forgotten island

Zhang Chengyi woke up and it was almost dinner time. It was not very comfortable to go back to sleep. Fortunately, the headache was relieved. He ate some lunch and went to Nanqing. He was not in a good condition and did not drive. Looking for I got a substitute driver.

When they arrived, Nanqing was not there. Zhang Chengyi thought that Nanqing had changed shifts, so he huddled in the car and waited for him, but Nanqing did not show up until the flower shop closed at night.

Zhang Chengyi got out of the car, the night wind whizzed and circled around him, the scarf wrapped around his neck shook irregularly, Zhang Chengyi walked to the door of the flower shop with his pockets in his pockets, the glass door of the flower shop printed His slender figure, and that pale face that didn't know when.

Why didn't Nanqing come?

Did you see him yesterday?

If you see...

Does it mean...

Nan Qing hid again?

The more he thought about it, the colder he became, Zhang Chengyi kept pushing the reasons for Nanqing's non-appearance to the worst, stubbornly wanting to push himself to the heinous high platform, turning himself into a criminal, a man who made himself a criminal. The worst reason for Nan Qing to hide.

Everything touched by the thought was Zhang Chengyi's fear and uneasiness.As a result, he didn't have the courage to go back to the hotel. He was afraid that if he left his sight from here, he would lose all the news about Nanqing, the only news.

He took a step back, hugged his coat tightly, turned and walked into the car, praying that Nanqing would appear again tomorrow.

Originally, Zhang Chengyi wanted to stare at it all night, what if the flower shop suddenly opened in the middle of the night abnormally?Zhang Chengyi clearly knew how unrealistic this idea was, but he couldn't help leaning over here, because he had no other choice.

But the lingering alcohol and the thick night made the drowsiness even heavier, his eyelids seemed to be fighting, Zhang Chengyi floated up and down in the small car, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, his whole body was still sore. With Zhang Chengyi's stature, being huddled in the car really wronged his body. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, his eyes were a little white. He casually took out the wet wipes in the car and gave them to himself. After wiping his face, he rinsed his mouth with mineral water.

The early morning sunlight slowly fell through the white mist of winter, and the surrounding visibility was a bit low. Fortunately, I could still see the small flower shop. Zhang Chengyi ate up the bread that he hadn't eaten last night, and waited for him When I looked up again, I saw Nan Qing appearing at the door of the flower shop through the blue mist.

All the speculations yesterday were overthrown, Zhang Chengyi's state was obviously getting better with the naked eye, and it was only a few seconds before and after, but it seemed like a different person, the heart that had never been able to land was slowly put on the ground. The safest place.

Zhang Chengyi felt his limbs relax, and even the soreness was much less.

The rest of his life,

Fortunately, Nanqing is still there.

Zhang Chengyi sat up straight, watched Nan Qing open the door, watched him move out the flower pots one after another, but for some reason, Zhang Chengyi always felt a little weird, Nan Qing's back was a little unsteady, and his steps were always swaying, Zhang Chengyi frowned, and approached the car window, but the damn fog could only see the flower shop clearly, but Nan Qing's face could not be seen clearly.

Nanqing's state is too wrong, Zhang Chengyi thought, his eyes locked as well.

Until Nanqing moved the flowers out again, because he couldn't stand firmly, he freed up a hand to hold the door frame, and the flowerpot just fell off and hit the ground. When it splashes, the flower roots are exposed to the moist mist.

Zhang Chengyi got out of the car, stepped forward, and he didn't even feel anxious about being seen by Nan Qing. He even forgot that Nan Qing might not have calmed down and might be angry again after seeing him. Now he only wanted to ask Nan Qing What's wrong with him, he moved all those annoying flower pots out for Nan Qing.

"Nan Qing, are you alright?" Zhang Chengyi's voice was hoarse and exhausted.

When Nan Qing heard the voice, his body was a little thin, and he froze slightly. He turned around and looked at Zhang Chengyi who came behind him at some point.

Such a short distance made Zhang Chengyi see Nan Qing's entire face clearly in his eyes, and his heart ached.

Nan Qing was extremely emaciated, there was no blood on his face, his eyes looked at him wearily, his whole body looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, like the fog in front of his eyes, only the thick, endless white remained.

"Are you sick?" Zhang Chengyi raised his hand to touch him, but Nan Qing took a step back with a face full of resistance and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Chengyi didn't think of a reasonable excuse at all, he was bewildered by Nan Qing's weak appearance, and he couldn't calm down to think about the question he asked.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Nan Qing glanced over his shoulder, and the car was parked not far away, Nan Qing only needed to look a little forward to see it.

"Is that car yours?"

Zhang Chengyi pursed his lips, and the one who stretched out his hand was still standing there, looking a little funny. Finally, he retracted his hand, hung it by his side, and nodded.

Nan Qing glanced at him without emotion: "Are you a pervert?"

Zhang Chengyi closed his hanging hands a little, and didn't care about Nan Qing's words: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you to the hospital? You look very bad."

Nan Qing raised his eyes slightly: "I feel even more uncomfortable when I see you." He spoke bluntly and without any concealment, "Every time I see you, I make my words so clear, you obviously Understood, don't you? Zhang Dong, when did you become so shameless?"

Nan Qing, who was sick, had a bigger temper than usual, and the words he said were even harsher. The harsh sarcasm exploded in Zhang Chengyi's ears. Zhang Chengyi lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and his expression seemed aggrieved: "I'm sorry, I'll go right away, let me help you move the flowers out first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to go to the flower shop, but as soon as he lifted his footsteps, Nan Qing stood in front of him, with that look of refusal and a calm tone: "No need."

Nan Qing's appearance is really not suitable for carrying heavy objects. What he needs most now is to go home and rest.

"Let me help you, your condition needs to rest." Xu Shi was anxious, and Zhang Chengyi took a few steps forward. Seeing this, Nan Qing's eyes widened a little, and he stepped back without hesitation. Leaning against the glass, at some point, the fog had dissipated, and the sunlight had dissipated without hindrance. Zhang Chengyi turned his back to the light, and a heavy shadow fell on Nan Qing's body, enveloping his whole body.

Such a distance and such a light made Nan Qing feel uncomfortable. He was trapped in the shadow, and his complexion became worse and worse.

Zhang Chengyi looked at Nan Qing who was huddled in the shadow, reluctantly looked away, his heart and eyes were full of distress, maybe the light was too dark, he completely ignored Nan Qing's slightly changed face.

"Nan Qing..." Before he finished speaking, Nan Qing pushed hard, and the light was slightly exposed, falling on his face. Zhang Chengyi looked at Nan Qing's face that was dark at some point in surprise.

"Stay away from me, I'm disgusting."

Nan Qing's disgusted expression clearly appeared in front of Zhang Chengyi's eyes, without any falsehood, it was so explicit that every inch of his face was saying, I'm disgusting.

Zhang Chengyi stared blankly, then took a step back dully, tossing and turning the words in his mouth, and finally said sorry from the bottom of his heart helplessly.

Nan Qing's eyelashes seemed to tremble, he turned away his eyes, turned and walked into the flower shop, he knew that Zhang Chengyi was looking at him, and the obvious gaze fell on his back, how could he not know, but his heart has long since died Now, no matter whether Zhang Chengyi's eyes are warm or warm, it's just a look on his side.

Nan Qing was indeed sick. After he came to this city, or since Zhang Chengyi appeared, he was often sick. He was really embarrassed to let his colleagues stay on duty for another two days. Thinking that Zhang Chengyi would appear with such an expression and demeanor.

In fact, he had noticed that car a long time ago, and always thought it was just parked here. After all, there are many cars parked here every day, but the frequency of this car is too high, and it is difficult for Nanqing not to pay attention.

But the owner of the car was Zhang Chengyi, which really made him puzzled. After all, Zhang Chengyi came here to see him every day when he didn't go to work. the most important.

Nan Qing has been busy at the flower shop all morning. Fortunately, he has nothing to do in the afternoon, so he can take a rest. He arranged the bouquet and planned to water the flowers outside, but when he opened the door, he kicked a big bag, and Nan Qing bent down. Looking at it, it was full of medicines, as if he had bought every kind of medicine in the pharmacy, and he knew who put it here without thinking. Nan Qing straightened up and looked around, the car was gone Yes, he lowered his eyes to look for a long time, finally raised his feet and stepped over, as if he hadn't seen anything, he began to water the flowers calmly.

After finishing all this, Nan Qing went back to the flower shop, also stepped over, maybe it was too intrusive, Nan Qing who went in came out again, then picked up the bag, and took it to the trash can not far away, but he didn't Throw it in, but keep it on the side.It was absolutely impossible for him to throw away such a large bag of medicine.

In fact, Zhang Chengyi didn't leave, he just parked the car far away, and then used some connections to find the boss of Nanqing, and gave some money so that his mobile phone could be connected to the monitoring of the flower shop. He sat in the car and looked at the flowers. Every move of Nan Qing in the store, of course, he also saw the way he ignored the bag of medicine, Zhang Chengyi was not sad, it was a lie, but compared to sad and worried, it was really insignificant.

Zhang Chengyi watched Nan Qing sitting at the front desk in the surveillance, with his head hanging down, revealing his slender and fair neck. Although it was not very clear, it was not difficult to see that the protruding bones on his neck were shockingly thin, and he was lowering his head It says something, but it is not difficult to imagine that it should be a song.

When mentioning the tune, Zhang Chengyi couldn't help but think of his pocket watch, which he had never heard before, and Nanqing pulled the tune on the pocket watch for him.

The former self didn't care, but the present self can't get it.

Nanqing should never play that song again.