dance like a butterfly

About 10 minutes later, Lao Han ran back, his hair was already wet, thin raindrops were still hanging on his eyebrows and mustache on his lips, his trousers were also wet a lot, and his leather shoes were wet. There are still a few blades of grass stuck to it.

And in his hands, there were actually five pink roses with a strong fragrance!

The flower branches of rose flowers were not cut off, the severed ends were obviously twisted and twisted.The broken stubble of the wooden flower branches is uneven.Lao Han didn't hold them tightly, but held them loosely.

Lao Han closed the anti-theft door, handed over the flowers, and said happily, "Xiaohui, happy wedding!"

I was cornered by Lao Han's words, and I could no longer retreat.

No one came to bless me and Lao Han, but Lao Han came to bless me.

"Where did you come from?" I opened my eyes wide.

"It was folded in the garden! You scholars like to have flowers at weddings. When I came here, I saw only a few flowers in the flower bed that were still blooming very brightly."

I took the flower and sniffed it on the tip of my nose.

That kind of cold fragrance is faintly refreshing.

The thorns pricked my hand.

When I took the flowers, Lao Han quickly put his hands behind his back, and rubbed his fingers back and forth on the wall behind him, but his eyes were full of warmth, and he looked at me without blinking.

I was startled, and felt something, and pulled his arm hard, and there was a faint wet line on the wall.

Grabbing Lao Han's hand, even though Lao Han was struggling to break free, I still saw that the dark red blood was still oozing from his thumb, index finger and middle finger, because the blood was blurred on his right hand after wiping it on the wall. Blockbuster.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Old Han smiled silently there.

I was moved like a spring tide rolling in.

Lao Han's bouquet of flowers is more precious than the chain and the jade finger that he exchanged with me!I also really know that Lao Han really puts me on the cusp of his heart.

Regarding the flower language of love, I can list a hundred!

Campanulaceae, white roses, lavender, tung tree, etc., all have different meanings. Even dogtail grass has a unique flower language: secret love.

I don't know why Lao Han suddenly had this romantic idea.

In the flower beds in the community, no matter whether there is anyone peeping or not, in the cold rain, he didn't even peel off the flower thorns. Rose, with rain and dew, blood stains, pounding heartbeat, and perhaps a novelty that he has never had before, holds both hands in front of me on this special day that only belongs to us.

Maybe Lao Han didn't know that the flower language of Pink Rose just happened to be: I want to spend my whole life with you!

"Do you like it?" Lao Han came over and kissed my left cheek, the raindrops from his beard stained my face.A little itchy, a little cold.

I kept silent and nodded deeply with tears in my eyes.

Lao Han grinned, showing his white and neat teeth.

I lifted up my skirt and wiped the rain from Lao Han's head: "Brother, you Guagua brother, you don't call me when you go out, even if I give you an umbrella, what if you catch a cold?"

Lao Han wiped my tears with his palm, and said with a smile: "If you catch a cold, you catch a cold. Don't you still have you? You will make ginger soup for my brother, and you will serve my brother. Will you?"

I didn't make a sound, what's the point of making ginger soup!

Grab Lao Han's right hand, open his mouth, and suck his fingers into his mouth.

Old Han frowned, and said after a while, "In the next two days, when Xueping comes back, go to the insurance company to complete the formalities, and I will buy a new car for us. From now on, I will teach you how to drive slowly!"

I didn't answer him.

I don't know what kind of rest of my life I should have in Lao Han's plan.Even though I dare not think about it, even though I just want to seize the happiness in front of me, I don't want to take away Lao Han's kindness.If he is unhappy, can I be happy?Besides, let's talk about the car.

To be honest, this neighborhood called Yaxinyuan is really nice.

Going out, standing in the open area and looking back, the red building in the drizzle looks extraordinarily solemn and solemn.The bowl-thick Fatong trees that have not been transplanted recently stand neatly on the side of the road for a walk every ten meters.In the middle of the lawn, a five-meter-high rockery was built. A small pump pumped water up, and then made a small fountain from the top.Water, and then fell stone by stone from a high place, smashed into broken jade, and flew into clear mist.When the wind blows over, it turns into misty mist and then disappears.Surrounding the rockery, there is a large pool, with five-colored flower fish blowing bubbles and teasing grass clippings on the surface of the water.There is a large clump of emerald bamboo by the pool, its green leaves shaking in the wind.The holly trees are pruned into a spherical shape, a house shape, and an open drawer shape, surrounded by long wooden chairs for people to rest.On the black pillars, the milky white street lamps have bumps like leaves on a coconut tree.At night, it must be as bright as day.

Lao Han winked at me and said cheerfully, "Xiaohui, this is our home!"

Fortunately, there is no one here, and fortunately not many people have moved in. I quickly glanced around and said: "Brother, keep your voice down! You are crazy, you are not afraid of being heard!"

Lao Han stuck out his tongue and made a grimace for me: "Haha, the bigger you are, the better off you are! A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain hides a chicken-chicken!"

This old Han!Where is this old Han!Why do I feel that Lao Han is younger than me now?

"If someone else hears it, you will suffer a lot. You are different from me! At worst, I will leave and go to Hua County. And you, your monk temple is here!" I threatened him.

But Lao Han didn't take my words seriously at all, he curled his lips: "Who can do anything to me? Whoever wants to do something in this territory has to look at me! Besides, the rain is so bad Yes, even if he grows Shunfeng ears, he can't hear what brother said to you! If you dare to leave brother and run away, even if you chase to the end of the day, brother will drag you back, let alone Huaxian!"

I stomped my feet in anger, Lao Han, you fool!

I pulled my face down: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you~"

What happened to Lao Han today?I don't know if Lao Han really thinks so, or he's just playing with me.It's fine if you're joking, but if you really think so, something will happen sooner or later.No, I have to talk to him about it.

I said: "Brother, the house is ready. This place is really great. Let's go back. You see, it's cold standing in the rain. Your trouser legs are wet. Let's go back to Yuxiang Gate." .”

Only then did Lao Han lower his head, look at him, then at me and said, "Okay then, let's go back to Yuxiang Gate, brother and you go back to the gate."

As he talked, he laughed and his face turned red.