Gongliang flower shop

It is said that the philanthropist and his wife died suddenly in the suburbs. According to the report, it was discovered that the philanthropist was actually a person trying to gain fame. I don’t know how much blood he secretly sucked, and how many people were harmed by this method.

The so-called orphanages, funding from impoverished mountainous areas, and homes for the elderly are nothing but appearances for propaganda. Behind them are a large number of defrauded old people and children who have suffered and suffered greatly in the game of capital.

Once checked, everyone was in an uproar.

Those layers of rings tied together by interests were exposed to the public. For a while, many people thought that the death of Qi was too smooth, and it was not an exaggeration to dig out the corpse from the ground and flog it.

"Cough, cough..." A piercing cough sounded behind him. Gong Liang turned his head and saw A Juan staring blankly at the news, coughing and trembling all over.

"Okay...okay..." She cried and laughed, the dimples on her face were worn away by the years.

A few months ago, she was still a charming woman, but now she has aged dozens of years due to illness.

Gongliang didn't say anything, the life and death of a person is an eternal conclusion.

"Cough..." Ajuan seemed to have settled down on something important in her mind, she let out a sigh of relief, and fell limply while leaning on the wall.

Gong Liang hurriedly supported her and helped her to sit on the sofa.

"Mr. Gongliang, thank you for your care this year, which made this place more popular."

"No, I should thank you." Gong Liang shook his head, his remote brows and eyes were full of warmth and peace.

Before the Yuqing community was abandoned, it was really a nursing home, a building specially divided by Qi's real estate. Most of the people here are left-behind elderly whose children work outside the home and do not often return home. There are also elderly who have been single for a lifetime. , and even those who are not supported.

This building looks out of place in the surrounding environment like a dog's tail growing out of the flowers all over the mountains.

But at that time, Chairman Qi built such a building regardless of persuasion.

At that time, some people even joked that it was probably built by Chairman Qi for himself.

After all, his mother was sent to the nursing home by his own hands, and then died there.

Despite all that, the building was built.

And Ajuan is the person in charge of taking care of the building.

She was a caretaker, but Ajuan was only in her twenties at the time, and she had no education. She was hardworking and agile. Sometimes she helped the old people buy food and cook a meal, and sometimes she helped the old people call a doctor. She was the only one in the whole building. The young girl, everyone took great care of her.

Although there are some bumps and bumps, in general this is a shelter that the old people cherish very much.

After Chairman Qi retired due to illness, the newly appointed Manager Qi, the philanthropist, personally sent his father to this nursing home, claiming that Chairman Qi had a deep affection for this building and volunteered to come here to take care of him. Tiannian, Manager Qi couldn't bear to disobey his father, so he agreed to his request, but he would definitely increase the investment cost to complete the building.

In fact, Chairman Qi built this building because of his mother. Maybe the older he gets, the more he likes to recall the past. He always wants to do something to eliminate the regret in his heart, but he doesn't know that he built such a building willfully. , What an absurd thing in the eyes of his own son.

After Chairman Qi moved in, the cost of those investments began to be recovered slowly. At first, it was funds, then management, and then medical care and manpower. They were withdrawn bit by bit.

The old people are frugal by nature and regard this place as a shelter, so even if the Qi family gradually gave up here, they are willing to waste their time and dare not make noise, for fear that they will find an excuse and even tear up the land here. At this age, it is better to have a shelter from the wind and rain than to sleep outside.

As for Chairman Qi, probably the older he is, the more he thinks about things that he didn't pick up before, and now his heart softens. He knows that his son is not doing human affairs, but he is his only son after all. After all, he couldn't bear it, so he silently endured it. After all this, I feel that it is the retribution for doing something wrong when I was young.

As a result, the old people here died one after another in a gradually deteriorating environment. Those with children were all taken away, and the rest were just widowed and lonely old people.

Only Ajuan stayed, the girl who always wore braids and laughed out her eight teeth.

She still helps the old people to buy vegetables and cook, and also sees a doctor for them. If she has no money, she goes out to help people wash the dishes and clean the floor.

Those old people also persuaded her to leave, saying that she was still young and her days would be long.

A Juan just shook her head, smiling plainly but brighter than the stars in the sky.

The building was completely abandoned until it was heard that Chairman Qi had accidentally suffocated to death in the house in a fire.

In grief, Manager Qi publicly stated that he would not invest any more money in this building, but he was willing to send the elderly inside to other nursing homes to settle down. As soon as this statement came out, the media praised Manager Qi for his kindness despite his young age. .

But only the old people in the building know that those old people who are willing to leave have never moved after they left.

So this building was completely abandoned, standing alone in the depths of the alley at the end of the street, gradually being forgotten.

A Juan's hair has been taken up by gray and white, which is the proof of aging. She is panting rapidly, but her breathing is getting weaker and weaker.

She should have died a year ago, but she lived an extra year for nothing because of Gongliang's stay. This is already a day she stole, and now it's time to pay it back.

"Mr. Gongliang, I'm going to die."

At this moment, countless lights lit up in this residential building that had been forgotten in the depths of the darkness, solemnly with a sense of ritual, making people who watched from a distance feel creepy.

"Ajuan." He looked at the smiling Ajuan, facing death, her attitude was calm and calm.

Flipping his wrist, a bouquet of pure white angel flowers bloomed in his hand.

Ajuan laughed, and she could vaguely see her bright and shy appearance when she was young.

She sent off one old person after another in the building, and now Gongliang personally gave her this bouquet of flowers.

The moon outside was cold and bright, sprinkled with silver light.

Holding the flowers, Ajuan slowly closed her eyes, calm and serene, without pain or nostalgia, this was just the result of years of waiting.

Gong Liang stretched out his hand, a flash of fire flashed, and A Juan's body turned into ashes. He raised his hand, and the ashes were blown out of the window and scattered in the wind.

Everyone only thinks that this is an abandoned ghost building, but they don't know that there are people who have kept this place as their home for decades, and some people have waited for it for decades.

A Juan opened the door, the corridor was full of people, they all looked at A Juan with smiles on their faces.

Those lights that are always on at night are just to wait for A Juan, and they have not been extinguished after waiting for decades.

Ajuan held the flowers and turned her head to look at Gongliang. On her somewhat rough face was the purest smile of a girl, and her two thick and long braids swayed in an arc in the air.

She smiled and bent her eyes, revealing a few white teeth.

"Thank you, Mr. Gongliang."

Gong Liang smiled and watched her walk into the crowd.

Ah Hua, who was wearing a cheongsam, stepped forward. Even if she was a gray-haired old man, she always dressed in a dignified manner, with her white hair combed back meticulously.

"This is the clothes I made with the leftover fabric before. No one will help Mr. Gongliang make clothes in the future. I hope Mr. Gongliang will not be disgusted and accept these."

Gong Liang didn't refuse, and after taking it, he found that there was a black cheongsam with dark gold patterns on top.

He smiled helplessly.

The person outside the door waved his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Gongliang, let's go."

"Goodbye."

All the lights in the whole building were extinguished, and now, this place is really a deserted dead building.

Gongliang looked at the beautiful bright moon outside, he should go out and catch him.

……

If someone is in the suburbs at this time, you can see two figures moving fast, one running and the other chasing.

The one running with long legs moved big and fast, while the one chasing was unhurried and leisurely.

Shanxing turned his head to look at Gongliang who was following closely behind him, a huge aura erupted from his body, almost breaking the trees next to him in half.

And for Gong Liang, it was just blowing his long hair.

With a flick of Gongliang's fingers, a huge circle of fire surrounded Shanxing, and no matter where Shanxing ran, the fire would become bigger.

Shanxing looked back at him, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Gong Liang took a closer look, oh, it turned out that it had burrowed into the ground.

He approached the circle of fire, and the raging fire was burning under his feet, like a god born from the flames, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you had enough trouble?" He tapped the ground with the sole of his shoe.

There was a slight movement going underground, and Gongliang raised his eyebrows slightly as he watched the sneaky little soil circle around him.

With a "boom", the entire ground under Gongliang's feet began to collapse.

With a light tap of his toes, Gong Liang stood tens of meters away in a flash, holding a section of his neck in his hands, and threateningly nodded his name on the back of his neck.

"You still want to run, huh?"

Shan Xing lost his strength when he touched it. He turned his head, but the whites of his pitch-black eyes could not be seen, only a flirtatious red at the end of his eyes.

He yelled aggrievedly: "Gongliang..."

Gongliang gave him a lukewarm look, not showing any signs of letting go.

"Mr. Gongliang? Teacher Gongliang? Miss Liang? Doctor Gongliang? Dad?"

Gong Liang sneered, and inserted his cold fingers from the back of Shan Xing's neck.

"Hmm!" Shanxing's eyes widened suddenly, his body froze, and then he collapsed to the ground as if exhausted.

Gong Liang reached out to grab his waist, and with a twist of his wrist, he carried Shan Xing on his shoulder.

He walked back without changing his expression, Shan Xing was paralyzed on his shoulders like a dead fish, motionless, occasionally his legs fluttered, and he was immediately locked and unable to move.

Shanxing drooped his hands and followed Gongliang's steps. When he raised his eyes slightly, he could see Gongliang's long hair hanging down and the curve outlined by his smooth waistline.

The black eyes that were usually ignorant and ignorant were now occupied by evil.

Shanxing grinned, raised his hands to grasp, and then pinched Gongliang's back.

Gongliang paused, his delicate and beautiful face was expressionless, only the throbbing veins.

"Heh..." He laughed lowly, his light-colored pupils gradually expanded until his entire eyes turned white.

"A tiger's butt can't be touched, haven't I taught you this truth?"

Shanxing blinked his eyes, suddenly his lower body felt cold, and with a "pop", under the moonlight, something white and glistening swayed with the strength.