One big and one small are practicing love

Watching Liu Xiaochen leave the room, Zuo Kunmin picked up his phone and looked at the few messages that had just come over him.

Email reminders for several meetings in the afternoon, the restaurant address sent by Li Zhiming, and several notifications in the work group... I browsed through them in a hurry, then forwarded the address sent by Li Zhiming to Master Zhao and called him.

"Master Zhao, the place where we will meet at noon has changed. I have sent you the address on your mobile phone. Please re-plan the time and route."

"Buy me two bouquets of flowers and a pair of women's sneakers."

"What flower? What size?"

"You go find the florist first. I'll send you the specific information later."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Kunmin leaned back on the sofa and raised his head slightly. The sunshine outside the window was shining warmly on his face. He squinted and thought about what flowers he should buy.

Roses, lilies, sunflowers, carnations... I can only think of a few common flowers. I wonder what she likes. Suddenly, Zuo Kunmin realized that it had been a long time since he bought flowers as a gift, and it seemed that he had rarely chosen flowers seriously.

I send flowers to my mother twice every year, once on Mother's Day and the other on her birthday. What kind of flowers are you sending? Does mother like it? What is your mother's favorite flower?

Thinking of these problems, Zuo Kunmin suddenly felt sad. It's always been the assistants who have been doing it. I have never personally chosen flowers for my mother, and rarely give her flowers in person.

I thought of Wang Luoxia again and couldn't remember the last time I gave her flowers. When I was passionately in love, when I first got married, I would often give her flowers on every holiday, birthday, or when I was quarreling and asking for peace. I have only sent roses: red, pink, yellow, white, blue... When did you stop sending flowers to her?

You obviously love them so much, why didn't you send them flowers properly? Disregard, deliberately ignore, treat perfunctorily. Is human nature really so contemptible? Do you want to cherish after losing?

Tears flowed out unconsciously. I took a deep breath and wiped them away with the corner of my shirt sleeve. Sit up straight and send a message to Master Zhao: Wrap one or two flowers of each kind so that the store can make them more beautiful.

Let her see all the flowers first, and she will have her own recognition and identification. Then respect and remember her preferences.

After sending the message, I thought about Liu Xiaochen's shoe size again. Thinking of the way she was unsteady when they kissed just now, her heart beat a few times and the corners of her mouth raised. Knowing that she would have dinner and shopping with friends in the afternoon, she needed a pair of sneakers even more.

Thinking of her taking her children to the mall to buy things, a consumer text message was sent to his mobile phone with detailed product information.

I was busy looking through the text messages on my phone. After searching for a while, I only saw the children's clothing information, and there was no consumption text message from Liu Xiaochen. Obviously, she didn't use his card.

Finally, she contacted the company’s public welfare department and found out her shoe size. After finishing all this, I hurried to the bathroom. While washing his hands, he met Zhang Chengjiu.

Smile politely, nod, and say hello.

"Mr. Zuo, let's go to the auditorium together. I have a few words to say to you." Zhang Cheng said frankly and naturally.

"Okay." Zuo Kunmin nodded.

The two of them walked out of the bathroom, adjusted their speed, and walked.

"Go ahead." Zuo Kunmin spoke first.

"I never believed that a rich, powerful and talented person like you would really like Liu Xiaochen. Even if I like Liu Xiaochen for a while, I know it won't last long." Zhang Cheng said simply.

Zuo Kunmin turned his head and looked at him coldly. Do you want to explain and make promises to this inexperienced boy?

Zhang Cheng saw the disdain in his eyes and continued: "You don't have to look at me like this, as if I don't understand anything. My dad is also in business, and he is far inferior to you in all aspects. He is out there. There are many women.”

Zuo Kunmin's pace quickened and his tone was slightly serious, saying: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Don't bully Liu Xiaochen! She has no parents, no one to support her, and no way out. She has been bullied, and she has no choice but to endure it silently, shrink back and hide." Zhang Cheng finished in one breath.

Zuo Kunmin's steps slowed down unconsciously, and he asked warily: "Who has she been bullied by?"

"A lot of people." Zhang Cheng said without thinking.

Zuo Kunmin stopped suddenly, turned to Zhang Chengjiu, and said with a solemn expression: "Who is there?"

Zhang Cheng also stopped and looked at him. Taking a deep breath, he said: "The afternoon before the summer vacation of the second grade of junior high school, on the way home from school, I saw Liu Xiaochen being beaten by a boy in the alley. When I passed by, I saw her cheeks were red and swollen, and there were many footprints on her body. That boy He was a gangster who retired from our class last year, and he was very ruthless in fights. I didn't dare to fight with him, so I stopped him half-coaxing and half-persuading."

"Why did that boy hit her?" Zuo Kunmin asked urgently.

"The boy said that Liu Xiaochen snitched on him to the teacher, causing him to be scolded by the teacher. Xiaochen said it was not her, and I knew it was definitely not her. She has been the class monitor since the first grade of elementary school, and she was ostracized and misunderstood by her classmates very early on. However, I have long since learned to deal with delicate relationships with teachers and classmates. Every year in the class president election, she is unanimously approved. Xiaochen was beaten so hard for no reason, and no one could seek justice for her. "

"anything else?"

"Before going to high school, Liu Xiaochen often lived in Sun Xinxin's house, and their two families were right next to each other. Every weekend and holiday, Liu Xiaochen had to cook for Sun Xinxin's family of seven or eight, cleaning, weeding, and cutting wheat. .”

"I have always sent money to Sun Xinxin's family to take care of small expenses."

"Sun Xinxin's family is not bad, and they are not mean to her. It's just that Liu Xiaochen is honest and always feels that he is being protected by others, so he owes them. He works hard for others without complaining, and no one can say a fair word to her. They also That's how she was used. Others in the village often used her in the same way. She gave Liu Xiaochen a few handfuls of vegetables and two pumpkins, and asked Liu Xiaochen to help break the corn from two acres of land. The teacher didn't want to write lesson plans, materials, or correct homework, so she let her Liu Xiaochen will do it..."

Listening, Zuo Kunmin's face was gloomy and his breathing was heavy, like a lump in his throat. I think the letters she wrote to him were all beautiful, and she never said these things. But as an adult, how can you not have common sense: How can a little girl without any relatives grow up alone in a rural area without being bullied?

"Mr. Zuo."

A sudden shout interrupted Zhang Chengjiu's conversation and Zuo Kunmin's train of thought.

Zuo Kunmin looked over and saw that it was Manager Yu.

"The awards are about to start, why haven't you gone there yet?"

Led by Manager Yu, Zuo Kunmin and Zhang Cheng came to the middle of the first row. And arranged a seat next to Sun Xinxin.

As soon as I sat down, I heard the female host laughing and shouting: "Now we invite our winning contestants to come to the stage to receive their awards."

The lively and festive music suddenly became louder, and everyone applauded. Only Zuo Kunmin sat still and stared at the stage.

Seeing her coming out, she looked flustered for a moment, lowered her head to peek at the people around her, and carefully moved her feet to find her position. But he quickly stood still and relaxed, his eyes were clear and firm, and his whole body was stretched and shining.

Looking at it, Zuo Kunmin felt a sore nose and tears in his eyes when he thought of what Zhang Cheng had said. She went through so many hardships on her own and never backed down. Adjust carefully and unyieldingly, like a sapling, taking root deeply, constantly absorbing nutrients, and growing upward. Thinking about it, Zuo Kunmin burst into tears.

"Chairman! Chairman!"

At the same time as he heard these two sounds, Zhang Cheng also lightly pushed Zuo Kunmin's arm. Only then did Zuo Kunmin look back from the stage and saw Master Zhao squatting in front of him, with two large bouquets of flowers covering him.

Zuo Kunmin took the two bouquets of flowers and paper bags and said in a mute voice: "Thank you! Let's rest!"

"Chairman, you're welcome." Master Zhao was still squatting, a little embarrassed: "Chairman, we have to leave now. The newly sent address is half an hour longer than the original address, and there are many cars and traffic lights along the way. .”

Zuo Kunmin looked up at the stage and saw the actor smiling and opening his arms. Liu Xiaochen carefully leaned over and the two hugged gently. Looking down at the flowers in full bloom, I really want to give her flowers, hug her, and send her blessings in person.

"Okay, I understand. You drive first and wait for me at the gate. I'll get down right away." After Zuo Kunmin finished speaking, he saw Master Zhao hunching his body and leaving quickly. Then he turned around, handed the flowers and paper bag to Zhang Chengjiu, and said: Please give them to Xiaoxiao and Liya for me, thank you. "

Zhang Cheng took it and responded casually: "I understand."

"And..." Zuo Kunmin hesitated and affirmed: "Whether you believe it or not, I will treat her well."

Zhang Cheng looked at the wet tears in the corners of Zuo Kunmin's eyes, nodded, and said, "I understand."