Mr. milk tea, sweet

"Rangwan, I want to call Mao Youan to come over and get together." Tao Zeru held her hand and walked on the noisy street. Why did this man suddenly mention Mao Youan? She didn't know how to answer the question.

"Huh? Do you want to see him?" Although she couldn't help but think of Mao You'an when talking about Xinjiang, she never thought about seeing him again. I have never been good at dealing with such complicated relationships and like to be clear-cut.

He was a little apologetic and wanted to make up for everything Tao Zeru had messed up. "I left in a hurry last time and didn't have time to have a good chat with him." Passing by a kebab stall, the boss was grilling mutton, served with simple cumin and chili, and the mutton was on the charcoal fire. Constantly turning and roasting, it is tender and delicious. "Tao Zeru, can I not see you?"

I didn't expect that she would directly refuse to meet. "It's a bit embarrassing. Last time..." She paused. "I will go back to the hotel in a while. You can ask him to have a drink with me. Is that okay?"

"..." Tao Zeru didn't know whether to ask why she refused to meet again. "Let's go together. Mao Youan probably wants to see you too."

"Tao Zeru, you are boring. Don't blame me for everything."

"He liked every post of mine and knew that we were in Urumqi..." She said no more, took her phone and sent her location to Mao Youan, "We made an appointment, he will be here soon."

"..." Tao Zeru looked at the resolute woman. Before he could reply, she said first, "I made an appointment, but I don't know what to say. Don't be silent for a while. Remember to brighten the atmosphere from time to time."

"Rang Wan, I want everyone to sit down, meet each other happily, and wave goodbye." It was still a bit cold in Urumqi in March, so she stopped and looked at him. The heat from the barbecue stall rose very high and then disappeared. Men are sometimes more idealistic than women. Is it their nature to be naive?

"Many things never have a satisfactory ending. Artificial farewells will only..." She wanted to say that it would only make her more embarrassed, but she changed her words after looking at the passers-by, "We are all friends, and it is always good to get together. I don't know what he said. Is it good to be alone in Urumqi these past few years?"

"It will be good. He has a good job and is a very nice person." Tao Zeru didn't know what to say, but he was so sorry that he had cared so much about their past. Obviously, they had already settled well in their respective worlds, but he disrupted everything. For a long time, he always felt that he had hurt Mao Youan. Although he did nothing, he made him bear his own narrow-mindedness.

"Tao Zeru, I understand your intentions. How should I put it? Let's meet as old friends."

The great Urumqi was the city she had longed for over and over again, and she silently blessed this place over and over again in her heart, just to wish that shining young man everything would be fine.

Mao Youan held the phone. He had known that they were in Xinjiang, but he didn't dare to say they would meet. Unexpectedly, Lu Rangwan made an appointment with him first.

"Hello, I want to buy a bouquet of flowers. I will pick them up in about fifteen minutes and give them to a friend, a woman. Now I am going to see her. After meeting this friend, I may never see her again. The last time... Excuse me Do you have any recommendations?" Mao Youan opened the wardrobe and started looking for clothes, while calling the flower shop urgently.

"Hello, are tulips okay? It's tulip season now. This wrap is quick and the language of flowers is very good."

"The language of flowers?" Mao Youan had never sent flowers before, so he didn't know what the language of flowers meant.

"The flower language of tulips is eternal love and blessing. The most romantic story has no ending, and the happiest feeling has no words." The staff on the other end of the phone was very skilled in her business. She had probably seen many such situations, and her words immediately hooked her. After seeing Mao Youan, he changed his clothes and stood beside the bed in a daze.

"Okay, then tulips..." "Sir, what color do you think we need?"

"White. She likes it to be more elegant." Mao You'an didn't know her preference, so he decided on white based on his own feeling. But what he doesn't know is that white tulips represent first love and lost love.

Mao Youan dressed very formally and went to the last appointment. He knew that this was the last time they would see each other, and there would be no chance of them seeing each other again.

He bought milk tea and small cakes on the way here. He thought girls might like these. The flowers were placed on the passenger side. In the gray night, the white tulips looked particularly beautiful.

"You'an!" Tao Zeru went over to greet him solemnly. Lu Rangwan was a little at a loss and stood up. "Hi, long time no see." Mao Youan didn't change at all, he was still the same as he remembered. Lu Rangwan felt inexplicable when he saw him. Feeling sour, she doesn't understand herself.

She began to hate Tao Zeru's idea. Why did she arrange this meeting? How should people face the emotions buried deep in their hearts and never spoken out again and again? Her eyes were about to burst into tears for a moment. Her life was so peaceful now, and she never felt that she had any regrets. She had already given up on it, even before Tao Zeru came around.

But at this moment, she seemed unable to deal with her emotions. Mao Youan was standing in front of her. Although they said goodbye, have the obsessions and emotions generated by those gritted teeth nights been diluted by time? How to describe his specialness?

Tao Zeru, you stupid man, you disturbed Lu Rangwan's peace for the sake of your own peace of mind.

"Long time no see. I saw you guys coming to Xinjiang a long time ago. Ze Ru, you guys are taking Rang Wan to Northern Xinjiang. Is it cold?" Mao Youan said, holding the flowers and handing them over. "I don't know what I can give as a gift in Xinjiang. I hope you like it." His voice is relaxed and natural.

"Thank you, it's so beautiful." The white tulips were wrapped in military green wrapping paper, cool and elegant. Lu Rangwan came out of her dazed state, holding flowers and sitting on a chair.

Is there anyone in this world who can calmly face emotions that were once ignorant? That regretful yet warm person should be in the memories, not in front of them.

A lot of complicated emotions that can’t be explained.

Mao Youan conveniently placed the milk tea and cake on the table in front of Lu Rangwan, and sat opposite her without saying anything.

Tao Zeru looked at the things on the table, and an unspeakable emotion came over him. He came very quickly, but he had prepared so much. "I just said I wanted to drink milk tea, but I didn't expect you to bring it." Tao Zeru picked up the straw and opened it. Passing it to her, Lu Rangwan took the milk tea and glanced at him, feeling uneasy. This was the first time she had seen such a polite Tao Zeru.

Mao Youan took the wine from Tao Zeru, "Speaking of it, the milk tea in Xinjiang is no different from ours." But Miss Xilin obviously tastes very good, and it is a very unique milk tea.

Tao Zeru was very good at chatting. The two of us would have a drink and chat while Lu Rangwan raised his head and met Mao Youan's eyes. At first, she was a little embarrassed and wanted to avoid it. Later, she thought about why she was so awkward? Simply smiled at him and started joining in their chat.

"You must not believe that I can ski now. I can't believe it myself." As she said this, she found a way out. It turned out that it was not difficult and she could still handle these emotions.