flower letter

Office of the new government.

Ming Lou stared at a small flower on his desk in a daze for a long time, thinking that he might be so tired that he had hallucinations.He decided to go to the lounge to rest for a while and then come back to continue to approve the documents.

Ming Lou had just stood up, before he had time to take a step, he felt itchy throat, followed by a violent cough.After finally waiting for the cough to pass, Ming Lou supported the desk with one hand and covered his chest with the other, panting uncontrollably.

But he still felt bad, as if his throat was blocked by something.Before Minglou could think about it, he coughed again, which was heart-piercing.Along with it, there are pieces of petals fluttering in the air.

Minglou could see clearly this time, he reached out to catch the fluttering petals, and leaned in front of him for a closer look.

Bulbous crabapple is a beautiful flower.

The petals are small and light, lying quietly in Minglou's palm.

Minglou still firmly believes that he is hallucinating, otherwise, if he is a good person, why would there be flowers popping out of his mouth.

He couldn't help but think of an idiom, the tongue can shine like a lotus flower.

Ming Lou was amused by himself. Wasn't that the case when he walked between the new government and the Japanese?

He shook his head, laughed at his imagination secretly, and sat down to continue to approve the documents.

After get off work, Minglou sat in the car on his way home, extremely silent.He knew that no matter how unbelievable he felt, he did see the flower petals spit out from his mouth.

Ah Cheng sensed something was wrong with Minglou, looked at Minglou through the rearview mirror, and asked worriedly, "Brother? What happened?"

Minglou was still immersed in thinking, and when he heard Ah Cheng's question, he just shook his head thoughtfully.

"It's nothing." Ming Lou didn't know whether to tell Ah Cheng, after all, he himself didn't know what was going on.

Ah Cheng looked at Minglou again, and after confirming that he was really all right, he continued to look at the road seriously.

Late at night, in Minglou's study room.

Minglou felt that he might be thinking too much.

After all, since the petals appeared in the office in the morning, the whole day has not passed.Why make things so complicated?

Thinking of this, Minglou closed the last document, leaned back in his chair leisurely, enjoying the rare leisure.

For some reason, Minglou suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and a strong nausea surged up.He didn't have time to do anything else, so he turned around and lay on the armrest of the chair, retching with a gloomy expression.

A ground of petals.

Large and small petals were scattered beside the chair, all of them were pure and flawless, just like Ah Cheng's color in Ming Lou's heart.

But Minglou's mood is not so good now.He frowned deeply, thinking quickly.But no matter how much Chief Ming thought about it, he couldn't come up with a reason.

He stood up, collected all the scattered petals and put them into bags, planning to take them out of the Ming mansion and throw them away.

Although Ming Lou didn't know what happened yet, his intuition told him that this matter should not be known to others.After all, he still doesn't know what's going on, let alone whether this weird phenomenon is contagious. For the safety of those around him, he can only suffer alone.

In order not to be noticed, Ming Lou walked a little far away before throwing the bag away.On the way back, he suddenly thought of a place.

The organization once conveyed a message to him cryptically. At the end of a certain alley in Shanghai, there is a bookstore. It is rumored that there are all kinds of books in it.Minglou had heard of this bookstore before, but had never been there.Intelligence shows that the forces behind the bookstore are intricate and seem to be involved with all parties.The organization told Minglou that if it was a last resort, he could turn there for help.

Minglou thought to himself, even if the shop owner is not a comrade in the organization, he is still red, otherwise the organization would not allow him to ask him for help.Thinking of this, Minglou felt a little more at ease. After all, he had experienced such a thing, and he could not have been exposed without being exposed. It is naturally good to have such a place for him to sort out information.

However, Ming Lou didn't plan to ask the other party for help, he just wanted to find a safe place where he could obtain information, and see if he could gain anything.

As soon as he said go, Minglou turned around and hurried away.

At the end of the dark alley, there is a broken lantern hanging, and beside it is a dilapidated signboard. The name of the shop is already obscure, and the word "study" can only be vaguely discerned below.

Minglou secretly sighed, Dayin lives in the city, since this shopkeeper can hide in Shanghai Bund where fish and dragons are mixed, there must be something special about him.

Ming Lou walked up to him, pushed the door open and entered.

On the table at the door was a candlestick with exquisite patterns and colors, but an ordinary candle that was about to burn out was lit on it.Behind the desk, a kind-hearted old man sat stooped, holding a book that he had flipped through countless times in his hand.

Seeing someone visiting late at night, the old man remained indifferent, and only asked, "What books do you want to buy?"

Minglou opened his mouth, but stopped talking.He didn't know how to describe what he encountered, and he didn't know if he could trust the person in front of him.After struggling for a while, he finally spoke, but his tone was still somewhat hesitant: "Probably... about some uncommon... intractable diseases." He pushed the phone on the bridge of his nose because he was in a hurry to go out. Glasses, as if he is a doctor troubled by illness.

The old man glanced at him, and only pointed to the depths of the room.

"Innermost, go find it yourself."

Minglou breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the rows of bookshelves as he said, to look through the rare books that were hardly in circulation in the market.

Being in a place where the sun cannot be seen, and sinking my heart to search for it, time naturally passes faster.

Minglou kept browsing through the books.In the process of flipping through, he really saw some unbelievable and unheard of diseases in some ancient books.

He looked at these symptoms that he had never thought of before, and saw the final result, and he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.He also vaguely hoped that he could find a conclusion that fit his own situation, so that he could make plans early.

Minglou kept looking for it, but he never found it.When he was dazzled and ready to give up, he was attracted by a book with exquisite and elegant packaging.

Read another one.Thinking this way, Ming Lou picked up the mysterious book.

Minglou's gaze became bewildered, and he stood there holding the last book he opened, feeling uncertain in his heart.He carefully read the contents of the book again.Suddenly he closed the book with a "snap" and strode to the door, only to find that the old man had fallen asleep.

He took out his wallet, took a stack of banknotes, put them on the table without counting them, turned around and went out the door.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind blowing Minglou became more awake. He collected himself and looked up at the sky, only to find that the eastern sky had already turned white. He gave a wry smile, and hurriedly headed towards the Ming Mansion.

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As a nagging procrastinator, I actually wrote the main line in Chapter 3!Praise me! x

I feel that the behavior of the eldest brother is still normal. After all, whoever encounters this kind of thing will subvert the rhythm of the world view. The eldest brother is already very calm x

I promise!Try not to ooc_(:з」∠)_