miss [rebirth]

Since Fang Zhizhu was given the option not to answer, Fang Zhizhu chose not to answer without any surprise.

Chen Nian didn't feel lost at all, she didn't ask this question to get a love response, she just wanted to tell Fang Zhizhu, I like you so much, I care so much about you.

If Chen Nian was not mistaken, Fang Zhizhu's ears should have been a little red and his eyes a little bright.

——She has received her love, and she may be a little happier today than yesterday.

Nothing is more important than that.

Chen Nian jumped out of the orphanage, climbed into the back seat of his father's car, and the two drove back against the cold night wind.

Dad was not as careful as his mother. Chen Nian was in a good mood and hugged his waist and sang, howling and coughing in the cold wind, like a puppy.Dad didn't say anything, and laughed with her together.

Bought "junk food" at the door of the house, the two went home and ate and drank, making the house a mess.

Chen Nian felt as if she drank alcohol, dizzy, and dizzy in her heart. She lay on the floor and looked at the ceiling, as if she could see Fang Zhizhu's face.

Chen Nian said to his father word by word: "I want to make Fang Zhi laugh."

Dad: "Ah..."

Chen Nian: "She has dimples when she smiles, she looks very good."

Dad: "You observe very carefully. Your mother had prickly dimples when she was young, but now it's gone for some reason..."

Chen Nian: "Fat."

Dad: "Hahahahahahahahaha..."

The two chatted a lot in a mess, and Chen Nian really didn't know what her father, a gentleman, had to talk about with her, a seven-year-old brat.

Maybe it was because she felt the mature soul inside her, or maybe it was because men are so rough in raising children. The next day, Chen Nian told his father not to pick her up again, but his father really didn't come to pick her up.

Chen Nian still carried his small schoolbag, rushed to the orphanage after school, had dinner with Fang Zhizhu, talked to her, fed her some snacks, and then went home happily.

My mother stayed at my grandmother's house for a week. When I came back that night, I heard that Chen Nian now went to the orphanage by himself every day, dragged my father into the house, and chatted for a long time.

Chen Nian has been squatting outside the door waiting, the sound insulation of her room is not bad, the point is that her parents speak in a low voice, she didn't hear anything.

When the door opened, my legs felt a little numb, and I staggered backwards,

Sit down on the ground.

Dad raised his hand to pick her up: "Oh, there's a little eavesdropping mouse here."

Chen Nian twittered: "Our teacher said that communication is very important. Teachers and students need to communicate, parents need to communicate with children. When encountering problems, we need to communicate. When there are no problems, communication can also deepen the relationship..."

Mom pulled her pigtails and walked out: "Do you know how to write the word communication?"

"I know." Chen Nian jumped to her side and stroked her body with his fingers, "I know a lot of words."

Mom looked down at her, hesitating to speak.Dad carried her over and threw her into her small bedroom: "Baby girl, it's time to go to bed."

The child's schedule is really accurate, Chen Nian still wants to chat with his parents, but when he is tired, he is tired, and as soon as he goes to bed, he falls into a deep dream.

There was nothing unusual the next day. Not only did her mother not stop her from continuing to the orphanage, but she also recharged her monthly bus ticket.

Everything seemed to be smooth and smooth, Chen Nian had no more expenses, and the small treasury was used to buy things for Fang Zhizhu.

That day when she was buying goods at the canteen, she saw a bouquet of juicy flowers on the boss's table, her eyes lit up, she pointed at the flowers and asked, "Boss, do you sell this?"

The boss shook his head straight: "Not for sale, not for sale, I just bought this."

Chen Nian asked her, "Then where did you buy it?"

The boss pointed her in the right direction: "There's a flower shop in the street behind, and the new shop is active, but it's still quite expensive, kids, don't spend money indiscriminately."

"Yeah." Chen Nian responded, and ran to the flower shop after leaving the canteen.

Where is spending money indiscriminately, how can there be a girl who doesn't like to spend it.

In the past, there were too many people who sent flowers to Fang Zhizhu, such as precious varieties, a cart of flowers and a garden of flowers, all the romantic tricks you can think of.

It was too late for Chen Nian to know Fang Zhizhu, no matter how hard he tried to catch up, he felt that he was still close.

She once lost to time, but now, she wins at the starting line.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian's calf swung quickly.

She must quickly deliver everything beautiful to Fang Zhizhu's hands without delay.

Chen Nian rushed to the flower shop, it was indeed a new shop opening, with a rich variety inside, rich and fragrant.

The shopkeeper laughed in surprise when he saw Chen Nian: "Ah, where did this pretty girl come from?"

Chen Nian wanted to give her a thumbs up, saying that you really know how to do business.

But she couldn't, she could only look up at her aunt with her innocent round head and said, "Auntie, I want to buy flowers!"

Shopkeeper: "Is it father's gift to mother? Then buy roses."

Chen Nian shook his head vigorously: "No, no."

Shopkeeper: "Is it the parents who want to give it to the teacher? Then I have to buy lilies. Now the teachers like lilies the most."

Chen Nian still shook his head: "No, no."

Shopkeeper: "That's what the children want to give to their parents, let's buy carnations!"

Chen Nian finally regained his temper, and interjected, "Neither of them, it's a big friend giving a child away."

"Ah..." The owner fell into deep thought.

Chen Nian turned his head to look around, and there were the most roses in the shop, the bright red ones, reminding Chen Nian of countless nights when Fang Zhizhuo surrounded her with roses.

But it's not roses now, roses are not the most important thing.

Chen Nian's eyes fell on the daisies in the corner, small white flowers, tender green branches, clustered into soft bunches.

"I want that." Chen Nian pointed.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This is also good. This is a little daisy, pure and flawless, suitable for children. How much do you want to buy? Auntie will wrap it up for you. It will be beautifully wrapped."

Chen Nian asked the price and chose one.

She doesn't have a lot of small coffers, but fortunately, the prices are not high at this time.

The owner chose English newspaper-style wrapping paper, a small bundle with a pale yellow bow, which looked really pretty.

Chen Nian walked out of the flower shop with flowers in his arms, and when he met people on the way, he would always look at her more.

After entering the orphanage, Chen Nian attracted the attention of all adults and children.

Here, there are no relatives, and it is good for the abandoned children to have food and drink. It is a great gift to go to school. Their biggest wish is to eat one more candy and one piece of meat. flower.

In the bare cold winter, Chen Nian hugged a bouquet of fresh daisies, just like the coming spring.

Fang Zhi leaned on the window sill and saw all this.

Now, she waits here every day for Chen Nian's arrival, standing tall and seeing far away, she can even see the street where Chen Nian came over by standing on tiptoe.

Today Chen Nian came a bit late, but Chen Nian came very beautifully.

The angle of overlooking made Chen Niantong's flowers the only bright color in the dark courtyard.

The son once appeared on the dining table in Fang Zhi's house.

Her mother can crochet flowers with wool, and she has crochet beautiful placemats, three, one for each of Fang Zhi, father and mother.

Fang Zhi blinked, tears fell down, blurring Chen Nian downstairs into a mottled light and shadow.

She got down from the window sill, rubbed her eyes with her hands, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

After a while, Chen Nian's footsteps came thumping, every time he ran so fast, every time he couldn't wait.

She knocked on Fang Zhi's door, "Duk Tuk Tuk", and asked Fang Zhi, "What delicious food does my good friend want to eat today?"

Fang Zhi thought that Chen Nian must have said the word "good friend" too much, which made her really feel that Chen Nian was her good friend.

When she left school, she thought she had no friends anymore.

Fang Zhi rubbed her eyes again, wiped away her tears, and then got up to open the door for Chen Nian.

But the moment he opened the door, Fang Zhi knew he had failed, because Chen Nian's eyes fell on her eyes, and he paused for several seconds.

Fang Zhi felt uncomfortable, she turned and went into the house to get the bowls and chopsticks: "It's time to eat."

When turning back again, Chen Nian stuffed the bouquet of flowers in front of her: "Wow, I ate beautiful flowers today!"

Bright flowers with a light fragrance.

There was a hole in Fang Zhi's heart, dripping water dripping down.

She pushed Chen Nian to avoid those flowers: "I don't want it."

Chen Nian was stunned, and asked her: "Why don't you want it again, don't you like it?"

Fang Zhi didn't speak, walked around her and walked out alone.

Chen Nian's enthusiasm was poured with cold water by Doutou. She thought about it carefully, but she didn't think of when Fang Zhizhu didn't like flowers.

She is not allergic to pollen, and she has created a small garden in her villa where flowers bloom in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Her favorite thing is to pick a lot of flower petals and scatter them all over the house.

How can you not like flowers, such beautiful flowers.

Chen Nian looked down at the bouquet of daisies, and then began to look around the room for a vase.

Fang Zhizhu lived in one room alone, and according to Dean Su, it was because she couldn't live with other children.

There are very few things in the house, but fortunately Chen Nian feeds Fang Zhizhu every day these days, and there is a round biscuit jar on her table.

very suitable.

Chen Nianchai

Unwrapped the wrapping paper, inserted the bouquet carefully|into it, and went to pick up the water.

The inserted flowers are placed on the window sill, with a green window frame, which has a kind of old and fresh beauty.

After finishing all this, Chen Nian went downstairs, still smiling, and accompanied Fang Zhizhu to dinner.

It's just that Fang Zhizhu, who finally managed to talk to her a few more words, regained his silence. During the whole process, only Chen Nianbalala spoke dryly.

When leaving, Chen Nian specifically looked at the window.

Daisy was still there, poking out her head cautiously.

Chen Nian tightened his schoolbag, hoping to come tomorrow, they are still there.

She was afraid that Fang Zhizhu would throw away the flowers and ruin them, and she was even more afraid that Fang Zhizhu would never accept the beauty because of the pain.

After school the next day, Chen Nian jumped on the bus to the orphanage early.

After entering the yard, she let out a long sigh of relief.

The daisy is still there, where it was yesterday, fresh and tender.

Chen Nian skipped over to accompany Fang Zhizhu, but Fang Zhizhu didn't mention anything about flower arrangements.

On the third day, the flowers were still there.

On the fourth day, the flowers began to wilt a little.

Chen Nian changed the water for the flowers and cut off the branches. The daisy survived for another two days, and finally it was time to wither.

Chen Nian counted the days, and the little surprise prepared for Fang Zhizhu this day was chocolate.

The previous chocolates could not be given out, so it must be fine now.

As a result, as soon as she entered the courtyard, a child ran up to her, tugged at her sleeve and told her, "Fang Zhi is crying."

Chen Nian was taken aback, and asked her, "Where is Fang Zhi?"

"In the back garden." The child pulled her to the back garden.

Chen Nian grabbed her hand and made her loosen her clothes: "I know the place, I'll go first."

She rushed out, tearing the kid away just because she was afraid of running too fast and bringing her down.

Chen Nian has always been afraid that Fang Zhizhu would be bullied in the orphanage. There are too many children here, and the teachers and dean can't pay attention to every child. Fang Zhizhu's personality is withdrawn, and no one will help her when she is bullied.

Chen Nian ran all the way to the back garden, only to know that Zhuo was indeed there.

She was squatting in the corner of the vegetable garden, her small body was in a ball, Chen Nian looked around, but there was no one else except for a few children playing in the distance.

Chen Nian slowed down and arrived in front of Fang Zhizhu.

Fang Zhizhu was indeed crying. She hugged her knees and buried her face tightly, but her body was still shaking uncontrollably from crying.

Chen

Nian's palm hesitated for a long time, and finally placed it on Fang Zhizhu's back.

Pat again and again gently, soothing quietly.

Finally, Fang Zhi felt that his body stopped shaking, and he also moved.

Chen Nian saw a profile face whose eyes were red from crying, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped.

She seldom sees Fang Zhizhu crying. As an adult, Fang Zhizhu is always smiling. When encountering bad things, she will at most keep a cold face, and then deal with them extremely quickly and methodically.

When Fang Zhizhu cried the most, it was when she was acting. The characters needed it, and the plot needed it. She could cry until the audience burst into tears and their hearts were broken.

Chen Nian also cried when watching these plays, and after crying, he went to Fang Zhizhu to complain, and Fang Zhizhu would comfort her with a smile.

It's all fake, Fang Zhizhu always said so, don't be afraid, it's all fake.

It's true now.

Now Fang Zhizhu, every tear is true.

Chen Nian frantically took out a tissue from her bag, and tentatively touched her cheek.

The tissue was soaked quickly, and Chen Nian's fingertips touched Fang Zhizhu's skin, which was cool and soft.

"It's too cold." Chen Nian said, "It's hard to cry like this."

Fang Zhizhu lowered her head, tears were still falling into the soil, she pointed to the soil and said, "Dead."

Chen Nian looked at Natu and asked her, "What's dead?"

"Flowers..." Fang Zhizhu's voice was hoarse, and she was so choked up that she couldn't say a complete sentence, "Flowers are dead...the flowers are dead..."

Chen Nian was stunned, Fang Zhizhuo looked up at her, his eyes were soaked with tears like misty planets, his brows were furrowed, and even the corners of his mouth drooped sadly.

She said: "People, too, will die, will, die..."

Chen Nian was at a loss, and Chen Nian couldn't respond.

Yes, plants will die, animals will die, and the person you love the most will suddenly disappear into this world at some point.

What exactly is death?What does death mean?How do we face death, the pain, sorrow, and longing that tore our souls apart day and night after death.

Chen Nian couldn't answer.

Although there is a mature soul in this young body, it is precisely because there is a mature soul in this young body.

She has experienced life, experienced love, she has realized her dreams, she has fallen into the abyss...

But she still couldn't face death, even if she could see a

A vivid and familiar present.