Jinmu Qingli

Looking at the back of the man going away, the scent of hyacinth flowers also went away.When Mu Qing came back to his senses, he was already far away.

"Hey you----"

The shop owner looked at Mu Qingli's leaving back, and wanted to stop him and ask if there was anything he needed help with, but before he could finish speaking, Mu Qingli had already disappeared with the noise outside the door.

"This boy is really strange." The shopkeeper said, looking at Mrs. Brown with a smile.

"You're right, it's just that he looks familiar to me." Mrs. Brown rubbed the delicate petals of roses with her fingertips, looking at the back of the crowd, the feeling of indifference and alienation made her feel familiar. feel.

"He seems to be Chinese. You may have seen it when you traveled to China." The owner smiled and helped Mrs. Brown pack the dewy roses.

"Maybe."

Mu Qingli was walking on the side of the bustling road, London, England is currently recruiting for the Royal Army, and anyone who meets the conditions can be admitted.

"Hey man! Can be hired this year!" a burly man said to another man flexing his Hiroshi biceps at the recruiting reception.

"That's for sure! See these muscles? I've been practicing for a whole year!" The man pouted and narrowed his eyes.

"Ha! Remember that Chinese boy last year? He looks so thin, but he was hired by the Royal Army. Are all Chinese people so good?" Speaking of.

"What does his name seem to be...Jan, a boy whose English name is Jan? Hahahaha! A person like him can only be called a boy! His hair has not even grown!" The man was very mocking, and mentioned Jan's name full of disdain.

"Uh,,, well buddy, let's stop talking about this, now we have to rely on China partly for Brexit!" The strong man walked forward with a haha, automatically avoiding such topics, after all British friendship is still very important.

Mu Qingli heard their conversation and looked up at the recruitment reception desk. That Jan sounded very familiar, because Lu Jian's English name was Jan, and the two British guys just said that they were Chinese who came last year. …………

His heart was like an electric shock, he really wanted to see Lu Jian again, but the resolution in the snow was broken, and he tried so hard to keep him, but he didn't keep anyone who shouldn't leave.

The slender eyelashes trembled, concealing the disappointment in his eyes. There were people coming and going on the street, but they were all unfamiliar faces. It was the loneliness of being alone in a foreign land, but he never knew where he made a mistake.

The scent of flowers at the tip of the nose began to gradually dissipate with the crowd.Mu Qingli breathed hard, her body involuntarily followed the remaining fragrance of flowers.He didn't know why he was like this, he didn't think about what would happen even if he reached the source, it was only the momentary thought or impulse that made him still persistently chase to the traffic light.

The troops parading in the streets are well-dressed and well-designed.Some played trumpets, some beat drums, and some held flags, calling on citizens to actively join the army.There are not many Asians among them, but they are also very few.

The green light at the intersection is on.

"This year's recruitment is as lively as previous years." The beautiful woman with a shopping bag said to another woman beside her with a smile in her eyes.

"Yeah! I just like to be lively!"

"No, it should mean that people all over the UK like to be lively!"

"Oh! You're right! Hahahaha..."

There were crowds on the zebra crossing, but it was not so disorderly. The crowd automatically avoided the soldiers who were marching. Various sounds mixed together on the street. Colorful balloons and ribbons were all over the sky, creating a lively scene.

Mu Qingli looked at the crowd and quickened his pace——

"Beep———"

As soon as the foot stepped out, the ear-piercing car horn sounded, and Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat.The wrist was suddenly pulled back by someone, and it slammed firmly into a hard and broad embrace.

"Without them, do I need help in everything I do?"

A cold and neutral voice came, with a familiar feeling straight into the eardrum.

Mu Qingli turned around and took a step back, only to realize that the person who saved him was Lu Jian who had been away for almost a year.It's too embarrassing, it's obvious that they were very good friends before, but now they meet but can't open their mouths, can't say hello.I used to make up homework together after class and fall asleep together in class. At that time, we hit it off and then we fell apart later.

"Mu Qingli, join the army." Lu Jian put his hands into his trouser pockets and looked at Mu Qingli in a daze, his eyes were cold.

"You probably didn't bring anything except money." Lu Jian stood behind Mu Qingli, looking at the busy market, "You're a whole body, why don't you come to the army." Turning her head, she looked at Mu Qing who was motionless Li, he found that the current Mu Qingli was so annoying, he always looked in a daze, as if isolated from the world, as if he didn't care about anything, especially his eyes contained too much...

Ah----

Lu Jian turned her head away from looking at Mu Qingli, he was afraid that she would not be able to resist beating him and scolding him to wake him up.

Mu Qingli pursed his lips lightly, and turned around slowly. The soldier recruitment office on the other side of the street was full of people. He turned his head to look at Lu Jian again, "Okay."

With the final word, Lu Jian looked at the street and breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and said, "Come with me."

Mu Qingli crossed the road behind Lu Jian, and only now did he see that Lu Jian was wearing the military uniform of the Royal British Army. The European military uniform added a lot of masculinity to him. This friend has really changed a lot in the past year.

Presumably he is still working now.

Mu Qingli was led by Lu Jian to the recruitment reception that he passed by just now. The man showing off his biceps and the strong man were walking back.

"Hey! Look! This is the Jan you mentioned! He doesn't look muscular! Hahaha!" The man smiled and said to the strong man beside him.

"Hello, sergeant! You have worked hard today." The strong man did not accept the man's ridicule at Jan, who was promoted to sergeant, but stood upright and greeted him.

"Yeah." Lu Jian nodded politely at the strong man, and glanced at the muscular man sharply from the corner of his eyes. With just one glance, he returned to his usual appearance and led Mu Qingli into the reception area, ignoring the people lining up behind him. .

"Old man, don't talk to me anymore, you muscular and simple-minded pig." The strong man looked at the man beside him who was scared by the sharp look and didn't recover. If he misses him, hurry up. step by step.

"Hey you..." The muscular man looked angrily at the person going away, feeling bitter in his heart.

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Mu Qingli lowered his head to fill in the application form that Lu Jian had just stuffed for him. There were too many questions and details on it. Lu Jian poured a glass of water and drank it by himself. He stood and looked down at Mu Qingli who was filling out the form. Thinking about something.

"All right."

Lu Jian suddenly recovered and saw Mu Qingli took the application form handed over with one hand.

"Come here to report at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." He took a sip of the water in his glass, looked at the content on the application form, and said.

"Okay..." Mu Qingli stood still and looked at Lu Jian for a while, his face could not hide his sadness, and finally he turned around silently and walked out of the reception room step by step.

Lu Jian stopped what he was doing, and from the time Mu Qingli turned around until he walked out of the gate, he had been watching what this old friend had become now.

There was laughter in front of my eyes, "Hey! Boy, this year's recruitment ceremony is so lively, you should also be happy! I will send you a pink balloon, I wish you good luck~" The person in the doll suit smiled and handed over the balloon in his hand To Mu Qingli, when he left, he turned around and waved to Mu Qingli.

Looking at the pink balloon in his hand, Mu Qing pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, feeling much happier. From tomorrow on, his life will change from the pain of the past. Life is always beautiful, and he is easy to be satisfied. It takes a little thing to be happy for a long time.

JoeVen held the hyacinth in his hand, looked at Mu Qing's back away from him, the big bouquet of flowers, the fragrance spread around, many people kept looking at him, it was really attracting bees and butterflies, like a salesman people with flowers.

Thinking of this, Joe Ven couldn't help but sink his face, bypassing the crowd, and walked towards his current temporary residence, The Langham Hotel London.

Mu Qingli smelled the scent of flowers, turned around and saw the man who bought all the hyacinths in the flower shop was walking behind him holding a lot of hyacinths.

JoeVen saw Mu Qingli turn around to see himself, and looked past Mu Qingli towards the hotel gate.

JoeVen's visual estimate is 189, and the small elevator space makes the scent of flowers a bit pungent.Mu Qingli lowered his head to look at the numbers on the elevator buttons, feeling oppressed all over his body, whether it was due to the space or the arrogance of the superior himself.

JoeVen thought that Mu Qingli was just a regular resident of this hotel, but when the elevator reached his room on the top floor, Mu Qingli hadn't gone down yet.

Looking at the person who got off the elevator and walked in front, Joe Ven's eyes could not help but darken.

Mu Qingli took out the key and entered the door, but the hyacinth's flower fragrance was locked out.

Looking at the closed door, JoeVen also walked into a presidential suite opposite Mu Qing's door.The luxurious decoration in cool tones, coupled with his cool aura, made the air pressure in the room drop.

Insert the flowers into a white jade vase, the white flowers and the white vase match, there is something just right.

Joe Ven was lying on the luxurious leather sofa, kneading the white hyacinth petals with his slender fingers, and the dim room was silent for a while.

The author has something to say: Ah!Every time I use my mobile phone to publish, there are always a few hundred words missing, and I have added it again. If you read this chapter without [-] words, please read it again.

It is said that many people want Huaqu to be revived?Don't you guys like JoeVen?

JoeVen: "I heard, you don't like me?"

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back, looking at you with cold eyes, whispering in your ear.