Cannon fodder holding white moonlight script

The sky in autumn always gets late very quickly. After the twilight, the street lights on all the roads are lit up, forming rows of guiding lights to illuminate the way for pedestrians to go home. The small wings fluttered, and the fine dust gradually fell and disappeared.

Like a butterfly spreading its wings, a small gust of wind was blown up, and the breeze swept across, blowing away the petals that fell on Shen Lirong's head.

Shen Lirong glanced at the time, then turned on his phone, making sure that the person he had found to take over the place was already on standby, he took a deep breath and looked proud.

He specially took the high-speed rail to this city and spent a day in the car.

In the high school reunion, the people who come are naturally high school classmates.

For others, the age group of high school is youth and ignorance, the budding of the blooming season, the first blooming of love, and the brilliant early sun of sour fruit.

But for Shen Lirong, it was a humiliation, a loss of self-esteem, an inability to look back, and a bleakness that could not be faced.

When Shen Lirong was very young, he lost his mother in memory, and his childhood lack of maternal love made him silent and unhappy. Later, when he realized that he could use the money he couldn't spend to support orphans like him who had no mother or even parents, he was addicted to it. Because of this kind of behavior similar to self-salvation, I can't extricate myself.

By the time he found out that something was wrong in the house, a woman had already moved into his house with a child about his age.

Before Shen Lirong graduated from high school, she was not called Shen Lirong, but Shen Ke, Nanke Yimeng's Ke.

He thought that when his stepmother moved into the house, he could finally have the maternal love he had dreamed of for a long time, and the stepmother was really good enough to him at the beginning, so that he foolishly presented a young and fragile heart in front of his stepmother and younger brother.

Until high school, Shen's father suddenly threw him a card and asked him to move out. He picked up the card that hurt his face for no reason, and asked why in a daze.

He can still remember Father Shen's expression at that time, with hatred, disappointment, disdain, and exhaustion in his eyes.

He said: "The Shen family, I don't need a mediocre person with such poor grades! You move out to live with me in the future! Don't come back! Save the money in the card, it's enough to spend!"

Shen Ke didn't understand why his father scolded him so suddenly. He took the card and asked his stepmother hurt if he didn't do well enough.

The stepmother sighed and said that father's business was not going well recently, so she vented her anger on him and asked him to go out to avoid the limelight.

That woman really loved acting, and she even took him to the bank. At that time, Shen Ke didn't know how much ridicule and cynicism the woman held towards him, so she obediently followed behind.

The woman shook her head in front of him and said, "Your dad is real. It's only 5000 yuan. How long can you live? Fortunately, my aunt has already guessed it and brought the money out. Auntie will give you this card. During these days, you Use it first, wait for your father to calm down, and then come back, Ang."

The bank card given by Shen's family was taken by his stepmother, who gave him a new card. Later, he checked the balance, and there seemed to be no difference between [-] and [-].

He didn't see the balance of that bank card at all, and he believed what the woman said it was, without any doubt, because he believed that the stepmother was the second mother.

He also firmly believed what she said, thinking that if he persisted for a long time, he could go home.

After all, women are the only ones who support him in art and painting, praised his paintings, and even rewarded him with money, saying that he paints really well, and if he works hard, he will definitely become a great painter in the future.

Looking back now, it was hard for that woman to be able to open her eyes and say that kind of nonsense with such a sincere and sincere expression.

He has been kept in the dark like this for about half the semester, during which time he even gave 1000 yuan to the orphans in the orphanage he sponsored at the beginning.

Then he was suddenly bullied on campus.

He didn't understand why there was such pure, undisguised malice directed at him.

Why would it be him?

Why only for him?

What did he do wrong?

Shen Ke is constantly self-doubting, self-reflection, and self-accountability.

Unable to bear it any longer, he went to the woman, seeking help weakly and tightly.

What I got was a very cold response: "Ah, you were beaten? Tell the teacher, what's the use of looking for me, and I'm not at school."

"Teacher, the teacher can't control—"

"Then you go and tell the director, there will always be someone who will take care of it, let's not talk about it, I also made an appointment to do nails, and hung up."

For half a semester, two months, 6000 yuan was given to the welfare home, [-] for rent, [-] for food, and the books were torn up, so I had to buy them online at my own expense.

He has run out of money.

But Dad still didn't let him go home.

Shen Ke endured it for another week.

In the end, I couldn't stand it any longer and decided to bow my head and apologize.

Although his grades are still poor, as long as he apologizes earnestly, Dad should still soften his heart.

With such a mood in mind, Shen Ke returned home. Although the housekeeper wasn't close to him, seeing his distressed appearance, he didn't drive him away, leaving him sitting alone on the sofa in the corner of the living room.

Until now, Shen Lirong is still very grateful to that housekeeper.

Otherwise, he will be kept in the dark for a lifetime.

The voices of his younger brother and his stepmother came from the second floor, and Shen Ke heard a little because they didn't hide it.

He wasn't interested in eavesdropping, but he heard his name mentioned in it.

The boy slowly moved to the stairs, his voice was clearly clear and he could hear it clearly.

"Mom, today I let someone bully him again, you don't know how funny his expression is, he is very wronged, hey, he dare not resist, hahahaha."

"Ah."

"Mom, when do you think he can sever ties with my family?"

"Hasn't he been kicked out a long time ago?"

"But Dad didn't even make a statement. Now people still think that he and I are brothers. I really feel disgusted. He has been occupying the name of the young master of the Shen family. He is obviously a piece of trash who knows nothing. Why should I talk to him?" Comparable?"

"You should be glad that he doesn't know anything, otherwise you think we can get in here?"

Shen Ke stood blankly at the bottom of the stairs, listening to the woman who once praised him that he would become a famous painter in the future, and sneered mercilessly that he knew nothing.

"When his grades are even worse, I'll go and tell your dad about the statement." The woman said with a very doting voice, smiling, "Hurry up and come back with No. 1 in the exam, so that I can speak more easily."

Shen Meng said coquettishly: "Hey mom, No.1 is so difficult, how about number ten?"

"You were tenth last time, so you have to pursue it a little bit."

A mother and son were chatting and laughing, but the voice seemed to no longer penetrate Shen Ke's ears.

He didn't know when he left the Shen family.

When I came back to my senses, I was already on the road, the already dim moonlight was suppressed by dark clouds, and the blue-black sky was as sad as if it was about to rain.

The moon turned into three petals.

Shen Ke blinked and found that it wasn't the moon that split, it was his tears that cut the only moon.

He knew he couldn't give in, and he tried to fight back.

But it's useless to resist. How can a group of people who don't even have a moral bottom line resist.

Submissive, enduring silently, intending to study hard, he must quickly prove to his father that he is not a waste, and he is eager to return home.

For the first time, the thought of revenge was ignited in Shen Ke's heart.

But it quickly went out.

Shen Meng knew that he had started to study hard, and no one harassed him. It was rare for him to be stable for a while, but on the day of the exam, the person who had bullied him threw a note at him.

Lost more than one.

So blatant, the teacher caught him on the spot.

Grade voided.

That was the final exam, or the eight-school joint exam.

Shen Ke didn't really trust his grades. He scored zero in one subject, so how could he prove himself?

The flames of vengeance were thus extinguished.

To silence, to despair.

That was the second semester of high school.

In the third year of high school, not long after becoming an adult, he had already received the notice without even meeting Shen's father.

His account was delimited.

He really got kicked out.

I don't have a penny, I'm alone, I don't know anything, and I can't even pay the tuition.

Since then, Shen Ke disappeared in that high school, also disappeared in that city, and even this name disappeared in this world.

No one will remember that there was ever such a small being, that existed.

Even Shen Lirong now, standing on the street ten years later, feels dazed when he recalls the past.

He squeezed the phone tightly in his hand.

No matter what the purpose of these people calling him is, he must let them know that he is living a very good life now.

……

Shen Meng tore off the tie that was too tight, and after letting the driver drive, he cursed: "It's all my mother's fault, she insisted on using this tie for me, saying it looks good, strangled me to death."

But when he thought of what was about to happen later, Shen Meng's brows became happy again, he covered his mouth with his hands, and smiled, with a bright maliciousness in his eyes.

Ah, see Shen Ke soon.

Shen Meng didn't notice at all that a low-key black business car was following his car all the time, happily imagining how he would give Shen Ke a blow later.

After all, the Shen family is not as good as it used to be, Shen Meng has lost the domineering person who just came out of society, and his edges and corners have been worn down a lot.

He also became a member of the huge crowd, but Shen Meng was not reconciled, only his ability could not help but he was not reconciled, so he focused his attention on Shen Ke who hadn't seen him for a long time.

When the brave are angry, they draw their knives on the braver; when the cowardly are angry, they draw their knives on the weaker.

Shen Meng, a loser, naturally wants to gain some pride from his former defeat.

In the black commercial vehicle behind him, Xi Bamian rested his head wearily, and was on the phone with his left hand: "A hundred bottles of wine, are you ready?"

"We all need spirits. If you don't have enough, go buy it now." After Xi Baimian finished speaking, he hung up regardless of the other person's reaction, and closed his eyes slightly uncomfortable.

Fix it quick, fix it quick.

Xi Si had already given him Shen Lirong's real-time location yesterday, and he would leave without stopping after tonight's business was done.

"—"

Xi Baimian looked out of the window in a daze, his lips opened and closed, and he made a very weak voice, even he didn't know what he was talking about, his dry lips stuck to the back of his hand, warm and unbearable.

……

Shen Lirong did not expect that after entering the box, it would be so quiet.

Looking at him with a familiar yet unfamiliar face, Shen Lirong frowned slightly.

It was said that it was a reunion of high school classmates, why were all the people who bullied me at the beginning, why didn't there be a normal classmate?

Shen Lirong took a glance, and found that the result was really so disappointing, only these bastards were there.

But the worst seems to be yet to come.

Shen Lirong found a corner and sat down, holding the phone tightly, ready to call the bodyguards he applauded to come in at any time.

The man who was closest to him, but two arms away, cast his gaze at him from time to time.

Shen Lirong frowned, and slightly turned his face away, no matter how much time passed, these people were still so uncomfortable.

The man seemed to be hesitating about what to say, he just said, "Shen, Shen Ke?"

"It's me." Shen Lirong looked at the door again and found that Shen Meng hadn't come yet.

The man sneered: "After all these years, you are still so good-looking."

Shen Lirong looked at him uncomfortable, and asked, "When is Shen Meng coming?"

When Shen Meng came, he called the bodyguards in and forced them to apologize for what they did back then.

The man seemed to have finally remembered what he wanted to say, and said with an indescribable expression: "Shen Ke, you'd better leave quickly, after Shen Meng comes, just..."

"What if I come?"

Before the man finished speaking, the door opened again.

Nearly ten people gathered in the small box, and the space suddenly became cramped. Even the air seemed to be thin, and the air pressure was very low.

Shen Meng pursed his lips, walked over casually, and sat directly on the big empty seat beside Shen Lirong.

While sitting, he deliberately made a loud voice: "Oh——Shen Ke, it's been a long time."

"Oh no, I heard that you changed your name to Shen Lirong?" Shen Meng slowly approached Shen Lirong with a half-smile, and the familiar sarcasm climbed onto his face again.

Ten years have passed, Shen Meng's bad nature has not changed, and the targeting in his eyes is very obvious.

Shen Meng is still the same Shen Meng, but Shen Lirong is no longer the original Shen Lirong.

He was not a person who could swallow his anger, but at the beginning he had no strength and was helpless, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood.

It's different now, Shen Lirong's wallet is bulging, he's getting tougher, and he can hire bodyguards.

Although there are only four, it should be enough to deal with this group of men with oily hair and big belly.

Shen Meng didn't know at all that there were four tall and burly people squatting under the tree outside, and a muscular bodyguard who was as tall as three, continued to laugh without hesitation.

He frivolously hooked the clothes on Shen Lirong's body: "Wow - what brand is this? I don't think I've seen it before. Well, it seems to be a street stall."

He even leaned over exaggeratedly, like a dog, and sniffed it without any manners.

"Yeah - I haven't put on perfume yet, do I have no money to spray it? That's right, I'm so down and out that I want to live in a rental house, where can I get the spare money to enjoy it?"

As if echoing what he said, the pungent smell from Shen Meng's body kept pouring into Shen Lirong's nostrils.

It stinks.

Shen Lirong wanted to say something, but he was choked and coughed as soon as he opened his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Shen Meng smiled and said: "Tsk tsk, I can't even smell the perfume, it really is the boar that can't eat the chaff..."

Shen Lirong couldn't bear it anymore, he just swiped off his phone and asked four bodyguards to come up directly, he wanted to hear these people's apologies to him!

Who knows, the message has just been sent out for a second.

The door was pushed open.

In came a tall figure.

Shen Lirong was startled, thinking that those bodyguards would come up so soon.

It turned out to be a waiter.

He pushed a cart full of wine.

Shen Lirong's eyebrows twitched, and he felt that his face was stable, as long as the four bodyguards came to support him.

Unexpectedly, Shen Meng next to him also asked with a strange face: "Who ordered so much wine?"

From a rough look, there are at least thirty bottles.

The other people in the box looked at each other blankly, shook their heads and said in unison: "It's not me."

After the waiter pushed the car in, Shen Meng got up and said suspiciously: "We didn't order these wines..."

His voice gradually weakened.

These are all spirits, and there are so many bottles.

The waiter dressed in black and white smiled, took out the pen on his chest, and scratched it: "It was given to the person in this private room by a VIP."

Shen Meng looked around the car, his eyes widened a bit.

These wines are not cheap either.

He asked again: "He gave money?"

Shen Meng asked in a cryptic manner, implying that - you won't ask us for money, right?

The fee here is not cheap, Shen Meng set the location here just to let Shen Lirong see the world and humiliate him, he didn't intend to spend so much here.

The waiter continued with a smile: "Yes, the bill has already been paid."

Shen Meng's expression relaxed a little.

It's not that he is reluctant to part with the money, the main reason is that the family is struggling recently, and money is a little tight, so there is no need to spend unnecessary money.

Who knows, this carload of wine is not the end, but the beginning.

Two more carts of wine came in.

Now, not to mention Shen Meng, even the other people in the box noticed something was wrong.

After the waiter finished counting, he bowed and said respectfully, "Enjoy yourselves, guests."

After the waiter in business attire withdrew, the box fell into silence for a while.

Shen Lirong glanced at the phone again, thinking uneasily, why haven't the bodyguards come up yet?

As soon as this idea came to mind, the light at the door dimmed again, and all the lights in the box were not turned on, only one was turned on, and the man came in against the light, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

"Hello." The man's clear and pleasant voice sounded in the box, and Shen Lirong was startled.

This voice... has a feeling of deja vu.

Like the tentacles of memories from thousands of years ago, gently touching Shen Lirong's memory nerves.

"I gave you these three carts of wine. I heard that your classmates are reunited."

After all, Xi Baimian's voice was different from the ancient ones, Shen Lirong couldn't recognize it immediately, but Shen Meng recognized it instantly.

Isn't Kazuren the important client whom my mother mentioned just now?

Shen Meng beamed with joy, thinking that the other party came here just for him.

He went to the banquet this afternoon, and was brought by his mother to meet this man. The other person's tone was unpredictable and unpredictable. No matter what his mother said, he seemed to be indifferent.

Now knowing that this is his classmate's reunion, he specially gave away three cars of wine. Could it be that he wants to cooperate?

Just as he was about to go up to meet him, Xi Baimian raised his hand to restrain his footsteps.

"Well, may I ask, is Shen Ke here?"

Shen Lirong was suddenly called and stood up in a daze.

The light in the box was too dim after all, Xi Baimian couldn't fully see his face, only the outline seemed familiar.

"Shen Ke, come here."

He was obviously a stranger, but Shen Lirong walked over in a strange way.

The other party had a feeling of reassuring him.

After Shen Ke stood beside Xi Baimian, his gentle voice sounded again: "Except for Shen Ke, everyone else should drink."

The rest of the people in the box didn't understand what he meant and looked at each other again.

Immediately afterwards, two people walked into the box and closed the door.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", like an alarm hitting everyone's hearts.

"I said—" Xi Baimian's voice was still smiling one second, and then became cold and hard the next, "You all drink, don't you understand?"

"Ten of you, there are exactly one hundred bottles here, and each person fills ten bottles." Xi Baimian smiled, "Just right."

Shen Meng was stunned by his words, and said in a displeased tone: "Mr. Xi, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Xi Baimian repeated with great interest, "The meaning of □□."

Standing beside him, Shen Lirong was in a fog, even hearing the words Mr. Xi, his heart skipped a beat, but when he heard the man beside him say those words, he couldn't help being stunned.

He looked at Xi Baimian and asked, "You, are you helping me?"

Xi Baimian didn't look at him, but said indifferently: "Your name is Shen Ke. You donated a large sum of money to the Leyang Welfare Institute in Xiangcao Town, Miluo City 15 years ago. Later, you were kicked out by your family. The high school stopped the donation. ?"

The memory is a bit distant, but Shen Lirong does have this memory.

"Yeah, you're the one—"

A name was about to come out, but Shen Lirong just couldn't remember what it was.

Xi Baimian didn't accompany him to continue recalling, and looked straight at Shen Meng: "Shen Meng, if you can make them do what I said, this will be yours."

A signed contract was shaken by Xi Baimian.

Shen Meng was stunned.

That was an important contract that could save the Shen family from suffering!

In the afternoon, how did my mother grind soft and hard bubbles? It is said that she has been grinding for almost half a year without success, but now she appears in such a ridiculous and hard-to-heart way.

The person next to him was not an idiot either, he immediately realized that he was about to walk towards the door: "I am not from the Shen family, that is his contract with you, it has nothing to do with me, I don't know how to drink, let me leave!"

"I'm sorry, none of them can be missing." Xi Baimian's voice was devoid of emotion, even with a hint of sarcasm, "Or, do you want your family to become the next Shen family?"

The man who had already reached the door was abruptly stopped, looked at Xi Baimian with wide eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you drink up the three cars tonight, and each of you say sorry to Shen Ke a hundred times, and you can leave."

"Why!"

Someone protested angrily: "You are breaking the law! This is coercion!"

Xi Baimian was really tired. He sat on the sofa by the door and yawned lazily: "Why didn't you say that to yourself ten years ago?"

Now, everyone reacted.

This man is here to avenge Shen Ke!

There was a dead silence in the air for a moment.

The first one to speak was the man who sat very close to Shen Lirong at first.

"Shen Lirong, I'm sorry."

He was the one who sent emails to Shen Lirong, and he was also the one who told Shen Meng not to go too far on WeChat.

These years, he has been living in guilt, and he agreed to Shen Meng's invitation to Shen Lirong in order to apologize in person, thinking that after the apology is finished, he will let people leave quickly.

Shen Lirong felt a little embarrassed, and was about to say something, when Xi Baimian next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

"What did you call him? Did you call him by the wrong name? His name is Shen Ke." Xi Baimian's eyes were red, as if he had heard something unbelievable, his chest began to breathe a little rapidly.

The man lowered his head: "He, Shen Ke changed his name to Shen Lirong, then let me say it again..."

"Shen Lirong?!"

Xi Baimian almost jumped up, grabbing Shen Lirong's shoulders with both hands.

Those red eyes stared at the young man who was being held tightly, which made people feel creepy.

"I, I am Shen Lirong."

Before Shen Lirong realized what happened, Xi Baimian dragged them out. Before going out, he asked the two bodyguards who had practiced Sanda to urge them to drink.

The two came to the bright toilet.

Now, Shen Lirong finally understood why he felt that this person looked familiar just now.

Those peach blossom eyes are similar to Xi Baimian.

And Shen Meng seems to call him Mr. Xi... Could it be...

"I'm Xi Baimian." Xi Baimian swallowed, as if a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time and was about to give up, finally saw the oasis. He was pleasantly surprised and frightened, afraid that it was a mirage.

Those red eyes, like rabbits, were full of anticipation.

"Do you... know my former name?"

Shen Lirong also reacted.

The person in front of him is his husband, Xi Baimian!

The two experienced time and space reversal, and Shen Lirong was still looking for Xi Baimian two days ago, but he never thought that the world was so small, and Xi Baimian appeared in front of his eyes.

"Xi Xingluo!"

Shen Lirong called out that name in a voice.

Immediately afterwards, he was hugged tightly.

Xi Baimian's tears fell, and he hugged the person in front of him with all his strength, for fear that he would disappear.

"Oh my god, my god, it's you, how could it be you."

Xi Baimian spoke incoherently, and he didn't even need to call the real-time address sent by the attendant.

The person in front of him was the one he missed madly.

But what followed was a heart-wrenching pain.

Xi Baimian kissed Shen Lirong's cheek uncontrollably, frantically and panicked.

"How could it be you, how could it be you..."

His tortured benefactor turned out to be the one he fell in love with.

They entered the mission world and didn't know each other, but they met again by chance and even fell in love.

Xi Baimian gasped in pain.

When he first learned about all the causes and consequences of Shen Ke's experience, he was already so angry that he couldn't bear it. After experiencing the mission world, his hatred also decreased a little, because Shen Lirong occupied his heart.

But now, the benefactor who has experienced so much suffering and made him feel so wronged is actually his lover.

Shen Lirong felt his shoulders wet.

He patted Xi Baimian's shoulder reassuringly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, you should be happy when you meet."

"But--"

Just as Xi Baimian was about to say something, he suddenly remembered something and stopped again, pulling the corners of his lips stiffly: "Well, I smiled, my lady reward me and kiss me, okay?"

Almost a trembling request.

It was obviously a request, but before Shen Lirong could say anything, he put his lips on it.

The two of them got bored in the toilet for a long time. After returning, Shen Lirong was also diluted from the idea of ​​revenge by the joy of reunion, and Xi Baimian had already helped him take revenge.

As soon as they entered the box, the ten people basically lay down and fell asleep.

Xi Baimian's eyes were so cold that they could almost turn into reality: "They haven't apologized to my wife yet, why did you make them drunk and unconscious?"

The bodyguard didn't understand either, how could he go out with his benefactor, and when he came back, the boss would put his arms around the benefactor and call him his wife.

He didn't dare to ask, and could only silently let the cold sweat drip down: "They, they..."

"Forget it, forget it." Shen Grong tugged at Xi Baimian's hand, "What if they are drunk to death, then you are going in? No, you want to stay with me for the rest of your life, shall we forget it?"

Xi Baimian frowned, dissatisfied like a child clinging to a loophole, "They haven't apologized yet."

Shen Lirong frowned: "What do you want them to apologize for? They also dirty my ears."

Xi Baimian still didn't stretch his eyebrows until Shen Lirong smoothed him out with his hands: "I really don't want to care about it, I just want to be with you now, don't you want to?"

Xi Baimian put his arms around Shen Lirong very honestly: "I want to."

His amorous peach blossom eyes are now a bit fickle under the dim light, only Shen Lirong can't see them.

"Okay then, let's let them go before they are really alcoholic."

That would be too cheap for them.

Shen Lirong thought he had figured it out, happily took his arm, left intimately, and drove back to Shen Lirong's home.

One white and one black cat welcomes a new owner.

-

"Boss, this action is a bit difficult." The expressionless assistant said embarrassing words.

On the other end: "You find a way by yourself, in short, do everything you can. Those ten people, those who have a company at home, have a company, and those who don't have a company, so that they can't find a job in the city, and those who don't have a job...Hmph, let them The house is gone, understand?"

The assistant rubbed the space between his brows with a headache: "Boss, it's not so easy for you to have money, we might as well go ahead—"

"I don't want to repeat my request, Zhang Zhu, they violated my taboo, understand?"

The assistant didn't know that the boss's benefactor had been upgraded to a wife, so he sighed and said, "Okay, boss."

After hanging up, the assistant looked at the moon outside melancholy, and hugged himself pitifully: "It's so hard."

Obviously, the boss's proposal at the beginning was already cruel enough. It was to let these ten people drink until they became ill, send the recording of the apology to their company, and tell the people close to them what they had done, while the benefactor was to beat them up. Such a large sum of money, sent abroad, changed to a new identity, always stay away from right and wrong, and no future troubles.

Now it's all but extinct.

Zhang Zhu sighed and began to work resignedly.

There is no way, the boss explained that ten people will be forced to die.

-

Country J.

Shen Lirong lay on the toffee chair basking in the sun, fell asleep holding the puppet cat,

Xi Baimian squatted in the garden, looking at the yard full of red roses.

This is planted by Xi Baimian himself, one by one.

Because Shen Lirong likes red very much, he planted a garden of pure red roses.

He squatted, carefully picking roses, and after picking them off, carefully cut them off, the delicate petals exuded a faint fragrance.

The black cat lay at Xi Baimian's feet, coquettishly trying to rua his stomach.

Xi Baimian ignored it, and whispered, "Don't bother me, I'm tying flowers for him."

After all, this is a technical job. After a long time of tossing around, Xi Baimian, who has always been good at nothing, discovered his own shortcomings.

It wasn't until Shen Lirong woke up, watched Xi Baimian accidentally rub the petals out of the flower juice, and laughed, that Xi Baimian realized that he was already awake.

He hides the rose behind in embarrassment.

Shen Lirong went to grab it, and found that there were several wounds on Xi Baimian's hands, which were stabbed by roses.

Shen Lirong shook his head, pushed the person aside: "Sit down, I'll come."

He squatted down, exactly the same posture as Xi Baimian just now, the difference is that his movements are much more skillful.

"How many do you want?"

"Nineteen." Xi Baimian said obediently.

Although Xi Baimian planted the rose garden, Shen Lirong took care of it.

In this regard, he is rarely better than Xi Baimian.

The nineteen flowers were dealt with in twos and threes, grabbed into a bundle and placed in front of Xi Baimian. Shen Girong tilted her head, looked at Xi Baimian with innocent and clear eyes and asked, "How is it? Do you want anything else?"

Xi Baimian looked at the more beautiful face behind the pure rose, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Lady, tie it into a bundle."

Shen Lirong nodded, and quickly tied it up with a beautiful bow.

Even though he is almost 30 years old, he has no dimples when he smiles, but it is so sweet that Xi Baimian feels drunk.

"Well, what do you want these nineteen tied roses for?"

Xi Baimian pulled the man into his arms, put his mouth next to Shen Lirong's ear and said, "Coordination."

Shen Lirong looked at him ignorantly: "A match?"

Xi Baimian smiled lowly, and put his hand on the belt of Shen Lirong's windbreaker: "Red and white, have you heard of it?"

He was pierced by a rose, and there was no bleeding, but Shen Lirong really felt the rough hands.

Shen Lirong never thought that the roses she cut, the bows tied with her own hands, and finally put on him.

"Red and white is really the most beautiful color in the world, isn't it?"

Xi Baimian's voice sounded like being taken away in the quiet rose garden.

"Well--"

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