"Just remember next time. I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

He was smiling, the morning light shining on him, let his whole person warm.

Looking at his smile, Zhou Ting is different from Yang Yue, but There is another kind of inexpressible familiarity.

his body is filled with faint perfume for men. Bellflower.

Not wearing a suit, but a thin overcoat, high collar black sweater, the whole person seems lazy and luxurious, although some casual, but did not affect the temperament.

He and Yang Yueming have two different feelings. Yang is more mature and steady, relaxed and moderate in his work, giving people the feeling that a gentleman is powerful, elegant and has an indescribable personality charm.

But

Why did she feel very similar? There was a kind of breath in his body that attracted him, the same breath as Yang Yue.

Fatal temptation.

Mysterious and unknown things attract people's yearning and curiosity to explore.

It's like an onion. It makes her want to push it one layer at a time.

She has never felt like this about others. She has never been short of pursuers since she was young. All kinds of people have seen her, but she has never been so attracted.

The man strode away, she forgot to ask the name, also feel no need.

It's just a passer-by in a hurry. Why should I remember my life.

He is just like Yang Yue, not the same person, even though he feels familiar, but Never that person.

She went out to take a taxi and left the hospital without any nostalgia.

After experiencing this incident, she cherished herself and her life for the rest of her life.

She has learned a lot from the truth in adversity.

Like is not only a cavity of blood, but also to be thoughtful.

Even though she is ready to fight against time and intends to give everything, she ignores the scars from outsiders.

It turns out that the unimportant person can also give her a fatal blow.

If she doesn't cheer up again, she will be very sorry for Yi Nuan, and waste her friendship of taking care of herself in the hospital every day.

Also failed her to come forward and settle the trouble for herself.

Girls We must live for those who love us. Those who don't love us, why worry and waste our thoughts?

Looking at the bright sunshine in winter, she felt that she was mature and steady all of a sudden, but The price of growth is a little high.

She didn't know that after the car left, the man who had gone in before appeared at the door.

He watched the car go away until he could no longer see it.

He looked up at the sky, the sun glared.

He reached out to cover the light and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He used a new identity, no longer a copy of others, has his own ideas.

He suddenly felt that this moment was rebirth.

I've been afraid to take a step. Now I've really done it. It turns out that So hearty!

When she returns to the store, she is still afraid of the shadow.

But after observing her for several hours, she was busy with her work as if nothing had happened. She also joked with her colleagues and had a clear laugh. She was relieved.

It seems that the haze is completely over.

Just then, the florist's delivery man came again.

These days, Zhou Ting is in the hospital, but the flowers Yang Yue ordered are still sent every day. She specially asked. Unexpectedly, Yang Yue bought flowers for a year at a time and sent them in different patterns every day.

Now that people are gone, it's not appropriate to collect flowers, but it's Zhou Ting's business after all, so she didn't refuse.

During her absence, she always put flowers in the lounge. At first, she didn't like flowers. But when she saw them every day, she got used to them when she smelled more. Gradually, she still felt that the fragrance of flowers was good and could calm and nourish her spirit. She was easily sleepy. She often dozed off when she was busy. Maybe she was too busy recently.

Xu yinuan didn't pay attention to the tiny change, pretending to comfort himself.

"Miss Zhou, please sign for your flowers."

Zhou Ting looked at today's a big hold full of stars, a little distracted.

The flower language of all over the sky is pure and beautiful soul.

She came forward, held her arms carefully, and wrote down her name.

In every handful of flowers, there is a card, which says: Good morning, my Miss Zhou.

Although the computer printed out, but between the lines, she can still feel his heart.

She took a long breath and said, "Hello, I don't need to send flowers any more. Mr. Yang has passed away. This flower I don't have to. It's hard for you. "

"This Mr. Yang paid all the money for the whole year. Isn't that right? "

"Don't give it away. Even if I give it away, I won't ask for it again. Why go for nothing?"

"This All right The dispatcher finally compromised: "I'll go back and tell my boss that I can't do it.""Well, don't come tomorrow."

Zhou Ting light said.

Back in the lounge, she put the flowers in.

"If you feel sentimental, throw away the flowers, so that you don't feel sad."

"It's OK. Keep it. It's the last one. And it's dried flowers, which can be kept for a long time, so it's a decoration for the room. "

"Really not?"

"Not only don't throw it, but keep it all the time. People are wrong, flowers are right. Moreover, Yang Yue is not bad to me either. His parents are rude and unreasonable. What's more, if people die like lights are off, I don't care so much. After all, I'm still alive. Why can't I live with the dead? "

"I won't be sad any more. In the future, I will work harder and live wonderfully. I want to be such an excellent person as sister Yi Nuan!"

Zhou Ting shows her face, showing a bright smile, just like what she saw at the beginning.

I was a little girl. When I first came here, I was still in bud, but now I can see that it is in full bloom, with charming fragrance.

People, only grow up, will become more and more excellent.

Even if the price of growth is very heavy, it is always worth paying!

At the moment, there is a big flower shop at the intersection of a street outside.

The dispatcher told the boss what happened today, but the boss just chuckled.

He stroked the warm and open white rose and said faintly, "it doesn't matter, as long as she accepts the bunch of dried flowers."

He guessed that Zhou Ting would do so, so the last bunch of dried flowers could be preserved forever.

The dried flowers are infected with poison, mixed into the root and stem flowers, and then dried in the sun. The daily aroma will make people feel sleepy, until finally, they fall into a thorough sleep.

Xie Jun named the spice "Sleeping Beauty". It's a nice name. It makes people feel no pain and even dream.

The happiest time of dreams is also when people leave.

"Since I don't send flowers anymore, I think it's time for me to show up."

The corner of black shadow's mouth is crooked with the smile of strategizing, everything is under control.

Half an hour later, he appeared at the door of the western restaurant, looked at Zhou Ting and said:

"Hello, I'm Wei Ying, an old florist. Are you Miss Zhou, Zhou Ting?"

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