President, don't tease me

"Big brother, buy a flower for this sister." the little girl has sharp eyes and sees the relationship between Beiming Han and Tang Guo. As soon as she put the rose in Tang Guo's hand, her eyes turned to Beiming Han.

Beiming looked at the little girl with an expressionless face, and his unsmiling appearance made the little girl flustered, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Seeing this, Tang Guo glared at Beiming Han angrily and said in a low voice, "why don't you smile! It's frightening other girls!"

When Beiming Han heard Tang Guo's blame, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. After all, he pulled out a smile.

It's just that Beiming's cold skin smiles and meat doesn't smile, which is more penetrating in the little girl's eyes.

"Sister, can you buy my flowers?" the little girl dared not look up at Beiming cold again, but looked at Tang Guo pitifully.

Tang Guo looked at the roses in his hand. Although they were still fragrant, there were some signs of withering because of the long time.

But Rao was so. Tang Guo nodded.

"Are those in your hand for sale?" Tang Guo pointed to the few roses left in the little girl's basket, which were about to wither.

The little girl was stunned at first, then nodded, lowered her eyelids and said in frustration: "these are for sale. But they are almost withered and can't be sold." the reason why the little girl dared to sell flowers to Tang Guo is that the little girl somehow felt that Tang Guo was a kind-hearted person.

Tang Guo looked at the little girl's dejected appearance, and his face was stained with heartache.

"Well, I'll buy all your flowers." Tang guogang wanted to pay, but Beiming cold pressed him down.

"How much money is left? Including the basket." Bei Minghan looked at the little girl and asked coldly.

The little girl was obviously afraid of Beiming cold, and the depression on her little face suddenly turned into fear.

"I... these flowers cost a total of... Forty-five... Flower basket... I can give you the flower basket." the little girl spoke intermittently because of fear, and her little body was still trembling slightly.

Tang Guo looked at the little girl's fear, looked up at the north, and sighed silently.

To tell the truth, Beiming Han doesn't look like a child's face to be afraid. But when Beiming Han treats strangers, he always exudes the chill of refusing people thousands of miles away, so it's not strange for the little girl to see him so afraid.

Tang Guo stood up, gathered to Beiming Han's ear and whispered, "give me more."

Beiming Han looked at Tang Guo, who smiled and smiled at him. He was silent for a moment and said hello.

Beiming Han knows that Tang Guo is heartbroken about the little girl.

Many people come to this place to sell flowers at night. Most of them are young children like little girls. They may have been cheated by some MLM organizations. Lost his parents, lost his family, wandering alone in this city far away from his hometown.

They don't know where they are, and maybe they don't know what the meaning of living is for.

But if you can help, help.

Beiming Han smartly took out five hundred yuan bills from his wallet and put them into the little girl's hand. The other hand took the flower basket from the little girl's hand.

The little girl looked at the five brand-new bills in her hand, her eyes widened, raised her head in shock, and couldn't even speak. After the little girl reacted, she took out four bills and wanted to return them to Beiming Han.

"Big brother, thank you. But I can't," said the little girl crisply.

Although she hasn't read many books, she has basic consciousness and moral bottom line.

The mother who was far away from her once taught her not to take other people's money at will. Unless you earn it yourself.

"Big brother, wait. I'll give you change." the little girl put the remaining 100 yuan into the small satchel she carried with her, and then looked for the change seriously.

Tang Guo and Beiming Han were silent, staring at the little girl taking out the scattered RMB from her satchel, and then seriously folding each RMB neatly. Finally, after carefully counting the RMB 55, a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Here!" the little girl reached out and handed the shabby RMB to beiminghan. Obviously, she was giving the money to others, but the little girl smiled happier than when she got the money.

Tang Guo suddenly cried, and even she felt caught off guard.

The little girl looked at Tang Guo crying without warning and immediately panicked. The little man patted Tang Guo's hand.

"Big sister, what's the matter with you?"

Tang Guo shook his head vigorously, took out a paper towel to wipe away his tears, and secretly scolded himself for being bad.

How can you cry outside! Still in front of a little girl! Tang Guo, what a shame!

Beiming Han looked at Tang Guo and wiped his tears. A look of heartache flashed in his eyes. He leaned down and wiped away the tears from the corners of Tang Guo's eyes.

"Guoguo, it's outside."

The cold and light words of the northern underworld hit Tangguo Mingmen directly. Tang Guo's tears were stopped and nodded again and again.

"Little girl, just take it. It's our new year gift for you." the new year is coming in two days, but these children don't know if they can find their way home and eat a bowl of hot rice.

The little girl looked at the fifty-five yuan handed back by Tang Guo and was very tangled in her heart. He put out his hand a little, but took it back immediately. Just got it back. But you want to reach out.

Tang Guo looked at the little girl's hesitation, gently pulled out the little girl's hand, stuffed 55 yuan into the little girl's palm, and then smiled.

"Remember, this is the reward you deserve. Take it as... The overtime pay for you. Besides, we can't ask for such a big flower basket for free."

The little girl looked at Tang Guo's smile and nodded with red eyes. "Thank you!" the little girl said, bowed deeply, then turned and ran away in a hurry. The little girl's tears were scattered by the wind, and a drop fell into Tang Guo's hand and heart.

Tang Guo looked at the background of the little woman leaving, his eyes were stained with sadness, and involuntarily held Beiming Han's hand.

"Beiming Han, how many people will be like those little girls?" Beiming Han knows what Tang Guo refers to. Tang Guo refers to how many people will lose their parents and home like little girls.

Beiming Han shook his head, "I don't know."

Tang Guo pursed his lower lip and flashed a reluctant look in his eyes.

"Bei Ming Han, I will find a way to help these children in the future." Tang Guo said word by word. He shook Bei Ming Han's hand, loosened it and turned it into a fist.

Beiming nodded.

They just got into the car. The melodious bell on the other side of the square floated with the air.

It's twelve o'clock.

Beiming cold suddenly stopped and pulled Tang Guo's hand when he was about to open the door. Tang Guo fell into Beiming cold's arms.

Tang Guo raised his head, looked at the cold and hot sight of Beiming, smiled clearly, stood on tiptoe and kissed it affectionately.

"Beiming is cold, Happy Valentine's day."

"Happy Valentine's day."