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It was only five days, and Song Rongzhen had never felt such a long time.

Live like a year.

Simply deeply understand.

On Friday night, the same subject research group had a dinner party, but Song Rongzhen turned it down, and rushed back to Binhai day and night, but didn't go home, and went straight to Lu Wanyu's flower shop.

It was nine o'clock in the morning outside the flower shop, and it was not yet the opening time. Song Rongzhen rang the doorbell several times but got no response, and his mood gradually became heavy. At the end, he simply threw away his luggage and raised his hand to knock on the door, "Wan Yu, Lu Wanyu , I know you're inside, open the door! Open the door, don't hide!"

However, still no response.

The square in front of the flower shop was sparsely populated. This was originally the back entrance of the movie theater, so the traffic was not too large.

After knocking for more than ten minutes, no one answered the door, but seeing that the flower shop was neatly arranged and the flower arrangement containers on the shelves were not put away, they probably didn't leave.

Lu Wanyu didn't return to the flower shop until 10:30. There were a few custom-made vases and flower plates that needed to be picked up from the workshop in person. After talking with the boss there for a while, it was too late to come back.

When she got off the car, she saw the man squatting in front of the flower shop like an abandoned pet. Lu Wanyu paused, and took down the things she bought.

Seeing him, Song Rongzhen ran over like a convulsion and reached out to hug him, but was stopped by his indifferent eyes.

Putting the box on the door and getting up to open the door, Song Rongzhen grabbed his hand and asked, "You, why didn't you answer my phone call or text message, I thought you left—"

Lu Wanyu bent down to pick up the box, and asked indifferently, "Why should I leave?"

Song Rongzhen moved his lips and lowered his head guiltyly.

Lu Wanyu ignored him and started preparing to open the shop.

In the midsummer season, business was light during the day, Lu Wanyu sat at the counter after tidying up the storefront to see if there was any news from the online store, and he didn't ask what Song Rongzhen did after he took the luggage upstairs.

At noon, Song Rongzhen finished cooking and went downstairs to ask him to eat, only to find that he had already ordered takeaway.

As soon as the takeaway lunch box was opened, Song Rongzhen quickly walked up to him and took away the chopsticks and lunch box from his hand, "I cooked the food, go up and eat it, the food outside is not clean."

Lu Wanyu looked at him expressionlessly, "I want to look at the store, I don't have time to go up."

"Then I'll look after the shop for you, and you'll come down after you've finished eating." Song Rongzhen pulled him up and pushed him out of the counter without any doubt.

Lu Wanyu looked at him angrily, "This is my storefront, you, you, you go!"

He didn't want to quarrel with people, but this person was so aggressive!

"Or should I carry you up?" Song Rongzhen knew that he was not someone who would pester people endlessly, so he asked in a firm tone.

Lu Wanyu bit her lip, turned around and went upstairs angrily.

Song Rongzhen sat down with a headache, took off his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. With his appearance, it might be difficult to untie the knot in his heart.

Hey, I can only take one step at a time.

After night fell, Lu Wanyu picked out not-so-fresh flowers and set up a stall in the square to sell them at a discount. There were several large residential areas around, and people who came to blow up the air conditioner at night would be willing to pay for a flower or two when they returned home. Go back and put it at home.

It can’t be said that I made a lot of money, but I didn’t lose money.

Moreover, today, because of Song Rongzhen's presence, the flowers sold out very quickly, and most of them were single girls who asked him for his contact information.

As a result, the guy not only didn't give it, but turned around and pointed to Lu Wanyu's shop, saying that he lived here and asked them to patronize more.

Hey, forget it, it can be regarded as helping the flower shop to do marketing.

The stall was closed early, and the house is very stuffy now, so Lu Wanyu reluctantly said to Song Rongzhen: "I want to drink something, I invite you."

Thanks to him, the flowers sold quickly and at a high price, so I made a small profit today.

Song Rongzhen rushed back from the United States and didn't sleep all day and night. He was actually very tired, but it was rare for people around him to speak.

The two sat down at the cold drink shop on the second floor of the shopping mall. Song Rongzhen ordered a cup of salted lemon tea, and Lu Wanyu ordered a cup of silk stocking milk tea. When it was time to pay, Song Rongzhen ordered another durian cake.

Lu Wanyu glared at him angrily. The durian cake is freshly made and very expensive. A small leaf costs 30 yuan.

Song Rongzhen was still there and didn't know that Chai Migui was a little proud.

Forget it, I ordered everything, and it's hard to cancel.

It was relatively late at this time, there was no one in the store, and quiet music was playing.

It didn't take long for the cold drink to be delivered, and there was an extra mango pie.

Song Rongzhen looked at the list in his hand and called the waiter, "Hi, we didn't order this."

The clerk smiled slightly, pointed to the workshop and said, "I know, our sister Bingbing sent you off, handsome guy. Don't be too polite, let's exchange WeChat later."

A tall and beautiful beauty at the cash register waved to Song Rongzhen.

Song Rongzhen smiled awkwardly but politely, feeling a little bitter in his heart, and glanced at Lu Wanyu secretly, only to see that he was swiping his phone with his head down while holding milk tea, not looking at them at all.

Hey, yes, why would he care?

Pushed the mango pie down in front of Lu Wanyu, "Here, you eat."

Lu Wanyu turned her back to him and said coldly, "I'm allergic to mangoes."

Song Rongzhen was stunned, as if there was such a thing, it seemed that when he was in high school, he went out to play once and gave him mango juice, but he got a rash all over his body when he went back.

How come you forgot such an important thing.

I had no choice but to digest it myself.

After eating other people's food, of course they exchanged contact information in the end.

Lu Wanyu didn't express any opinion during the whole process, Song Rongzhen was miserable.

On the way back, Song Rongzhen carefully said to him: "Don't worry, I won't contact her. She looks like a high school student, and I won't be so dishonest, haha."

Lu Wanyu walked towards the entrance of the shopping mall, heard the words, and asked casually, "Then why are you looking for Liu Xiao?"

Song Rongzhen immediately became dumb, Lu Wanyu didn't ask any more questions, and the two of them didn't talk until they got home.

It was too hot, so I turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom when I got home.

Song Rongzhen cleaned the upstairs very well during the day, and there was no need to tidy up, so Lu Wanyu took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Song Rongzhen stayed in the bedroom alone and was so tired that he lay down on the bed.

As for the question that was not answered just now.

it's actually really easy.

He just wanted to drive away the people around him.

He can't have others around him, he can only have his own place!

Song Rongzhen knew that his actions and thoughts were abnormal, but what could he do, who told him to be so defenseless——

Unknowingly fell asleep, woke up the next morning, covered with an air-conditioning quilt, Lu Wanyu was sleeping next to her.

Looking at the childish face after falling asleep, Song Rongzhen smiled, at least, he didn't go to sleep on the sofa.

So be it, the rest of your life is long, and there is plenty of time to make up for past mistakes.

Lu Wanyu didn't wake up until eight o'clock. When she got up, she found that Song Rongzhen had washed yesterday's clothes and mopped the floor. There was breakfast on the table in the living room.

After taking a piece of baked bread and going downstairs, the kid actually opened the door, and there were guests!

Glancing at the man surrounded by little girls, Lu Wanyu left the stairs and returned to the living room to continue eating.

After eating breakfast slowly, I packed the kitchen and went downstairs.

The courier brother in charge of delivering the goods just arrived, Lu Wanyu counted the quantity and moved it into the flower shop.

Yingying and Yanyan around Song Rongzhen almost dispersed, and came over to help him unpack.

Seeing that half of the petals of the flowers he took out were scattered, Lu Wanyu stopped in time, "You'd better sit at the counter, I'll do it myself."

Song Rongzhen looked at the petals all over the ground, and didn't dare to defend himself, so he got up and went back to his seat to sit.

After a while, Lu Wanyu took an apron and handed it to him, "Here, try it on and see if it fits you well."

"Ah, it's right, it's right." He took it with both hands and nodded repeatedly.

Wow, this is the first time Lu Wanyu gave him something.

Lu Wanyu glared at him, "Put it on, try it on!"

It's suitable even if you don't even wear it on your body!

"Oh, good." Song Rongzhen unpacked the apron and put it on, but there was a problem with the belt, "Well, Wan Yu, I can't tie a knot."

"Can't you tie your sneakers?" Lu Wanyu felt incredible.

Song Rongzhen looked at him innocently, "I don't know how to backhand, I have been since I was a child."

There was no other way, so Lu Wanyu had no choice but to reach out to take it and tie a bow on his back for him.

After putting it on, I turned around and saw that the size of the apron was a little small. A man with a height of 190 cm was wearing a cartoon blue plaid apron with a raccoon bear printed on it.

The female customer picking flowers in the store looked at him quietly and whispered with a blushing face.

"Is it tight?" Lu Wanyu asked, seeing that the collar of his shirt was crooked by the strap of the apron, she naturally tiptoed to help him get the strap under the collar.

Song Rongzhen was startled by him and leaned back, causing Lu Wanyu to lose her balance and throw herself on him.

Song Rongzhen hugged his waist in a hurry to stabilize his figure.

The customers in the store exclaimed aloud, then lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

The hands clamped around his waist were like two pairs of pokers, which made Lu Wanyu almost jump up. He pulled his hands away, retreated, and said with a blushing face, "Go, go, there seems to be some new news just now."

After talking, I went to the back to continue arranging flowers.

Song Rongzhen pinched the palm of his hand reluctantly, and found that his waist was very thin, and his hands could be easily closed together, and the hand feeling was not bad.

Maybe it’s really the handsome guy effect. Today, the whole flower shop seems to be covered with a layer of gold, shining golden light. There is an endless stream of young customers who come to buy flowers. Even flower varieties that have not been sold in the flower shop are sold The number of small potted plants hanging on the wall on weekdays has also decreased a lot.

It's like the mascot of the store.

After placing an order online for the next day's goods, Lu Wanyu was a little excited when he saw the day's income on the ledger.

"Wan Yu, are you ready? Come up for dinner."

It was only eight o'clock in the evening, and the flower shop closed, which was unprecedented.

Lu Wanyu turned off the lights on the first floor and went upstairs.

They cook four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables.

Lu Wanyu sat down, Song Rongzhen served him a bowl of rice, and said, "I'm on the plane at 01:30 in the middle of the night, and I'm leaving after dinner. Don't be too tired if you stay at home alone."

Lu Wanyu was stunned for a moment, but did not answer, and buried her head in her meal.

Dinner for two men, simple and quick.

Song Rongzhen had to leave after dinner, so he couldn't go out for a stroll tonight. Lu Wanyu came out of the shower and had nothing to do, so she went to the kitchen and saw Song Rongzhen making dumplings.

There are already several plates on the table.

"What do you pack so much for?" asked strangely.

However, by the way, how can he be so proficient at cooking as the young son of a top consortium family in Binhai?

He didn't know that after Song Rongjin threw Song Rongzhen to the United States six years ago, he cut off his pocket money for three years, forcing him to work to earn living expenses by himself. Steamed buns can last for several days.

"Put it in the refrigerator and freeze it. If you don't have time to cook at noon, you can cook it directly. It will be ready in 10 minutes."

Only the last few are left.

Seeing him bending over to make dumplings, Lu Wanyu felt a tightness in his chest for a moment, and turned around silently to leave the kitchen.

Song Rongzhen cleaned the kitchen, froze the dumplings and went back to the bedroom, saw her luggage on the floor, Lu Wanyu sat cross-legged on the bed watching TV, saw him come in, and said: "I packed your things, let's go .”

After finishing speaking, I suddenly realized that I was chasing someone away by saying this, so I stopped talking about other things and pretended to watch TV seriously.

Song Rongzhen came over and squatted down to hold his hand, and told him: "Eat well by yourself, don't order takeaway, it's unhygienic. I'll send you a text message and answer it, and I'll answer the phone call."

Lu Wanyu impatiently withdrew her hand from his hand, picked up the remote control and switched channels irritably.

Seeing his face getting more and more ugly, Song Rongzhen had no choice but to get up and grab his chin, and kissed him hard, "I'm leaving, wait for me to come back!"

After the kiss, he let go of the man and picked up his backpack to go out. A pillow was thrown from behind him. Looking back, he saw that the man had turned his head to watch TV, as if the pillow that fell on the ground had grown wings and flew over.

Bending down, picking up the pillow and walking back.

Lu Wanyu simply turned her back to him, bent her legs and hugged her knees, like an abandoned cat.

Song Rongzhen opened his arms and hugged him again from behind, closed his arms, and saw Lu Wanyu biting his lips, lowered his eyelids, and whispered, "Wanyu, don't be angry with me."

Lu Wanyu turned her head to avoid the tip of his nose, "Song Rongzhen, don't come."

"No!" Song Rongzhen closed his eyes uncomfortably, "I can agree to anything else, but this is not the case! Wan Yu, I found you, so I won't leave again!"

"If you don't find it, can't you just pretend that nothing happened and you haven't seen anything?" Childish and naive words.

Song Rongzhen smiled, rubbed his earlobe, and said, "You know, Wan Yu, there are no ifs in this world."

If the assumption is true, how could there be a period of entanglement between him and him.

"wait me back."

After asking again in a low voice, Song Rongzhen finally left, leaving Lu Wanyu curled up on the bed and unable to sleep all night.

Since then, Song Rongzhen has started the life of a trapeze artist, flying back to China every Friday, and then flying to the United States overnight on Sunday night.

Lu Wanyu seemed to be gradually getting used to his presence, and would occasionally prepare some snacks to fill his stomach when he came back.

In the hot summer season, the sun is burning like fire, and it is also the season with frequent typhoons.

There will be a super typhoon land tomorrow, and this place is very close to the eye of the typhoon. The neighborhood committee specially came to publicize and ask all shops not to open tomorrow, and stay at home and don't go anywhere.

Lu Wanyu closed the door at nine o'clock in the evening, and pulled down the roller shutter door that was not usually used.

Song Rongzhen probably won't be able to come back tomorrow, the weather is so bad, the flight to the US must also be suspended.

The last message over there was also wailing about flight cancellations.

Finally a quiet weekend.

Lu Wanyu decided to close the door tomorrow and sleep in for a day.

I was bored while watching TV at night, and remembered that Song Rongzhen bought a lot of Haagen-Dazs ice cream at the same time last week when he bought vegetables. He dared to buy such expensive things by the dozen. I can afford it.

Haha, it's cheap for me!

I first took two boxes of small ones out and felt unsatisfactory after eating them, so I went to get three boxes out, and by the way, I took out the nuts that I hadn’t eaten much in the cupboard, crushed them and mixed them into the ice cream.

Well--

Simply the pinnacle of life!

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, watching TV and eating, I don’t remember when I fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, there was lightning, thunder, and strong winds outside, and the heavy rain hit the glass with crackling noises. Lu Wanyu felt a little cold, so she pulled up the blanket around her waist and covered her body. In a daze, through the lightning that shone into the window, she saw a The pitch-black figure stood in front of him, and he didn't react at first, but when the black figure lowered his head and approached him, he suddenly jumped up and screamed in fright, "Ghost!!"

Pushing the black shadow away with hands and feet, riding on him, punching and kicking, "Ghost ghost!!! Kill you, kill you!!!"

"Wow, Wan Yu, Wan Yu, don't hit me, it's me, it's me, Song Rongzhen!"

Lu Wanyu stopped and ran to the wall to turn on the light in the living room, and saw the soaked man lying on the ground with his head in his hands, surrounded by empty ice cream boxes.

"Song Rongzhen?!" Lu Wanyu looked at the clock on the wall in disbelief. At three o'clock in the morning, "You, couldn't you get on the plane? How did you come back?"

Song Rongzhen got up from the ground and saw that he was only wearing a loose T-shirt, and he seemed to be wearing nothing underneath. His slender white legs were exposed, and immediately sprayed nosebleeds, "You, why are you dressed like this? What should I do if I see it?"

"Go and put my pants on!"

Lu Wanyu rolled her eyes and lifted the hem of her T-shirt, "I'm wearing shorts, okay?"

It is still the most conservative boxer shorts, which are shorter and smaller, with a round belly button showing the hem of the clothes.

Song Rongzhen's nosebleeds became more violent now, and he kept yelling: "Put it down! Put down the clothes for me!"

Lu Wanyu didn't bother to pay attention to him. Seeing that the floor was covered with water from the stairs to the floor of the living room, she threw the tissue box to him, "Don't allow nosebleeds to flow on the floor, and you must mop the floor before going to bed."

After finishing speaking, he hiccuped and went back to the bedroom. It was late at night, and no one was allowed to sleep.

Song Rongzhen got the news that the flight was cancelled, so she changed the plane to the next city, flew back overnight and then rushed back by bus overnight, but was beaten up as a ghost.

Really, how aggrieved and how aggrieved.

After taking a shower and mopping the floor, there was a strong wind blowing outside the house, and Song Rongzhen scratched his freshly dried hair, feeling a little dizzy.

Should not catch a cold.

Shrugged indifferently, walked into the bedroom, and saw that Lu Wanyu had already slept in the dark, the rain was heavy outside, and the room was stuffy, Lu Wanyu only put a sheet on his stomach, and his bare legs were exposed. outside.

Song Rongzhen looked down and decided to reward this good brother who accompanied him on the long journey.

Lu Wanyu was soundly asleep, kicked her legs, "Rong Zhen, don't make trouble."

Hearing the sweet voice, Song Rongzhen immediately turned into a wolf.

……

"I love you, Wan Yu."

After the end, the exhausted Song Rongzhen fell on the bed with Lu Wanyu in his arms. Lu Wanyu was panting for a long time and couldn't recover.

After a while, the weight on his body was too heavy, Lu Wanyu pushed him, "Song Rongzhen, you are so heavy, get off."

"Well—" Song Rongzhen left his body and lay down on the side in a daze.

The bed was messed up, the covering and sleeping sheets had to be changed, but my body was so weak, so I crumpled up the sheets and threw them on the floor. I also took two sheets from the closet and put one under my body One covers the body.

When Song Rongzhen was asked to move his body to spread the sheets for him, he snorted twice and did not move.

Lu Wanyu was startled when he felt his body was hot, and quickly touched his forehead, he had a fever!

No wonder just now—so hot inside—

Lu Wanyu blushed and cursed in a low voice: "It serves you right!"