fast food love

"Where did you go last night?" Brother Grasshopper asked vehemently as soon as he entered the door.

"I..." (I went to open a room with someone last night, and I was tired of it until this morning, and I was almost late for work---of course, I can't tell you these things.)

"Called your house yesterday, but no one answered, and the phone couldn't get through." Brother Grasshopper said, "I thought something happened to you."

"Well, I went to my friend's place." I scratched my scalp, "Brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

Brother Grasshopper was a little embarrassed, "It's okay... I just wanted to ask if you got home."

"Oh, that's it." I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is your kid in a relationship?" He glanced at me, and suddenly asked.

(Amazing my brother! This is not just confirmed the relationship last night...)

I was stunned for a moment, not mentally prepared to lie, so I was speechless.

"Okay, the secrecy work is really good!" He patted me on the shoulder, "Remember to treat me to dinner." As he said that, he walked past me, and I didn't even have time to answer "yes".

I returned to my office inexplicably, and before I had time to organize my thoughts, I was blinded by a bouquet of white roses on the table.

I went out and asked Xu Jun, "Who put the flowers on my table there?"

Xu Jun blinked, "The front desk called and delivered it in the morning. It's for you, brother."

I'm a little surprised, Lin Jinghui, this brat, is he still playing with this?I was sent to work early in the morning, and I don't know when I ordered it.It's just sending flowers to a big man, what on earth is he thinking?

When I returned to my seat, such a large bouquet of flowers was too conspicuous. Men and women outside stretched their necks and peeked at me—it was a pity to throw it away, after all, it was his wish.

I thought about it, and found a big pen holder, put the flowers on the windowsill.When working, a faint fragrance came, smelling in the nose, there is a sweet taste.

During the lunch break, Lin Jinghui called. "Hey, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet, what about you?"

"Let's go together then? I'll come pick you up."

Hanging up the phone, my heart is sweet, the feeling of being in love is so good...

Lin Jinghui parked the car downstairs, and when I saw him, I couldn't help muttering, "What kind of flowers should I send? My colleagues are too embarrassed to see it."

Lin Jinghui was confused, "What kind of flower?"

"Just the white roses you sent this morning."

"Someone sent you flowers?" He looked at me, his face changed a little. "I'm sorry, it's not me. I never do this kind of thing."

I was stunned.

Not Lin Jinghui?Who is that?

A name quickly flashed in his mind, and goose bumps all over his body.

"Could it be your ex-friend?" Lin Jinghui asked sourly.

"Don't talk nonsense." I blushed, I was so pure, how could there be so many gun-friends (the only one has become a regular).

"Never mind it! It's always a good thing someone is thinking about it." I pretended to be complacent, "I'll put some pressure on you."

He glanced at me with a smile and took my hand.

When I returned to the office after lunch, the bouquet of flowers changed.The left and right are not pleasing to the eye, so I simply moved to the big trash can in the kitchen and threw it in all at once, and then I let out a long sigh of relief.

The next day, the third day, the fourth day... Every morning, there will be a bouquet of white roses waiting for me quietly on the table.No cards, no messages, I was on my nerves.

Colleagues in the group discussed in private, even Brother Grasshopper looked at me strangely.Xu Jun and those guys who have a good relationship with me even teased and said that I must be lucky.I was really annoyed, so I called the front desk and told the front desk that if someone sent me flowers in the future, I would refuse them all.

I could vaguely guess who the owner behind the flower was.However, as long as I think of that person, I will have a strong sense of resistance, making me unwilling to continue to delve into it.

I know he will show up sooner or later, otherwise what is the purpose of this show now?He is not a person who spends his energy in vain.

I plugged in my mobile power bank, and a short message popped in.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Lin Jinghui, who is caring and warm, I couldn't help smiling.

Recently, he has turned into a chef, offering me various dishes every day like offering treasures.No matter what the taste is, his expectant eyes are already an indispensable appetizer and dessert for me every day.

"Surpriseme." I replied with a classic line from "Ratatouille", letting him play freely.

"Ding", another text message jumped in.

I opened it funny - it was an unfamiliar number.My heart skipped a beat, I had a bad premonition.

"Are you free tonight? I want to invite you to dinner." Gu Jia signed it.

I pondered.I have lost contact with this person for nearly ten years. If I say that I have no more love for me, I will believe it.Is it true that you just want to catch up on the old days?

Thinking about it this way, I finally decided to speak clearly so that there would be no further entanglement.

"Is that you, Chen Li?" The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly surprised. "Are you finally willing to call me?"

"What do you mean?" I said coldly.

"Are you still angry?"

"You sent the flowers, right?" I continued to say with a blank expression, "Please stop making trouble. If you do this, my boyfriend will misunderstand."

There was silence on the phone.

"How have you been all these years?" he asked softly.

"Whether I'm good or not shouldn't be your concern." I frowned, "Gu Jia, let's stop here... We broke up ten years ago, there's really no need to bring up the old things again."

"I just want to see you."

"But I don't want to!" I became excited again unknowingly, this person always has the ability to tease my emotions. "Whether it's friends or anything, we are neither."

"At that time, my dad did too much, and I also..."

I hung up the phone with a snap.

There is no way to make things clear with him, I made a wrong decision.