I was pressed to the ground to eat Amway

The movie is very good, and so is Shen Qingchuan.

The lady who bought flowers at the door was very pretty, and the roses delivered to Shen Qingchuan's arms were even more beautiful.

It's a pity, seeing Wang Keming who bought flowers into Shen Qingchuan's arms, his expression was not so good.

Wang Keming was standing between Shen Qingchuan and the young lady, until he saw the young lady holding a bouquet of roses to give to Shen Qingchuan, he called out as if awakening from a dream: "Hey, hey! Do you girls with such courage commit such fouls?"

Good-looking people are different. Peach blossoms all fall from the sky.

Wang Keming sighed.

The lipstick that the young lady put on was as gorgeous as the bouquet of roses she gave Shen Qingchuan. After hearing Wang Keming's [-]% joke, she also grinned and covered her mouth with her cuff.

Then, she smiled and took out the central rose from the bouquet of roses that she hadn't had time to hand to Shen Qingchuan, and handed it to Wang Keming.

"Hey, see you off."

Wang Keming couldn't believe it: "This? For me?"

The smile on the young lady's face was bright and sunny, and she said, "Yes, it's for you." She also pointed to the rose that had been stuffed into Wang Keming's hand, "When I think of such a beautiful rose, I want to ruin it." In the hands of this guy Shen Qingchuan, my heart aches unceasingly."

"So, take it out and send it to you."

what? What?

This girl knew Shen Qingchuan?

Shen Qingchuan raised his eyebrows and replied: "Farewell, don't think about it, he has someone he likes, you might as well give it to someone else."

There were only three people present, Shen Qingchuan, the girl, and Wang Keming.If Wang Keming did not expect, this "he" should refer to him.

What kind of dumb fans are they playing?

Shen Qingchuan continued: "Let's forget about the flowers and return them to you." He pushed the flowers in his hand towards the girl's arms.

The smile on the girl's face became brighter, she jumped back a step, and kept a certain distance from Shen Qingchuan: "I want to give you something, and I need your consent?!"

"It doesn't mean anything else, that is, I want to have a new favorite person. I thought that I couldn't fulfill the promise I made to love you for the rest of my life. When it's time, I come to say goodbye to you, so we can get together well. scattered."

Pointing to the particularly touching bouquet of roses in full bloom, she said: "It can be considered my youth when I was young and frivolous."

"Hey, let me tell you," Shen Qingchuan said expressionlessly, "Did you make a mistake?"

"A promise is made on both sides."

The smile on the young lady's face froze: "..."

It seemed like it had been a long time since she found her voice in the erratic floating world: "No wonder you have been living a happy life as a single dog for ten years. The old Wang next door and his son can find a partner faster than you."

After she finished speaking, she snatched back the rose that had just been delivered to Shen Qingchuan's arms, turned around angrily and left.

Wang Keming saw a tall man waiting for her at a distance of tens of meters.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Keming heard her angrily say to the man: "I'll send you off! Don't let me think about it, I still don't like you!"

At this moment, Wang Keming understood.

At this moment, Shen Qingchuan turned his head to look at the most beautiful and most colorful bouquet of roses that Wang Keming was still holding in his hand.

He said, "You... like it very much?"

Just when Wang Keming wanted to refute eagerly, Shen Qingchuan fell silent again.

This also refute a ghost.

Wang Keming followed Shen Qingchuan's pace.

Inspired by the girl, but also forced by the approaching Valentine's Day.

Shen Qingchuan suggested that he wanted to go to the square with Wang Keming to sell flowers on Valentine's Day.

Of course, Wang Keming agreed with this proposal with both hands and feet.

Shen Qingchuan contributed money and efforts, and Wang Keming came alone. This is simply another different kind of date!

The two hit it off.

February [-]th was a beautiful day.

There was continuous drizzle for two days following Twelve and NO.13, which were blown away by the cold wind from the northwest.

There were already people coming and going in the square, coupled with the outstanding appearance of Shen Qingchuan and Wang Keming, they had been surrounded by crowds since they just moved into the square.

But since it was already evening when the two of them came out to sell flowers, it was already late at night when they finished buying flowers and were ready to go back despite their good looks.

The sky is full of stars, and the streets of the community are still hung with red lanterns that were hung a few days ago to celebrate the New Year.

Even the faces of passers-by are almost full of blessings for the new year.

As Wang Keming walked, he started talking again: "How much did we sell today?"

This hit Shen Qingchuan's heart, he stopped and opened the flower cart.

"Not much."

Shen Qingchuan tapped the box where the change was placed.

"Hey!" Shen Qingchuan said in surprise.

"What happened?"

Shen Qingchuan squatted down, and took out a silk flower from the corner of the trolley.

It's like being carefully hidden deep inside.

"The florist gave it to me, but I forgot to sell it before."

Shen Qingchuan said in a low voice: "Anyway, there's only one, so I'll give it to you."

Wang Keming waved his hand and was about to decline when he heard Shen Qingchuan's next sentence.

"I can……"

"Until it withers."

I don't know if it's because Shen Qingchuan's voice is really too gentle, or because the watermelon wind chime hanging on the old locust tree is too noisy when it entangles with the west wind.

Wang Keming only felt that he was surrounded by sea water at the moment, everything was so dreamlike that he couldn't quite hear Shen Qingchuan's words.

The author has something to say:

Focus on:

Wang Keming couldn't hear clearly...

His ears are not good orz

I just wrote a little... I will update orz tomorrow

sorry!