Gongliang flower shop

The next few days were very peaceful, and Chen Dan, who had been cautious for a while, gradually let go of his heart.

He still didn't participate in today's club activities, but when it was his turn to clean up, he had a share.

Probably everyone will default to taciturn people who are easier to bully.

Especially when he's a handsome man who won't say no directly.

Chen Dan moved some items back to the activity room, just in time to see the basketball club in action on the basketball court.

The red jersey, the vigorous figure, and the sweaty but bright smile.

He silently hugged the things in his hands.

Once he also fantasized about his college life.

Just like them, standing upright in the sun, calling friends and enjoying every moment of freedom wantonly.

With drooping eyelids casting a shadow, he entered the activity room and arranged the items one by one, with a familiarity that showed that he had done it many times.

When he straightened up, he let out a soft sigh, it still took some effort to sort out the things of the whole club.

The setting sun outside has turned red, bringing everything around it a faint red, and even the corridors have become much wider and longer.

He was about to go out, but suddenly stopped, and staggered back a step as if he was frightened.

A tall and thin man walked past the window, his pale face was bloodless, but it was extraordinarily beautiful reflected in the late sunset, the kind of good-looking male and female faces.

Chen Dan realized in an instant, he ran out quickly, staring at the figure and chasing after him.

The whistling wind dissipated a bit of heat, making his cold heart go deeper into the marrow of his bones.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound with difficulty.

"Hey, don't look at the road when you walk."

A girl was hit by Chen Dan and backed up again and again, almost sitting on the ground.

But Chen Dan's eyes followed that figure, and he kept chasing silently.

The girl was immediately unhappy, pulled Chen Dan and said, "What's wrong with you, you bumped into someone, do you know?"

Chen Dan was anxious, and wanted to get rid of the girl who was pulling him, so he said a few perfunctory words: "I'm sorry."

The girl thought he was rude, so she insisted on asking him to apologize properly.

At this time, the figure had disappeared from the stairs.

"I'm sorry, I'm chasing someone, I'm really sorry."

Suppressing the anxiety and boredom in his heart, Chen Dan humbly apologized again and again, and the girl felt quite satisfied, patted her clothes and said, "It's dangerous to run in the corridor, besides, whoever comes from, you are enough." Strange."

"No one?" Chen Dan couldn't believe it, grabbed the girl, and asked anxiously: "Didn't someone pass by you just now, didn't you see it, just a tall, thin and white person, he Looks a lot like me!"

"If you say no, you don't have it. What's the matter with you!"

The girl broke free from Chen Dan, avoided him as if she had bumped into something dirty, and muttered impatiently, "Crazy."

Chen Dan stood there in a daze, and his whole body fell into a huge panic.

"How is it possible... how is it possible..."

He dragged his feet and walked forward with blank eyes. A group of students rushed downstairs. He grabbed a person and asked, "Did you see a person just now? He looks very similar to me, no... exactly the same!"

"No."

The boy who answered him looked at Chen Dan's dazed expression, and his heart skipped a beat. I'm afraid there is something wrong with this man.

Several people quickly avoided him.

Chen Dan didn't seem to feel anything. He walked down and murmured, "Impossible...Impossible..."

As he said that, he suddenly ran up and rushed downstairs like crazy. The students passing by looked at him with strange eyes, and pulled the people around him away from him.

Chen Dan rushed home angrily, and the door opened with a loud "bang".

He looked at the two pairs of slippers neatly placed in the bedroom, but one of them was slightly out of place.

It's as if someone once walked through it, and put it back to hide it.

Chen Dan's heart was beating so hard that it was about to jump out of his throat.

He suppressed his breathing, endured the burning sensation from his chest to his throat, and threw off the top quilt.

His bloodshot eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

He stared at it for a moment, before his almost stagnant heart relaxed.

He let out a sigh of exhaustion, carefully put the quilt back, and tucked the corners of the quilt with a strange paranoia.

His thin body bent down again with the loosening force, he bowed his back and meticulously straightened the slippers, and then walked out with confidence.

But at the moment the door was closed, a scent of fragrance wafted out with the breeze.

Chen, who was almost collapsed because of the sudden slack, didn't feel anything.

……

Returning to the residential building, Gong Liang paused, looked back at the road behind him, and continued walking upstairs as if nothing had happened.

This is an old-fashioned residential building without an elevator. The highest is only six floors, but basically only some elderly people live here.

And Gongliang lives on the highest floor, walking out of the alley of this building, and turning another corner is his flower shop. When standing in the corridor, he can faintly see the grand occasion of welcoming the sunset at the end of the street.

"Mr. Gongliang is back."

"Hey, Mr. Gongliang bought so many vegetables again."

When passing by each floor, someone came out to say hello to Gongliang.

Gongliang also responded with a smile: "Yes, the cheongsam that Ah Hua is wearing today is really pretty."

"Why is Ali losing weight? Is she on a diet again?"

"Ah Qiang, don't smoke anymore. Forgot about accidentally setting the quilt on fire last time?"

Everyone was happy at what he said, only the old man with a cigarette holder reluctantly hid his bong behind his back.

When they reached the fourth floor, a plump aunt poked her head out from behind the door. It was Ajuan whom she had seen in the supermarket.

"Mr. Gongliang, today I heard a sound of pinging and bangling upstairs in your house. Are you doing renovations?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's making a lot of noise."

"Is your little friend at home, we are all worried about being robbed."

Gongliang's eyelids drooped slightly, and he comforted several concerned neighbors with an unabated smile.

"It's okay, I'll go back and have a look."

He said so, but the pace under his feet quickened.

Pushing open the door and looking, even though Gongliang had made enough mental preparations, the blue veins still jumped up.

He closed the door behind his back, passed by the mess on the ground, looked at the torn and crumbled pillows, and stepped over a chair with a broken leg with his long legs, only to see Zheng Xiang's good deeds sleeping with his butt pouted on his bed.

The hand holding the door frame tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, and finally the door frame broke with a "click", and Gong Liang couldn't bear it, he dragged Shan Xing out by the neckline.

Shan Xing rubbed his eyes sleepily, opened his eyelids and glanced at Gong Liang who was so gentle and good-looking even when he was angry, rubbed his arm against his arm and was about to fall asleep again, but his body lightened and he sat down on the ground.

With a "kuang", Shanxing looked at the closed door in front of him, blinked his eyes, and woke up.

Gong Liang let out a deep breath with his eyes closed, and looked around twice, not to mention finding a place to sit, there were not many places where he could even put his feet down.

He rubbed the center of his beating eyebrows, and listened to the scratching of the door outside, the more he listened, the more disturbed he became.

If this is not the sixth floor, he has no doubt that the other party can dig a hole for him.

Gongliang tried to block out the sound from outside, but the scratchy door was replaced by calling his name, as if urging his life, it kept calling out one after another.

Shan Xing sat at the door and knocked symbolically, shouting "Gongliang Gongliang" in his mouth, and took out two fruit candies from his pocket with the other hand, put them in his mouth and chewed them with a crunching sound.

Finally, the candy was finished and his pockets were empty. He sucked his fingers and continued to call Gongliang, but his voice was more urgent than before.

The door, which had been hit twice and was still indestructible, opened from the inside, and Shanxing fell back and fell straight down.

He blinked and looked at Gong Liang's calm face, hugged his leg and kept shouting, "Gong Liang, Gong Liang, Gong Liang."

"How do you clean it up for me?"

Shanxing stopped calling, and he pretended not to hear and crawled into the bedroom. Gongliang stepped on the hem of his clothes that had been dragged to the ground without changing his face, and said calmly, "Otherwise, you'll get out."

Shanxing didn't move anymore, Shanxing struggled symbolically, and Shanxing compromised.

He got up and stood obediently, clapped his hands, the torn pillow returned to its original state, stomped his feet, and put the scattered things on the ground back.

Gongliang sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, closed his eyes to rest his mind, and opened his eyes, it was the face of Shanxing who was close at hand.

The tip of their noses was only one point apart.

His light-colored eyes looked calmly at Shanxing's dark and intense eyes, and he grabbed his hair and pressed down on him.

Shanxing obediently lay on his lap.

Gong Liang pushed back the broken hair on the back of his neck, looked at the bright red mark, and touched it with his cold fingertips.

Shanxing's body tensed up instantly, and then suddenly relaxed, rubbing against his lap like a big dog being touched.

Gong Liang felt a few fine lines on the edge of the pattern, as if he had carved a few words and hid them in the neckline.

He stared sideways at the sunset that had completely sunk outside the window.

It's better to plant flowers, this kind of pet that can run and jump is easy to lose control.

Gong Liang looked down at Shan Xing who was squinting on his lap, the expression on his face was somewhat indescribable.

It's not good to raise anything, but to raise such a stupid thing.

Shanxing, who was squinting comfortably, was thrown to the ground.

Shanxing blinked, Shanxing didn't know anything, Shanxing was very good, but Shanxing was hungry.

Gong Liang entered the kitchen with a bottle of oil, and Ababa chewed his waist-length hair into his mouth.

"Tsk..."

Gongliang felt a little annoyed.