe him. His legs are long on his body. If he really wants to leave, my sister can still tie him up. Can't? Do you think Mu Qianxue is seeking death by doing this? ! "
Song Yao laughed twice. She was just a friend in the family affairs between the two sisters. She couldn't control the family affairs, and she couldn't do it, so as not to be thankless and offend no one.
Mu Qianjun said to himself again: "I won't go home anyway. My brother-in-law and I are on a united front. I don't believe it yet. If my brother-in-law and I don't go home, how can she, Mu Qianxue, Keep going your own way!"
Well, Mu Qianjun said so, what else could she, Song Yao, do? One is her best friend, and the other is her best friend's sister. She can also be considered her own sister. She doesn't want to offend anyone.
"Okay, I can't get involved in this matter anyway, you can figure it out on your own. However, you also know the recent situation. It is really unsafe, and I am not alarmist. Qiu Lin has reminded me several times. , and a lot of extra people have been deployed in the dark. You'd better either stay in school or live with us these days, don't run around, okay?" After all, she is a sister-like existence, so there should be no ambiguity. Song Yao is not ambiguous at all.
Mu Qianjun immediately became unhappy: "That would be so boring, with nothing to do all day long. Such a wonderful night, the nightlife has just begun and is about to end. How boring."
"I have to suffer from boredom. I think everyone is like you and nothing happens all the time. I am almost exhausted from going to work every day. With the recent workload, I feel like I have aged several years instantly. Especially Your sister, besides being cold-tempered, at least she worked hard before, but now she doesn’t work hard anymore, and it’s all on me. I’m using my life to work for you two sisters, do you understand?!”
Song Yao couldn't help complaining. Since Qin Hao appeared, Mu Qianxue has indeed changed a lot, both good and bad. For example, she no longer works like a workaholic day and night like before. The woman is known as a work machine. Now she has become a Buddhist. Before, she stayed in the capital for more than half a month, and she had to handle the group's affairs. In Mu Qianxue's words, she only believed in her.
In response to this, Song Yao almost lost her temper and thanked the other party. After squeezing her labor force so much, why should she thank you for your trust
Mu Qianjun naturally knew something about the inside story, and said with a smile: "It's useless for you to tell me, sister Yaoyao, I think you should go to your brother-in-law to settle the score. If it weren't for him, how could Mu Qianxue be willing to give up her job? Ha ha… "
Song Yao was too lazy to talk anymore and went to the recliner. Her tired body after a long day of work finally relaxed, and she was so comfortable that she could almost hum a tune.
Seeing that Song Yao stopped talking and couldn't rest, Mu Qianjun turned to Duanmurui again. Among the three people, Yunshan was gentle but did not like to talk. Mu Qianjun rarely took the initiative to talk to the other party: "Ruirui, what's wrong with you today? You talk so little, I thought you were led astray by Sister Yunshan."
Duanmurui didn't speak and sighed. He didn't seem to be interested at all.
Song Yao interjected at this moment and said: "What do you know, you girl? Ruirui, we have made it clear that it is Sichun. He has been like this recently, so don't worry about him. Do you know Sister Lin? I want her not to sigh. is it possible?"
Duanmurui immediately became anxious: "Sister Yaoyao, what's Sichun, what's Sister Lin, what nonsense are you talking about..."
Song Yao chuckled and said, "I'm complimenting you. Sister Lin is a great beauty."
"It's boring..." Mu Qianjun pulled up a stool and sat down, smacking his lips and saying.
After a while, she stood up suddenly: "No, how can we waste such a great time? Wasting time is a waste of life, wasting youth, absolutely not! Sister Yaoyao, let's go to the bar to have fun!"
The little girl has never been an obedient master, and she can't calm down at all. How could she take Qin Hao to drive a car and ask her to maintain her health through Buddhism? How could it be possible
Song Yao waved her hand immediately after hearing this: "If you want to go, you can go alone. I am almost exhausted from working every day. I still go out with you to have fun after get off work without taking a rest. What a problem. Don't mention your youth to me, I am an old man now."
Mu Qianjun smiled and said: "This is a big deal, sister Yaoyao. If I were you, I would ask for leave tomorrow. You worked so hard before and didn't even have a day off after working for months. Now you don't even have a day off." Fake?"
Song Yao thought that this was really the case. Mu Qianxue was back. It was time for her to take a good rest. If she continued to work, she would probably go crazy.
"You deal with them first, and I'll go if they agree."
Tai Chi Push Hands directly threw the question to Yunshan and Duanmurui.
Yunshan doesn't care. She has a lot of work pressure on weekdays. It's normal to go to a bar to have a drink and relax. What's more, the address is her bar. It's just a matter of inspecting the work of the people below. Although Dai Qianni accepted it before Youyunhui, but The bar is Yunshan's private property, so there is no way of handing it over to others.
It's not like Duanmurui has never been to a bar before, and she doesn't care if she wants to go. However, she frowned: "I'm afraid I can't do it today. A customer has made an appointment to pick up flowers before evening."
"No wonder I asked you why you didn't close the store so late today." Song Yao started to swing on the recliner like a swing and said.
Mu Qianjun obviously refused to end here: "Ruirui, since that person said before night, you see it's already night and no one has come yet, what does that mean? That person can't come! He can't stay there all night If you don’t come, let’s wait here all night! Besides, he broke the contract first, and when the time comes, it’s his own problem.”
Duanmurui was still a little hesitant: "But I have already paid the money. If I can't get the flowers..."
"That's also his own problem. He doesn't have any sense of contract. He always abides by the agreed time. I guess the same goes for dates. Such a man deserves to be kicked by his girlfriend." Song Yao said unhappily, "It doesn't matter whether we go to have fun or not. , at least you have to have dinner, do you really want to sit here all night without waiting for him to eat like Xiaojun said?"
"Okay." Duanmurui thought about it and felt that this was the case, so she hung a sign with her phone number on the glass door. If that person came, she could get the flowers just by calling.
A group of four people left the flower shop and first went to the snack street next to the university town. After filling their stomachs, they rushed to Yunshan's bar, drank and chatted, and did not leave until the bar was about to close at two o'clock in the night.
However, just when they walked out of the bar door, Duanmurui's cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. After the call was answered, an eerie, cold and stuttering voice came from the cell phone: "I... I want... want... flowers..." (To be continued)