Mr. always refuses to divorce

The rain lived up to the rainstorm warning issued by the Meteorological Bureau. It only subsided for a while in the middle of the night, and then returned early the next morning. It didn't feel bad for the working parties who work from [-] to [-] or even late to [-].

Fortunately, the drainage system of the city's main roads is still reliable, and it is not difficult for vehicles to travel.

Nan Yue parked the car on the roadside closest to the flower shop as much as possible.

Jiang Jingbai shook open the umbrella leaf, said goodbye to Nan Yue, and was about to get out of the car when he realized that something was wrong this morning.

He stopped opening the door and turned to look at the other party.

Nan Yue held the steering wheel, didn't say a word in response to him, just looked at Jiang Jingbai in silence.

Jiang Jingbai received the hint in his gaze, and a small firework exploded in his mind instantly.

He clenched the handle of the umbrella, held his breath and leaned over to invite Nan Yue to kiss him.

With the lessons learned from the good night kiss, Jiang Jingbai kissed slowly and carefully this time, for fear of being beaten back by Nan Yue.

The two lips parted.

Jiang Jingbai looked up at him, just like a serious student who was detained by the teacher for homework.

Teacher Nan's small eyes on Shang Jiang gave him the illusion that he was a teacher in vain and bullying others.

"Go." Nan Yue let him go.

Jiang Jingbai breathed a sigh of relief, and then got out of the car with an umbrella.

The rain was so heavy that when it hit the ground, the water splashed up, and Jiang Jingbai's trousers were wet after he took a few steps.

He turned his head before entering the store, put the umbrella pole over his shoulders, and waved at Nan Yue from a distance. His smile was a little hazy in the rain, but the slightly red face around his face didn't seem to be affected.

Nan Yue looked at the smiling face through the window, and was in a daze when he drove away.

What happened last night was like a big dream, and now night and day come and go, everything is still running on the right track.

-

On rainy days, the traffic is low, and the flower shop is rarely deserted until the afternoon, and basically only runs online sales.

When business is not busy, Jiang Jingbai is always happy to let the employees have fun and relax.

Except for a few florists who had orders in hand, all the shop assistants who had finished handling chores gathered together to laugh and gossip, and the atmosphere was even more lively than when customers came to the door.

It was windy and rainy today, and several female shop assistants deliberately wore shorts and short skirts that exposed their calves. Although they didn't have the trouble of getting their pants wet by the rain, the topic of who lost weight and how thin it was was still very annoying.

Lin Jiajia is very self-aware about her lack of willpower to lose weight and shape herself. She enters the left ear and exits the right ear. After hearing a few words, she starts to lose interest.

She turned to the dressing room, and took two bags of sunflower seeds from her locker. After about four or five minutes, when she came out, she saw Jiang Jingbai standing outside, helping the nail salon next door to put away the slant where the umbrella cloth was blown awning.

The wind was blowing right now, not at the same level as in the morning, half of the frame of the awning was crooked, blown by the wind as if it was going to collapse immediately.

The small staff of the nail salon held an umbrella for him, just to protect the upper bodies of the two of them from getting too wet.

And Jiang Jingbai raised his hands and raised his head to wrestle with the awning, the water dripped down his arms, and a small piece of his chest was wet.

Lin Jiajia was dumbfounded: "When did he go out?"

"Just now." Someone explained, "The people from the store next door couldn't put it away for a long time. They came in and asked if we could help, and the store manager followed."

The nail shop next door is no different than their flower shop, it's a very small one, the weather is too bad today, the female boss didn't come, and the remaining two manicurists are not tall, barely reaching the tent stand on tiptoe, unable to use their strength.

"It has long been seen that their awning has a light frame, and they didn't put it away in advance when it rained so heavily." Lin Jiajia said angrily, "It's not fun if it hits someone."

After she finished complaining, Jiang Jingbai also came in with an umbrella.

"How do you feel when your pants are wet to your knees?" Lin Jiajia picked up a tissue box and threw it to him. "I think you haven't been sick in the first half of the year. You are so comfortable that you are really uncomfortable."

Jiang Jingbai's body resistance is not very good, there are both congenital and acquired reasons, although he is not so weak, but if he is not careful, he will suffer from minor illnesses for a few days.

Jiang Jingbai took out a few pieces of paper, pressed them on his clothes to absorb water, and smiled: "I'm uncomfortable, it's better than letting the girls in the store look for it."

After hearing what he said, Lin Jiajia remembered that Xiao Zhang and the others had dispatched the goods, and now all the staff left in the store were female shop assistants.

She shrank her neck while clutching the melon seeds, and said poorly, "I suggest that you stop saying such boyfriend-like things in the future. It was very touching to hear it, but thinking about you being crooked will hurt your feelings."

Jiang Jingbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry to look at her, bent down and unscrewed the rainwater from his trouser legs, making sure that there wouldn't be too many water stains left by walking, and then walked into the store with confidence.

Lin Jiajia walked over to him with melon seeds, and asked him in a low voice, "The comic exhibition in Yaodu is coming soon, how are you preparing?"

Jiang Jing's white shoulders and legs were stuck to the wet cloth, and the air conditioner was a little cold.

He turned the windshield to another direction: "Yan Youming has a discrepancy in the pattern on the hilt, and the studio has already reworked it. It is said that it can be shipped in the next two days, so it should be no problem."

Yan Youming is the name of the leading actor in "Duo She"

"Come on, big brother~" Lin Jiajia clenched his fist at him artificially, "Whether I can break through the dimension wall and see the husband of my dream, it depends on you~"

Jiang Jingbai was shocked by her coquettish tone: "You can change [-] husbands a year."

"Can this be my fault? Who can resist the charm of a paper man?" Lin Jiajia threw the melon seed husks into the trash can, "Unless I have a genuine husband at home."

Speaking of her husband, Lin Jiajia thought of another important question: "By the way, you have to stay at least three days to go to the demon."

Jiang Jingbai responded, "En."

"Did you tell Nan Yue?"

"not yet."

"What are you going to make up?"

Jiang Jingbai was busy mixing the nutrient solution into the clean water according to the ratio, so he didn't bother to raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the scale: "...I haven't figured out the details yet, let's talk about it later."

He mixed the nutrient solution, soaked the flower mud in the water, went around to pick the flower stand, and filled the flower material tube next to the workbench when he came back.

"Didn't you finish all the orders you were in charge of?" Lin Jiajia asked curiously, "I remember you didn't have an appointment for the evening, why are you so busy."

"Well," Jiang Jingbai cut the flower paste and spread it into the bottom of the rattan basket with a waterproof membrane on the inner wall. "This is not a customer's order."

"Training?" Lin Jiajia guessed, but it didn't feel right.

What Jiang Jingbai took were very fresh flowers, the buds were not yet blooming, they were pretty and lovely, it was a waste to use them for hand practice, it was not in line with Jiang's usual virtuous style.

"No," Jiang Jingbai smiled shyly, "I just made an order for myself."

"The order you placed for yourself?" Lin Jiajia didn't turn her head, "What do you mean?"

Why didn't she understand.

Jiang Jingbai: "...for Nan Yue."

Lin Jiajia suffered from an internal injury, and she couldn't bear the melon seeds: "How can you bear it, Manager Jiang, the whole store works hard and diligently. It was already miserable enough to eat dog food when Nan Yue came to pick you up, but you still have to do it in public today!" Sending flowers, hurting the general public?"

"I didn't intend to give flowers in public." Jiang Jingbai focused on the flower arrangement, and answered very prevaricatedly.

Lin Jiajia also caught a glimpse of the delivery receipt he printed for herself, the address was Yushui Apartment, and the time was [-]:[-] pm.

Her teeth ached from the romance of married people.

Jiang Jingbai thought about matching the colors, Lin Jiajia leaned next to him and cracked sunflower seeds, and asked after he finished his work, "It's so good, why did you suddenly think of sending him flowers?"

The water droplets attached to the flower stems touched his hands, and it felt cool, which reminded Jiang Jingbai of the temperature in Nanyue's palm last night.

The corner of his mouth raised lightly: "It's an apology."

"Apologize?" Lin Jiajia was startled.

Jiang Jingbai's temper is as gentle as a bunny jellybean, as far as she knows, there has never been anyone who can be irritated by him.

Lin Jiajia was about to ask in detail, when the wind chimes welcoming guests, which had been quiet for almost a whole day, jingled suddenly.

"Hi, old grandma's private bakery." The delivery man stopped at the doormat with a large delivery box, and reported himself, "Excuse me, Jiang Jingbai, is Mr. Jiang there? The dessert you ordered has been delivered."

Jiang Jingbai looked over blankly: "Hello, I am...but I didn't order dessert."

The other party received a response, opened the delivery box on the spot, took out two stacked intact cartons, and handed it to him together with the receipt: "A customer named Nan Yue ordered it for you. If the information is confirmed to be correct, please You sign for it."

Nan Yue?

Jiang Jingbai was stunned for a moment, took a look, and looked up, and Nan Yue's name was really printed on it.

"These desserts are recommended to be eaten as soon as possible. If they are refrigerated for too long, they will affect the taste." The deliveryman reminded.

"Okay." Jiang Jingbai confirmed the receipt and returned the form, "Thank you for your hard work."

The delivery man smiled and said, "Where is it, thank you for your patronage."

When the people left, Lin Jiajia patted the lid of the dessert box with a complicated expression: "You send flowers, and he sends food... What kind of fairy operation are you husband and wife doing?"

Jiang Jingbai: "..."

"Who will apologize to whom? Who is sorry to whom?" Lin Jiajia cried because of the sweet smell wafting from the paper box.

But she soon became short-mouthed and couldn't care less about crying.

Nan Yue ordered a lot of desserts.

Various flavors of cupcake, mousse, mille-feuille, etc., the portion is small, but there are many types.

The old grandmother is a well-known bakery in this city, so it goes without saying about the taste.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't finish eating by himself, so he invited other people in the shop to share it together.

He sent a message to Nan Yue: [Thank you, the cake is delicious. ]

Behind it is a little rabbit sticking out of the wall, smiling and heartfelt.

Nan Yue was probably busy, and it took almost an hour before he replied: [Just like it. ]

Jiang Jingbai: [I couldn't finish eating so much, so I ate with Jiajia and the others. ]

Nan Yue: [Yes. ]

Jiang Jingbai laughed at the word "um".

Ever since he knew Nanyue's ineloquence, these short "um" and "good" all changed in his eyes.

He was not in a hurry to put the phone away, and swipe the screen with his thumb to flip up and down. He originally wanted to check the previous chat records of the two, but found that the status prompt of "typing" appeared on the chat window.

Jiang Jingbai pulled the interface back to the bottom, but did not see any new news from Nanyue.

I was typing over there for half a minute, stopped for a while, then typed for another ten seconds, and stopped again.

It seems that I am trying my best to put that somewhat hard "um" on top, but I really can't get my favorite content.

Jiang Jingbai watched the status prompts appear and disappear, his eyes were brightly reflected by the screen.

He typed a few words: [Come on, work hard, see you tonight. ]

The duration of typing is significantly shortened.

Nan Yue: [OK. ]

Nan Yue: [See you tonight. ]

-

The rain showers are short, come and go quickly, and the rainfall is uncertain.

In the afternoon, there were several waves going down from time to time, and when Jiang Jingbai and Nan Yue returned home, they stopped slowly.

The two had dinner, and it was about 5 minutes before eight o'clock.

Jiang Jingbai was a little embarrassed, uncharacteristically did not take care of the pile of precious flowers and plants on the balcony, hugged his clothes and hid in the bathroom to take a shower.

Nan Yue didn't think too much, after cleaning up the kitchen, he took out some seasonal fruits from the refrigerator, and planned to cut them into fruit plates.

He went down with a knife, and just cut the dragon fruit down the middle, when the doorbell of the apartment was rang from the outside.

Nan Yue opened the door.

There was a familiar face outside the door, he had seen it several times in Jiang Jingbai shop.

"Good evening, Mr. Nan," said the other party with a dark complexion, holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers in his arms, and he smiled honestly and honestly, "I'm sorry, the car ran out of gas halfway, so I went around to refill it , maybe a few minutes late."

Nan Yue acquiesced that he was looking for Jiang Jingbai, nodded politely, and let him in sideways: "Wait a minute, he is taking a bath."

"Bath? The store manager? Ah, I'm not here to look for him." The other party held flowers in both hands and handed them to Nan Yue, "Here, your flowers."

The expression on Nan Yue's face was similar to Jiang Jingbai's expression when he saw the dessert delivery man.

He was startled: "... mine?"

"Yes, the store manager asked me to send it. I haven't been in the store much during the day, but when I came, I heard from the deputy store manager and the others that the store manager put the flower carefully, and I have been thinking about it all afternoon." He laughed a few times, "It's not too early now, so I won't go in and disturb you. It's all my own store, so there's no need to say those kind words to the customers, and please say hello to the store manager for me."

Nan Yue held the bouquet of flowers and stood in the porch, unable to react for a while.

He reached out and touched the shy buds that were about to bloom, and pulled out a circular greeting card of original color from the brimming flower clusters.

There is a line of neat and elegant small characters written on it: [To my dear Mr. Nan. ]