Substitute Wife:CEO Chases Love

The wind blows through her ears and brings endless coolness. Ran Kexin wrapped up her coat, stamped her feet and shivered in the cold wind. She almost did not want to recall. The salesgirl who had been smiling before turned into pity for a moment when she saw Jing Yan leave her behind.

That really made her feel embarrassed.

Angry, she left the jewelry store, counted the few poor steel bags in her purse, gave up the idea of taking a taxi and went to the bus stop to wait for the bus.

Idly fiddling with her mobile phone, ran Kexin mingles with the crowd waiting for the bus and raises her eyes to look around.

Facing the bus stop is a flower shop. Her appearance is reflected in the bright and clean glass. Although the flower shop is small, it also has all kinds of internal organs. Everything is well organized. The properly cut flowers still carry dew. Even the air on the road seems to be stained with fragrance if there is nothing.

With the gentle sound of wind chimes, the door of the florist was pushed open slowly. The old lady with round glasses and white hair took a couple out of the shop.

The couple in their twenties looked like they were in love. They were tall and handsome with a handsome man and a petite and delicate girl, holding hands like a pair of lovers.

The girl held a handful of enchanting blue enchantress in her hand, and her smile on her face was even more brilliant than the sunshine.

The man hugged her with one hand, bent down and said something funny in her ear, which made the girl angry at him. There was endless shame between his eyebrows. Then he blushed and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.

Like a dragonfly kiss, sweet and short.

The successful man quickly hugged her and deepened the deep French kiss full of love.

Ran Kexin looked at it and could not help but get the God.

This is the proper way for a normal newlyweds to get along with each other. It is sweet and warm. It is not like between her and Jing Yan that he has another love, and she also has her own girl feelings.

So at the end of the day, they will go their separate ways.

Ran Kexin moved her eyes sullently. Perhaps it was because she had watched for too long before. The old woman who had sent off the customers showed a kind and warm smile at her, which in a moment dispelled the chill all over her body.

After just experienced Jing Yan's treatment, ran Kexin was dazzled by the flash in the pan smile. She could not help but step forward and follow up.

When you enter a flower shop with a warm appearance, you will feel even more extraordinary. The flowers and plants are arranged in a disorderly way, which makes people feel lighter and lighter at a glance.

"Little girl, do you have something on your mind?" The old lady's mouth is full of silver, and her eyes behind the presbyopia glasses are not turbid at all, but twinkle with hale and hearty demeanor.

Ran Kexin unconsciously sipped her lips, leaving teeth marks on the petal like red lips, and nodded gently after a long time.

Her heart, at the moment when Jing Yan openly admits that she is Mrs. Jing, is completely out of order.

She has always boasted that she is clear headed and has never been such a muddleheaded person as Zhu Xiaoxiao. However, in the face of the love she has never set foot in, she can not help hesitating.

Seeing her tangled appearance, the old lady of the shop owner laughed more happily, and the fine lines in the corners of her eyes spread out, adding a few soft colors.

"Do you want to talk to yourself, or do you want to hear my story?"

Ran Kexin answered without thinking, "I want to hear your story!"

What happened to her was so complicated that it took a long time to make it clear. She would rather be a listener than tell her heart.

Although the old lady in front of her is gray, she is well maintained. Her skin is smooth and her body is clean. She has a graceful temperament all over her body. Her kind smile makes her look more amiable.

"Speaking of my story, let's start with the Jiangnan Water Town 70 years ago..." The old woman knelt down in front of a pot of three color camellia, patiently pruning each branch and sharp thorn with small silver scissors.

Hearing this, ran Kexin can't help but be surprised. She can't see that she is seventy years old.

Aware of her gaze, the old woman just smiles, does not explain much, and continues to understate the way, "my husband and I met at the age of 16. We are all the first people to like each other, and we fall in love with each other at one glance. "

The mood is full of happiness, no one can stop it.

Granny continued to maintain a leisurely tone, but the scissors in her hand stopped in the air. "Until the 1950s, when wars broke out, he went out to fight with the army, and in a flash he did not return for more than ten years."

Speaking of this, the old lady's rosy face shows the recollection and regret of the past.

"At that time, the villagers all advised me to remarry, but who knows that there is a strong soul under the weak body of the Jiangnan woman, and I insist on waiting for him to come back." The old woman reached out and took a rag and wiped the vase in front of her. Her action was unusual tenderness and patience."And then?" Hearing this, ran Kexin was slightly surprised. She almost thought that it would be a tragic ending of a tragic love story. A couple of lovers were separated from each other because of the war.

"And then, at the age of twenty-five, when I was waiting to be an old girl, I finally got to him. We got married as promised, and we spent the rest of our lives together. " The tone of understatement, collected to wait behind the infinite bitterness.

The old lady's mouth is still calm and smiling. Her eyes refracted by her lens reflect a gentle light, and her soft voice rings like a poem. "Many young people who come to buy flowers have heard this story. Some of them have an epiphany, but some don't care. What I want to tell you is - don't worry about love. Wait a moment, maybe you will There is another harvest. "

At this time, outside the florist came the squeak of tricycles. An old man, who was also over 70 years old, was pedaling with all his strength. Behind him was a blooming flower.

"Oh, the old man is back with his stock!" The old lady hastily put down her work and got up to greet her. Her skillful and happy actions showed her tacit understanding of mutual help for decades.

Ran Kexin looked at the old couple with gorgeous hair and smiling face outside the door, and suddenly felt that she believed in love again. In fact, these two words are not magnificent, but to know each other and meet each other.

In the barren life, who is the one she is destined to be?

Can she really wait for her own happiness when she slows down?

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