Mirror Love Shadow

Chapter 34 The Fragrance of Flowers, Who Picks It Quietly?

I always like to continue to write yesterday's love and blooming heart in words. Love is like a dream, but the sad heart is no longer sad. Set on eternal love and heart.

What can be kept is a kind of destiny, and what can't be kept is a kind of no fate...Flowers bloom and fall, and finally that person's presence and farewell on the eternal fire of love in the heart, is projected on the relationship between hearts The reliance and parting in the breath, the love in retrospect is just a luxury of forgetting time, because the ignorance and ignorance in life are given in the exhausted love, so that the hidden heart is portrayed in the fragrance of elegance, I am the destined flower Qiaomei, the brilliance that blooms in the world of one's own life.

When I was immersed in the beautiful daydream, listening to Zijian's story, a shock came to my heart.

At this time, the mobile phone's Wangwang "beep" rang.

It was Daoxiang who was looking for me again, "I will meet you tomorrow afternoon at Xinjing Building opposite the old alley police station in Liujiexiang. I will wait for you there. You must come. I know you. Haha!" going offline.

I was confused by this inexplicable invitation.So, in desperation, I told Zijian.

He helped me carefully analyze this sudden invitation: "Since you know each other, he must have some purpose. There is no such kind of friend who meets without signing up or saying hello. You are really worried. I will accompany you to find out tomorrow." "Jiaolin, consider your safety, and I will quietly follow behind you."

"Okay!" I agreed to Zijian with an innocent face. It is really a blessing to have such a big brother who is eager to escort and protect me.

After I came back from the bar, I tossed and turned on the bed, thinking, "Who is this person? I had a fun with me on QQ today, do you want to go tomorrow? Forget it, I'll just listen to Zijian."

On a cool night, the tranquility of the community surrounds the clear small river. Looking down through the window, the plum blossoms are scattered and scattered in the wet mud. The fragrance of the dark fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of the mud after the autumn rain. The fragrance is tangy, and the doubts and anxiety are relieved and liberated in this serene call.With a leisurely state of mind, I fell asleep soundly in a sweet dream.

The next day, I came to this somewhat dilapidated and ancient alley as promised, and Zijian followed me closely, as if afraid of any mistakes or accidents.

A majestic and towering Xinjing building standing in the old alleys of green bricks seems to be the lost lead of the ancient streets, blending into the prosperity made of concrete and steel bars.

I saw a pair of black-rimmed glasses on a stylishly dressed man with an aquiline nose bridge, showing a slightly Wenshen look.Immediately the young man also saw me and waved slightly to me.

I looked inexplicably abrupt, thinking that I didn't know him, and walked into him with a heavy heart out of curiosity.

"Hello! I'm Daoxiang. If possible, could you sit down and chat with us at 12 on the 1204th floor of Xinjing Building? That's my home."

"I don't have time, what are you going to do? We don't know each other!" I answered him decisively.

"It's just chatting at my house, Langhua (my screen name), you can do whatever you want, as long as we are happy with each other. I really want to know you, and I hope you can come out to meet me, so I found someone I know Reason, don't be angry." The corner of his mouth suddenly curled up into a smirk and said to me.

His words and smirk made me feel a little evil. "I'm sorry, I have work and don't have time. Goodbye!" I squinted at him and replied decisively and hastily.

"Okay. I'm really sorry, let's get in touch online when we have time." He said wretchedly and helplessly.

When I got home, Zijian called me, "Don't talk to this guy in the future, if you want to find you again, give me his online number, and I'll deal with him."

I thanked Zijian with a smile and said, "Okay, brother Zijian."

Now, I'm really annoyed, wondering how such a weird and crazy person came out.From time to time, I think of some boring netizens that my sister Caijuan has experienced, and I can't help but feel that it is just a boring encounter.

The virtuality of the Internet beats the heart like a dream, and empty netizens take the opportunity to make trouble in this hypocritical world.It's like a stinky fishy smell coming out of a colorful bottleneck, and when our will resists everything in this colorful bottleneck and deliberately blows away these villains, our complicated emotions will still be drawn innocently, The frowning and uncontrollable emotions will always last for a while.

It's hard to suppress the messy life of this wind and rain.

Who is deliberately picking the fragrance of flowers in this love?
Folding flowers and willows, the fragrance of confusion, who is delusional?
At this point, I hope my wish will come true.All flowers bloom Bodhi!What wanders in this world is the prosperity of blooming flowers, even in the Sanskrit music is mysterious love!
In the unprovoked years, my heart has always been blooming in the artistic conception of flowers blooming and falling, looking forward to the years in fragrance together, secretly waiting for you to pick tomorrow's happiness together.

Now, in the flashy years, I am about to write again...in the palm of my hand...is the fragrance of flowers blooming.

(End of this chapter)