Shen Shiyan probably didn't sleep well either. When Meng Xintang woke up in the morning, he saw that he was packing two pots of flowers in the yard with two big dark circles under his eyes.
"It's so early today?" Meng Xintang wiped his glasses and put them on.
"I haven't slept all night."
"Didn't sleep?"
Shen Shiyan filled the last handful of soil, knocked on the ground with a small shovel, and knocked off a small layer of soil. He glanced at him, smiled and said, "I've been single for years, maybe a little excited."
Meng Xintang couldn't help laughing. He thought that he was the only one who couldn't hide things in his heart. After a long time of trouble, the two of them were quietly tossing around in the house.
"If I had known, we would have chatted all night." After speaking, he walked over and squatted beside Shen Shiyan, helping him put the two pots of flowers back to their original positions. After looking at it this way, he found that there were more flowers in the yard today than usual. He remembered that the two pots of flowers were originally at the very edge, but now there are many colors extending out on the right side.
"Did the ones in the flower room move out too?" Meng Xintang asked, pointing to the flowers that had never been in the yard.
"Well," Shen Shiyan nodded, "I originally wanted to bring him a bouquet of flowers when I went to see Yanwu's performance at night, but I sent him a message last night and chatted with him for a while, and I felt that today's task was still a bit arduous, so I Decided to go look for him in a while, and bring him a breakfast by the way."
Shen Shiyan found a toothbrush and a cup for Meng Xintang. There was a square pool in the courtyard. The two of them took the water and squatted in the yard to brush their teeth. They were singing opera on the radio on the side. At first, Shen Shiyan didn't feel anything, until the last time he was rinsing his mouth, the voices of the two people intertwined, and he realized that he hadn't heard such a mixed mouthwash sound for a long time. He usually brushes his teeth in the yard by himself. After spitting out all the water, he will occasionally play a long tone at the empty yard in a bored way, in exchange for a bird chirping.
"Go to a nearby alley for breakfast first. After eating, I'll come back to make flowers. How about you? If you have something to do, you can go first after dinner."
Meng Xintang and Shen Shiyan walked side by side, raised their eyebrows when they heard this, looked at the people around them seriously, and said, "Of course I'm fine, I'll accompany you."
Walking in the hutong, I can hear the old man playing birds and playing chess from time to time. Meng Xintang lives in a high-rise building, and he never has such an experience. He looked around and listened for a while, remembering that the first time he saw Shen Shiyan, he was with a group of uncles. In fact, he thought it was amazing at that time. Even though he was so many years younger, he didn't feel any sense of disobedience among those people, very much like an old friend of the uncle.
"The first time I saw you, you were at the entrance of the alley, singing with the old men." Meng Xintang turned sideways and asked, "Why do you like to play with them?"
Shen Shiyan thought for a while: "I feel very comfortable staying with them. In fact, the uncles are very entertaining, and they know a lot of things. After all, it has been so many years longer than us, and there are many mentalities that we can't learn now. ."
Shen Shiyan, who was talking, had his hands behind his back, with a mature look, and his gold-rimmed glasses made him even more bookish. Meng Xintang made a mistake and watched him carefully for a while.
The breakfast that Shen Shiyan took was very special. He asked for salty soy milk and dried pork rice balls, which Meng Xintang had never eaten. The salty soy milk is a bit like bean curd, sprinkled with small pieces of fried dough sticks and seaweed, with a light fragrance and salty taste. After Meng Xintang finished eating, he only felt that this breakfast was really comfortable.
Because he was afraid that the food would become unpalatable if it was left for too long, Shen Shiyan told the boss that he would come and get the packaged portion later. Passing by the flower shop when walking home, Shen Shiyan pulled Meng Xintang and walked in with him.
The flower shop owner is a very intellectual woman. When she saw Shen Shiyan walking in, she immediately smiled and said hello, and when she saw Meng Xintang who was following behind her, there was a slight surprise in her eyes. Her eyes wandered between the two, and finally her smile grew wider, and she turned and walked behind the flower stand.
"I came back late at night, I came to buy flowers with you in advance." Shen Shiyan's eyes fell on a cluster of flowers on the left, "Hey? You entered the zinnia?"
"Don't take it today when it's in," a woman's voice came from inside, with a smile. Soon, she came out with two flowers in her hands.
"Lily, one for my aunt and one for you."
At this moment, Meng Xintang really admires the creature "human" from the bottom of his heart. He is really too smart and omnipotent.
Shen Shiyan was very calm, he chuckled lightly, and took two flowers: "Then can I just pay for one?"
The woman smiled and ignored him, took a step sideways, and extended her hand towards Meng Xintang.
"I'm Zheng Xiwei, nice to meet you."
Meng Xintang bowed slightly and said apologetically, "Hello, I'm Meng Xintang. It's my fault for the lady to speak first."
Zheng Xiwei took another look at the person in front of her because of these words, and once again, she saw Shen Shiyan looking at her with a smile.
When the two returned home, Meng Xintang saw that Shen Shiyan took out a pair of scissors, cut a diagonal line from the lower edge of the flower branch, and inserted it into the small porcelain vase on the windowsill. There is one more flower today than before.
Meng Xintang looked at the porcelain vase for a while, wondering if what he thought was feasible, and whether Shen Shiyan would like it. When he returned to his senses, he found that Shen Shiyan had already started to cut the flowers in the pot "clicking".
Some of the people he knew before also loved flowers, but none of them seemed to tolerate anyone destroying their flowers, such as Wei Qiming's mother. He remembered that Wei Qiming used to cut two flowers to please the little girl, but he was punished by Wei's mother for writing a thousand words of self-criticism. Wei Qiming has been a person who can't even write half a page of his composition since he was a child.
"Wouldn't it hurt to cut your own flowers like this?"
The scissors under Shen Shiyan are very neat and careful, each scissors one branch, and almost did not touch the flowers beside the half branch.
"I really don't feel bad at all. There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded. Cut them and give them to those who deserve them. It's not a waste for flowers." Shen Shiyan held up the frame and stopped, "Besides, you How do you know what the flower thinks? It may want to bloom until it withers, but it may not be, and it wants to be seen when it is most beautiful."
Shen Shiyan turned to look at Meng Xintang: "That's what I think. Someone said before that I don't really love flowers like this. In fact, I love them very much, but maybe it's not so conventional."
Meng Xintang paused for a while, then nodded: "Of course you really love."
A drunk person can wake up to the sound of the rain, remember that there are flowers in the rain, the wind is blowing, and they brave the rain to save the flowers, how could it not be true love.
Shen Shiyan really cut a lot of flowers, Meng Xintang looked at it again and felt that this side was a little empty. Shen Shiyan had no intention of stopping at all, and went to the other side to continue.
Meng Xintang looked at the cut bunch, touched his nose and asked, "How big are you going to tie?"
Shen Shiyan's answer was a bit late, and he said, "You have to be sincere."
When he was finally satisfied with Shen Shiyan's cutting, he put down the scissors and walked to the well-supported table in the yard, trimming them one by one. Meng Xintang stood aside, watching his dexterous fingers turn those flowers into the most beautiful little by little.
"I'm going to find a ribbon." After Shen Shiyan finished speaking, he entered the room, but came out empty-handed after a while.
"how?"
"The ribbon is gone," Shen Shiyan said, "I forgot, I knew I should have bought some at Xiwei."
"I'll buy it for you," Meng Xintang said immediately, "what do you want?"
"The silver one, or you can just tell Xiwei that I want it. Oh yes," Shen Shiyan said with a smile, "No need to give money, I have paid for the annual membership fee."
Meng Xintang laughed twice and replied "Okay".
In the flower shop, Zheng Xiwei saw him go and returned, got up and asked him what was going on, Meng Xintang told the truth. Zheng Xi frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little puzzled and muttered: "How come it is used so quickly?"
When cleaning up the store yesterday, she also thought that Shen Shiyan had just taken away a large package of ribbons, and she would not need new ones for a while, so she put all the ribbons that were basically only used by Shen Shiyan in the top cabinet. . She was about to move the ladder when she heard a voice: "I'm coming."
Asked about the location, Meng Xintang helped her to set up the ladder, and shook it twice with his arm to make sure it was secure.
Zheng Xi climbed three steps slightly and then opened the cabinet door. The ribbon was placed in the inner side. She was too lazy to go another step, so she stood on tiptoe.
"Be careful, don't tiptoe."
Zheng Xi was stunned for a moment, then looked down. Meng Xintang met his gaze and explained in a low voice, "It's dangerous to tiptoe on a ladder. My sister once fell like this. If you can't reach it, I'll help you. Just tell me where you are."
Zheng Xi blinked slightly, "Oh", and then hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just lazy."
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked up another space.
In fact, the ladder is very stable, and the treads are not narrow.
When he lowered his head to unpack the large bag, Zheng Xiwei suddenly stopped. She secretly glanced at the man below who had been holding the ladder with both hands, and then looked at the ribbon in his hand, and understood what was going on. She pouted, thinking about this Shen Shiyan.
Then, she took one of the ribbons out of the bag and put the rest back.
After receiving the only one ribbon, Meng Xintang was still a little surprised, guessing that Shen Shiyan, an annual fee member, was not in place? He considered it for a while and said, "If there are any, can I get a few more? I'm afraid that the next time he uses them, he won't have them, and he will come over to get them."
Zheng Xiwei raised his hand: "There's only one. Give it to him next time you enter."
Although he felt strange, Meng Xintang didn't say any more. He politely thanked him and said goodbye, but Zheng Xiwei stopped him when he walked to the door.
"Mr. Meng."
Meng Xintang turned around.
"Although it's cheesy to say this, and it may be a little annoying, but I still want to say it." Zheng Xiwei put his hands in front of him and smiled lightly, "It's really not easy for us, Dr. Shen, you have to love me. He. It's the best to stay together forever, even if you can't, don't let him down."
"I won't let him down." Meng Xintang said quickly. He didn't know why Zheng Xiwei made these remarks, but the word "let down", even if it was preceded by negation, he didn't want to use it to describe their feelings.
"Don't worry, I'll be the best for him."
Until Meng Xintang was far away, Zheng Xiwei was still standing at the door of the store watching. She didn't know how to describe her emotions at the moment, but thinking of the look on Shen Shiyan's face when she brought Meng Xintang into the store in the morning, she suddenly wanted to cry.
After so many years, she was finally able to thank God for Shen Shiyan.
Meng Xintang came back with a solitary ribbon, thinking that something was wrong all the way. Maybe he was a fan of the authorities. He even set the direction of thinking on Zheng Xiwei, and kept thinking about what was wrong with Zheng Xiwei. Until he pushed open the courtyard door, he was overwhelmed by the unique aroma.
There is no wrapping paper, and the shape is somewhat like a bride's bouquet, but it is much larger, with countless colors, but it is not messy at all.
"It's the first time I gave you, and it's also the first gift. I picked the most beautiful flowers and gave them to you in the four seasons. Mr. Meng, please accept it with a smile."
No one understands romance better than Shen Shiyan.
The silver-white ribbon wrapped around the bouquet was blown up by the wind and brushed over Meng Xintang's raised hand.
A bouquet of flowers is better than mountains, lakes, and stars in the sky.