My stunning female president

"It's okay, some things are random. If you pursue them deliberately, you will fall short." Li Heng didn't have much expectation for this matter.

It's just that after hearing about Mr. Tang's glorious deeds, he has some respect for such an old man.So, I want to come and pay a visit.

The old man is not at home, so Li Heng is now writing in the living room, expressing his heart's joy, which is also a kind of satisfaction.

Ma Jiajia saw that Li Heng was calm and at ease, without any worries.

Immediately, he raised his head and said with a playful smile: "Where did my sister find you? It's really a different kind of person. However, this is very good. Hey, it's not like our family, do you know? My parents have been with you since childhood." Nothing."

Li Heng was walking by the rooftop, listening to Ma Jiajia's words, he lit a cigarette for himself.

Taking a deep breath, the cigarette curls up.

The smoke circles and circles, rippling in the night sky.

The warm yellow lights of the roof shone down.

Li Heng looked at the pots and pots of flower arrangements on the side of the roof, blooming enchantingly in the night.

Roses, carnations, chrysanthemums, flamingos, tulips, etc., are all blooming in the wind in the flower pots, exuding a charming fragrance in the night.

Moreover, the colors are gorgeous, stepped, overlapping, stacked, tiled, all kinds of ways look beautiful.Like a sea of ​​flowers, it is addictive.

"Look at these flowers, after they were first sown, they were planted in pots." Li Heng squatted down, looked at the delicate and colorful flowers, and said with a smile: "They grow independently, without parents, don't they still grow together?" Is it growing well? Look at how delicate and beautiful these flowers are in full bloom."

Ma Jiajia got off the rocking chair just like Li Heng.

Squatting in front of this large sea of ​​flowers, looking at these blooming flowers, the frown gradually relaxed, as if something had been gained.

And Li Heng squinted his eyes, looking at the pots of illustrations, and gradually saw some tricks.

It can be seen that the person who placed these flower pots is a master of flower arrangement.They are not randomly inserted, but are selected according to a certain idea, follow certain creative rules, and insert into a beautiful shape, so as to express various themes, convey various emotions and tastes, and make people pleasing to the eye after watching. Spiritual beauty and pleasure.

In my mind, the memories of flower arrangement came like a toss-up.

Immediately, his gaze was fixed on a pot of chrysanthemums in the center of the roof. It looked like a staircase with one step at a time. There was a distance between each flower, but not necessarily equidistant.The yellow flowers are gorgeous and distinct, and seem to soar into the sky.

"Climbing the ladder?" Li Heng was stunned for a moment, looking at the pot of chrysanthemums, feeling amazed.This difficult art of flower arrangement was actually seen on the small balcony of this old house.

"However, it seems that the heat is not enough, and it is almost interesting."

Li Heng frowned and hesitated.Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and picked up a pair of scissors that had been left on the roof.

Facing the pot of climbing ladder, click, click.

Without further ado, he cut it directly.

Open and close, the way is rough and neat.It seems that this pot of ascending the ladder is going to be cut bare.

"What are you doing?" Ma Jiajia looked at the branches and leaves that had been cut and fallen, and she was completely confused.

You must know that Mr. Tang likes planting flowers, writing, and playing chess.

Normally, this third floor is a forbidden area.

Ordinary people are not qualified to enter the Tang family at all.

Not to mention no one can step into the third floor of the Tang family.

Ma Jiajia and Mr. Tang hit it off, so she is qualified.

However, every time Ma Jiajia comes up, she just sits on the rocking chair on the roof and looks at the sky.

Never dared to touch the old man's things rashly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Heng put down the scissors at this moment, and said slowly: "This pot is waiting for the ladder, and it is still not ready. I am helping the master and processing it for him. You can come and see this pot in a few days. Potted flowers, I'm afraid there will be another scene."

Ma Jiajia shook her head, completely confused: "It's over. It's over. The old man hates it the most. Others mess with his things. Let's run after dinner."

After saying that, Ma Jiajia picked up the branches and leaves on the ground and threw them all in the trash can.

After finishing all this, he quickly ran downstairs.

Li Heng shook his head, and followed closely behind him downstairs.

Twilight covered it, burying everything on the rooftop in the night.