send flowers to god

An apartment in Z city

This is an understated yet luxurious apartment with high ceilings, vertical floor-to-ceiling windows, and an exquisite wooden spiral staircase.

At this time, in the master bedroom above the spiral staircase, stood two panting people.

"Yexuan, there is only one bed here, what should the two of them do?" Ye Bai hugged Chu Heng and said with his eyes pointing to a big bed in the bedroom.

"Let's sleep together, anyway, they have to sleep together sooner or later, so what's the difference between going to bed early and going to bed late." Ye Xuan put Yan Wuhui on the bed, turned his head and said to Ye Bai who was staring blankly at him.

Thinking of the relationship between the two in the previous life, Ye Bai nodded in agreement.

"They will thank us in the future." After Ye Bai finished speaking, he placed Chu Heng beside Yan Wuhui.

Looking at the two lying side by side, Ye Xuan suddenly thought of a good plan.

"Let's help them take off their clothes too."

"Okay." Yebai nodded vigorously, "Cook the raw rice into porridge."

Afterwards, the two quickly took off the clothes of the two on the bed.

"Okay, you're done." Ye Bai clapped his hands, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Come on, let's go about our own business."

The two walked out of the bedroom very proudly, one after the other.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened, and soon a bright moon rose.

At this time, the two lying on the bed were in a void of memory.

"Wuhui, when will I grow as tall as you?" A boy with long black hair and immature face said looking at the man in a green robe.

"Don't worry, this day will always come." The green-robed man smiled slightly at the boy, "Go, I'll take you to a place."

A gust of wind blew by, and a sea of ​​purple flowers appeared in front of the two of them.Under the pure blue sky, the charming purple and refreshing floral fragrance make people intoxicated.After a long time, some people called these flowers the flowers waiting for love.

"I planted the flowers here myself." Yan Wuhui picked out the most beautiful flowers and handed them to the young man, "From today onwards, every time you grow taller, I will give you a flower."

The boy reached out to take it, smiling brighter than Hua.

Another gust of wind blows.

"Wuhui, are you unhappy today?" The young man held a butterfly with both hands and sat beside the man in green robe.

There was a breeze blowing through the hair of the two of them, and the strands were extremely soft.

"Why do you say that?" the green-robed man turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Because time flies so fast today." The boy let go of his hand, and the butterfly quickly flew to the sea of ​​flowers, "I just saw the sun rise, and now it's about to set again."

Above the mountains, a round of red sun is slowly sinking to the west.

"That's because I want my flowers to grow up quickly." The man in the green robe raised the corners of his mouth, and his flower-like smile was dazzling under the setting sun.

"Why hasn't the moon come out today?" The boy waited for a long time, but the sky was still bright.

"Because my flowers need sunlight."

Another gust of wind blows.

"Wuhui, I'm finally as tall as you." The boy happily hugged the other person's neck.

"This is the last bouquet of flowers for you." The green-robed man put his arms around him with one hand, and handed the flowers to him with the other.

"It would be great if you were in the city of space, then I can send you Brilliant Galaxy." The boy raised his head and said with some regret.

"The brightest galaxy is right in front of me." The man in green robe smiled and lowered his head to kiss the boy's eyes.

Fragments of memory flashed one by one like scenes from a movie.

When dreams are repeated, memories are recycled, and everything returns to its established track.

In the morning, bright sunlight shines through the window.

Chu Heng opened his eyes and found himself being held in someone's arms.

kindness? ? ?

The unfamiliar room, the naked body, and the unprecedented panic made Chu Heng's heart beat faster.

what happened! ! !No, silver hair!Chu Heng raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face.In an instant, the person in front of him overlapped with the person in his dream.

No reply?Looking at the silver hair, Chu Heng stretched out his hand involuntarily.Suddenly Chu Heng seemed to have thought of something, and the hand that was outstretched in the air stopped like this.Everything in front of me seemed a little unusual.After thinking for a while, Chu Heng got off the bed lightly.

Just as Chu Heng walked out of the room, someone on the bed opened his eyes.Yan Wuhui looked at the leaving back and smiled happily. Unexpectedly, his little beauty would still look the same when she grew up.

After Chu Heng walked out of the bedroom, he went straight down the spiral staircase.Spacious and bright space, unique furniture, huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and - a portrait of a feast, the person in the portrait is wearing a green robe, and his long ink-like hair is flowing in the sea of ​​flowers.

Chu Heng stared at the portrait in a daze.

"drop--"

The sudden sound of the doorbell interrupted Chu Heng's chaotic thoughts.

"drop--"

Ringtones are tireless.

Chu Heng opened the door suspiciously.

There was a little brother delivering flowers standing outside the door.

"Hello, is this Mr. Chu Heng?"

"I am." Chu Heng nodded.

"This is your flower, please sign for it."

"Okay, thank you." After signing, Chu Heng took the flower from the other party's hand.

Deja vu flowers and cards.What will it be this time?Chu Heng took the card curiously.

"To me, you are as beautiful as the sunset.

I hope that I am the star that will always shine in your eyes.

Banquet without return”

kindness?What the hell is the other party doing?

"Who sent the flowers?" Suddenly a familiar voice sounded from behind.

Chu Heng was taken aback for a moment, turned a few turns in his mind, and then quietly stuffed the card into his pocket.

"I don't know, maybe it's someone who has a crush on you." Chu Heng turned his head and looked at the man on the spiral staircase with a slight smile.

"Really? You are the one who has a crush on me." Yan Wuhui laughed and said, "Chu Heng, duplicity is not good."

Ever since Chu Heng met Yan Wuhui, his speech seems to have been at a disadvantage.

"Narcissus." Chu Heng said angrily.

"But it's not the daffodils you love." Hearing what the other party said, Chu Heng turned around angrily.

However, thinking of the other party's performance just now, Chu Heng's eyes suddenly darkened.Therefore, someone sent him flowers in the name of "no return for a feast", and it lasted for seven years.

Who will this person be?No one around?

At the same time, a long-haired man appeared in the personal studio of a university in Z city in a flash.

"How is it? Is our meal ready?" Ye Bai put down his brush and looked excitedly at the person who came.

Ye Xuan shook his head; "I don't know, it's probably raw rice."

"There's no rush, anyway, we have plenty of time." Ye Bai calmly picked up the paintbrush, and brushed two strokes of thick green on the white drawing paper.

Soon, an abstract painting was completed.Yebai named him Leaf.

"By the way, today's flowers were sent by you, right?" Ye Xuan glanced at the painting, and then asked in a declarative tone.

"Yeah." Yebai nodded, "To take advantage of the fire."

"Taking advantage of the fire?" Ye Xuan repeated.

"Is it the right one?" Ye Bai raised his head suspiciously.

"That's called striking while the iron is hot." Ye Xuan pressed his head speechlessly, "How did you become a university teacher with your level of education? Did you pay for it?"

"Bah. I was invited here." Ye Bai looked at the other party with disdain, "What do you know, as a painter, what you draw is much more important than what you say, and I am the one who speaks through my works."

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense with you. I have to think of a new way to promote the relationship between the two of you."

Z City Police Department

This is Chu Heng's first day at work after his pilgrimage.

"Welcome back." This is what Lu Yan said.

"Senior brother, you look ruddy, is it that something good is coming?" Yao Qingqing said.

"Xiao Chu, why are your clothes so wrinkled?" Cao Yue said.

Chu Heng was speechless when he heard what the two people behind him said. Couldn't they give him a warm welcome like Lu Yan?

Soon, another person came in behind him.The person who came came with a cold aura, and soon, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly became serious.

When Cao Yue saw the person coming, he immediately went to work: "Leader Yan, according to the information you provided, the military has sent people to blockade Omo Village."

"Is there any news about the Holy Cult?" Yan Wuhui walked straight to his desk without stopping.

"Unfortunately, the Moses organization seems to have disappeared overnight." Cao Yue sighed.

"Team leader, where are those joint contacts in the dark?" Chu Heng asked.

"It's all gone." Cao Yue then sighed.

Hearing the other party's words, Chu Heng frowned unconsciously. The masked person didn't seem like someone who would let it go.

"By the way, senior brother, is the Gate of Eternal Life really just a tree?" Yao Qingqing blinked and asked very curiously.

"Yes." Chu Heng replied calmly.

"Then—the other people who are on the pilgrimage with you—" Yao Qingqing asked in a very low voice, covering her mouth with one hand.

"I was burned to death." Chu Heng lowered his head, feeling helpless and sad.Although the few people had only been together for four days, Chu Heng felt inexplicably as if a century had passed.

The Gate of Eternal Life, the City of Time, Chu Heng really hopes that these are real.

"Oh, I didn't expect such an answer." Yao Qingqing sighed, and then said indignantly, "That Holy Master is really hateful."

"Don't hate it, write the report quickly." Lu Yan turned his head and said to Yao Qingqing who was sitting next to him, "Don't ask me for help again then."

"Brother Lu, why did you come to remind me!" Yao Qingqing frowned, with a sad face.

In the quiet afternoon, someone sent two invitations.

"Boss, it's for you and Chu Heng." Yao Qingqing took it from the guard, "Lu Qingming Charity Auction."

Lu Qingming? !

Yan Wuhui and Chu Heng raised their heads at the same time.

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