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Although she didn't have a sense of urgency even if there were no guests, but if there were guests, she must entertain them.

Since opening a shop, I always hope that the business will be prosperous and the source of customers will be rolling.

While her thoughts were flying, Lin Xingqing was still sleepy one second, but she quickly got up from the wooden sofa the next second, with long hair lightly hanging, bright eyes, light body, and a smile at the corner of her mouth. It is the most cordial and qualified welcome appearance.

Everything happened very quickly, when Lin Xingqing finished everything, the guest just pushed the door open and walked in.

What will the first guest look like?

Although the time was too short for her to think about it, Aihua would still come to this newly opened store, presumably she was about the same age as her.

Lin Xingqing thought with almost certainty in her heart, but when the door opened, she knew she had guessed wrong.

Slightly wrinkled, a well-maintained hand is pushing the door and entering. As far as the eye can see, she is wearing a well-fitting and expensive suit, and her silver long hair is neatly arranged behind her back, and she can be vaguely seen on her face. A little wrinkled.

It was a well-dressed and well-maintained old man.

The old man's appearance...

When meeting the old man's eyes, Lin Xingqing's eyes flashed with surprise very quickly, but she suppressed the very quick surprise, lowered her eyes slightly, and the smile on her face grew wider A bit fake:

"Hello, do you need anything?"

The slightly magnetic female voice is courteous, acting like the most enthusiastic store owner.

The old man who had been looking at Lin Xingqing since he came in seemed to be unbearably surprised, excited, and nostalgic, but following Lin Xingqing's words, the old man's gaze slowly retracted.

"Is your store new?"

Even though she knew that Lin Xingqing hadn't looked at her, she smiled slowly, with a gentle voice, and at this moment she was an extremely kind old man.

But when Lin Xingqing looked at the old man's eyes from the corner of his eyes, she clenched her hands silently.

It really looks more and more like it.

"Yes, what do you need?

Our store can match bouquets according to your needs, and you can also choose according to your own preferences. Every flower is in the freshest state. "

In Lin Xingqing's words, the old man seemed to be walking around very casually, until he stopped beside the pink carnations that were in full bloom on the stone shelf on the far right, and reached out to touch them lightly. The pink petals seemed to be very interested, and they turned their heads slightly and said:

"The color of these flowers is indeed as you said, but what is this flower, it looks very beautiful, and what does its flower language represent?"

There is nothing wrong with the old man's words and expressions.

But at this moment, Lin Xingqing clenched her lips tightly, and after a few seconds, the words came out slowly:

"This is a carnation, and the flower language represents: maternal love, usually the best flower for mothers."

"Oh, does it represent maternal love?

I don't know, girl, did you also give this flower to your mother? "

The old man still spoke in the most gentle tone, but when the old man's words fell, Lin Xingqing took several breaths, and the emotions that were suppressed and rolled up in her heart seemed to break through the last obstacle and come out , attacking the person in front of him with the most valiant strength.

But in the end, when Lin Xingqing raised her eyes and looked at the face of the old man in front of her who was well-maintained, but still older than her peers, when the two looked at each other again, looking at the old man's eyes, Like the extremely suppressed look of anticipation, those tumbling and extremely brave emotions were suppressed by her extremely hard.

"Sorry, this is my personal question, it's not convenient to answer, I don't know if you have picked the flowers, do you want me to wrap them for you?"

Lin Xingqing's lips were extremely radiant at this moment, and her eyes seemed to be a little bright due to patience, but just like her polite words, from the inside to the outside, she was exuding a message of repelling people thousands of miles away.

The old man clenched his hands in pain, and slowly let go after a few seconds, and the pain in his eyes was slowly pressed back by her.

"Well, that's it."

"Ok."

"A total of 169 yuan, how are you going to pay?"

"cash."

"Okay, here is your change, please keep it."

"Ah."

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Nothing."

"Then I wish you the best of luck, goodbye."

The old man was holding the wonderful bouquet, and was about to walk out of the door, but stopped again. She turned her head slightly, and when the sun shone on her face, creating a slightly blurred sense of light, her words were slightly hoarse : "Girl, I fell in love with you when I saw you. I don't know your name. Can you tell me?"

Lin Xingqing paused slightly, her narrow eyes trembled slightly, she slightly curled her lips, and smiled lightly.

"That's my honor, but the name doesn't matter, if you want to come in the future, just call me Xiao Lin."

"Xiao Lin?"

"Ah."

"...Okay then, goodbye Kobayashi."

"Goodbye."

This time, the old man finally pulled the door and walked out.

"Welcome to your next visit."

The crisp, recorded voice that belonged to Lin Xingqing was played, and it rang for a long time.

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It wasn't until the moment when the figure completely disappeared, as if she had lost all her strength, Lin Xingqing sat back heavily on the sofa, stroked her forehead with her hands, lowered her head, and let out a long breath.

In fact, she recognized the old man who came today at the first sight.

Who told her that Zhang Huilin and she both have a pair of very similar eyes.

That old man is Shu Si, Zhang Huilin's mother.

Compared with Zhang Huilin who published in the newspaper every three days, Zhang's father is the president of the Zhang Group, and can be seen in the newspaper news from time to time, Shu Si is almost an extremely quiet existence.

Being able to see her information, Lin Xingqing found Zhang Huilin's information by accident when she was almost obsessed.

It was an old piece of news. In the news, Shu Si was holding a seriously ill child, weeping silently.

That was charity news. Shu Si had been doing her best to support those children who were seriously ill. The news was also because the child she had sponsored for four years had not survived the serious illness and was about to die.

"My child, may there be no sickness in heaven."

When the picture of the old man weeping, elegantly dressed, but completely indifferently holding the child was frozen in front of her, and when the words that were just described in cold words flashed in front of her eyes, Lin Xingqing only felt a pang in her heart.

After that, one or two pieces of news I found sporadically said that Shu Si was still doing charity work, dressed in a low-key manner, and had a kind and amiable face.

This is a nice guy.

At that moment, the only thing left in Lin Deqing's mind was this thought.

And precisely because of this, after recognizing her, she couldn't vent her emotions as unscrupulously as she did to Zhang Huilin, even if she knew that the old man was testing some information, she still couldn't.

Because, for some reason, she knew that if she really let herself go, the old man would be sad.

But facing such an old man, she couldn't do it at all, and she couldn't break her heart at all.

Whether she recognizes Zhang Huilin or not.

Shu Si is also her grandmother.

Well, maybe it's a title she'll never be able to say.

While thinking about it, Lin Xingqing maintained that posture for a long time, and finally calmed down, arranging the flowers casually, and forcing herself to sleep on the wooden sofa.

Maybe it was the first day the new store opened, and no one came after that.

And when the matter of Shu Si was interrupted, Lin Xingqing couldn't wish for this result.

When the sun was setting and Lin Xingqing was still lazily unwilling to move, her crisp and clear greeting that had been recorded sounded again, and Fang Xia pushed the door open with a touch of suppressed joy.

"Boss Lin, it's time to get off work, and the staff is here to pick you up."

Accompanied by that slightly teasing voice, Lin Xingqing raised her head and looked at the warm figure illuminated by the hazy yellow light. She almost rushed towards Fang Xia's embrace, and then hugged Fang Xia tightly. .

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