Xiang Changkong's battery car was also brought to the police station by the police. He took the car and said to Xu Lian who was following him, "Then I'll go first."
Xu Lian watched him push the car and was about to leave, and then reached out and grabbed the incubator that he had fastened to the back seat.
Xiang Zhangkong turned his head and looked at her puzzled: "Is there anything else?"
"..." At this moment, Xu Lian admitted that Zhang Guoer's description of him was very accurate. His eyes were melancholy and deep, as if hiding a whole starry sky. She staggered his gaze slightly and said to him, "I still think you should go to the hospital for an examination."
She didn't know why she became so rambunctious, he himself said it was fine, and he still had a job.
"I'm really fine, just buy some medicine myself."
Xu Lian was silent for a while, then let go of the hand that was holding the incubator.
Xiang Changkong looked at her, said "goodbye" to her again, and left on a battery car. Xu Lian stared at his back for a long time before turning around and taking a taxi back to the store.
The store looked a bit messy, except for a few candle cups that fell on the ground, a small display case was broken. What was more difficult to clean was the flower pot that she smashed with her own hands.
The glass slag and broken ceramic pieces are easy to clean up, but the soil is trampled everywhere, it is estimated that the entire first floor will have to be cleaned thoroughly, and her favorite pot of anthurium...
This pot of anthurium is the most satisfying one that Xu Lian went to several flower shops to buy. It has always grown very well and the color is very positive. Now lying on the ground, I don't know if I can save it or not.
She picked up the flowers from the ground, cleaned them up a little, and prepared to take them to the flower shop later, let the flower shop owner look at them for herself, and re-arrange a flower pot by the way.
The store may also be temporarily closed for two days. Fortunately, she still has a workshop at home, which will not affect her rushing for orders.
She took out her mobile phone and was just about to inform Zhang Guoer that she would not be going to work for the next two days, when Wei Yichen's overseas phone call came in first, and it was still a video.
Xu Lian tapped the screen with her fingertips and connected the call.
"Xu Lian, are you alright? I heard from A Mao just now that Zhu Bing's grandson ran into your store to make trouble. Are you not injured?"
In stark contrast to Wei Yichen's anxious tone, Xu Lian's indifferent attitude. She pointed the camera at her store, took pictures around her, and asked him, "What do you think?"
Wei Yichen scolded the country and said to her, "Don't worry, I will bear all the losses in your store. I have already bought a plane ticket to return to China, and I will go and clean up Zhu Bing."
Xu Lian said: "They have already paid for the loss in the store. You are responsible for cleaning up the store for me."
"Okay, what do you say about me?" Before Wei Yichen left, he thought that Zhu Bing and the others would take revenge, and he had already arranged staff in the bar. He never dreamed that Zhu Bing would go to trouble Xu Lian. " I promise, this kind of thing will never happen again."
Xu Lian didn't take Wei Yichen's guarantee seriously, but reaffirmed her opinion from a long time ago - the relationship between people should not be too close, otherwise there will be troubles. Although in her opinion she has never crossed the line with Wei Yichen, in the eyes of others their relationship is "close", so trouble comes.
She hung up the phone, accidentally caught a glimpse of the lunch box on the cashier counter.
It was the chicken leg rice she ordered at noon today.
She went up to touch it, the rice was cold, and there were many water droplets on the lunch box. For some reason, Xiang Zhangkong's face appeared in front of her eyes again, and that strange feeling came out again. She clicked on the food delivery software on her mobile phone, and for the first time noticed the name of the rider who delivered her meal.
To the sky.
She read the name silently in her mind and gave him a five-star praise.
After exiting the software, she picked up the cold meal, found another big paper bag in the store, put Anthurium in it, locked the store door and drove away. She first went to a flower shop in Xingguang Park, asking the boss to save Anthurium.
"It's okay, as long as the roots are not broken, you can live. You choose a flower pot, and I will replant it for you." The flower shop owner is a young woman with a gentle temperament. Most of the flowers in Xu Lian's shop come from her. purchased.
Xu Lian looked around in the store, and finally chose the same flower pot as before: "After you've done it, put it in your store first. I'll come and pick it up tomorrow."
"Okay." The boss nodded and said to her again, "The plaster plates I got from you last time are almost sold out, and I want to order another batch."
The plaster plaques made by Xu Lian sell very well in flower shops, and the owners of several flower shops in Xingguang Park buy goods from her. On the contrary, in her own store, because of limited manpower, there are very few plaster cards for sale.
"Yes, but I've been rushing orders this month, and there's not much I can do."
"Then I'll take less first, and then I'll talk about it when you're free."
The two agreed on the number and time, and Xu Lian planned to go home directly. When she walked to the door of the flower shop, she saw that the daughter of the flower shop owner was still sitting there painting.
She lowered her head and glanced at it. She painted the sea of flowers in Xingguang Park, with colorful colors, as if she had strayed into a fairyland.
She waved to the little girl and said, "Goodbye Niuniu."
Niuniu raised her head and waved her hand with a smile.
After Xu Lian got home, he put the cold chicken leg rice in the microwave to heat it, and then sat in the living room and ate it. She ate too much chicken leg rice from Wolong Kitchen, and the taste was not that good. She could only say that it was just right for her taste. But today's meal, she always felt that the taste was a little different from usual.
Is it because it is cold and heated
Xu Lian picked up her phone again and clicked on the takeout software. She doesn't usually write reviews for food, but she suddenly wanted to.
"Is the cook today's chicken leg rice changed? It feels better than the one I ordered before. In addition, I would like to commend the delivery boy. I am very grateful for his help today."
After a while, the store replied to her: "There is no change to the chef, dear. Maybe the warmth of the takeaway brother made the food more delicious."
Xu Lian: "…"
After leaving the police station, Nuan Xiang Changkong called the guests one by one to explain to the guests, and said that he was willing to pay for the takeaway, but he still received a complaint. Xiang Changkong didn't bother about it too much, and insisted on finishing the day's work. On the way home, he stopped by a small pharmacy to buy some medicine for himself.
In the past, when he got home, his mother was already asleep, so his movements were always light. Just opened the door today and saw his mother standing in the kitchen drinking water. She didn't turn on the light, but Xiang Zhangkong still subconsciously turned his face away from the injured half: "Mom, I'm back."
Weng Shuli didn't answer as always, she stared at Xiang Zhangkong for a while, put down the water glass in her hand, and went back to the room by herself. Xiang Changkong locked the door, went back to his room, changed his clothes, and checked his injuries by the way.
He had bruises on his knees and abdomen, and his knees were slightly more severe, with bloodshots visible. He touched it lightly, it hurt. He cleaned the wound first, then put on some medicine. What happened suddenly today, he also forgot to ask Xu Lian why those people were bothering her. Although Xu Lian looks cold and cold, he shouldn't provoke these people. He guessed that it must be related to the man he met twice in Xu Lian's store.
Thinking of this, he turned on the computer and looked at Weibo. Since Xiang Nuan told him about Xu Lian's store's Weibo, he followed it. She doesn't post Weibo very often. She usually updates Weibo only because of new products or promotions in the store. If such a big thing happened today, she should have notified it.
Sure enough, he swiped out Xu Lian's latest Weibo.
MONSTER: I'm sorry, there was a small accident in the store today, and it will be closed for two days. Don't run empty. In addition, I would like to thank the takeaway brother who showed his courage today. If the takeaway you ordered today is late, please give him a little more tolerance. [hug]
She also attached a picture below the text, which is Xiang Zhangkong's back. The angle of this photo was taken from outside the store through the glass window, so it should have been sent to Xu Lian after the onlookers took the photo.
Xiang Changkong didn't expect Xu Lian to post her photos on Weibo, let alone write those words. In his impression, Xu Lian is actually a very cold person.
It seems that his impression of her is still too stereotyped.
Xu Lian's Weibo has an astonishingly high number of retweets. Xiang Changkong only flipped through the comments, but neither retweeted nor liked it. His Weibo is no longer used, and he only logs on occasionally to read the news.
But even so, someone still sent him a private message.
He didn't intend to pay attention, but while he was reading Xu Lian's comments on Weibo, the number of private messages increased from one to five, and it continued to increase.
He looked at the little red icon and finally clicked it on.
Airman for Love: Xiang Changkong, are you still on this Weibo? Hurry up and take a look at the work group, the villain Zhao Di is talking about you in there.
Generating Airline for Love: Shit, I'm really pissed off! Want to beat people at night!
Airman for Love: How could an institution of higher learning like our A-Tech University teach such a thing!
Airman for Ai: I helped you slap him in the class, and many other students also scolded him! Our class flower is still towards you!
Generating Airline for Love: I just went to have a beer and calmed down a lot! You still don't see it! What's Zhao Di's stupid thing to do with him!
After Xiang Changkong finished reading the news, he could probably guess what Zhao Di said. He has cut off contact with these college classmates, and the class group has been blocked. After thinking about it for a while, he still clicked on the penguin icon on the desktop.
On the list, the number of messages for classes that have not spoken for a long time has shown 99+. When looking at the sky, the news continued to refresh.
Well, I'm the class flower: what happened to Xiang Changkong's house, others may not know it, no one in our class knows it. Your arrogant face is disgusting. If Xiang Changkong had not left, would you have been recommended to study abroad for graduate school
Zhao Dididi: Oh, I'm not rare.
Exquisite pig boy: Oh, don't you think that you still went there
Teacher Du: Okay, stop arguing, it's really Zhao Di's fault.
The group was silent for a second.
Exquisite pig boy: Fuck, Du Xiaotian, you melon child, I thought Mr. Du was really here, scaring me to death!
Xiang Changkong couldn't help laughing. Just for a moment, he thought it was Teacher Du. Thinking of Teacher Du, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Teacher Du, like Uncle Hou, had always placed high hopes on him, but he failed their expectations.
He found Zhao Di among the class members and opened his dialog box alone.
Zhao Di was a little surprised when he saw Xiang Changkong's avatar flashing. He guessed that he was looking for him at this time, either to question him why he said bad things about him in the group, or to ridicule him for "being ridiculed for not making fun of people". He opened the dialog box with a sneer, and found that it was neither.
Xiang Zhangkong only asked him one question.
"Why do you work in a financial company?"