Chapter (156)
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The man was wearing glasses, his appearance was fair and his temperament was cold, and his brows were a little sullen, but he disappeared without a trace in an instant.
His eyes met suddenly, Wen Qingying's face was blank, but a hurricane suddenly blew in his heart.
He knew this man.
After looking at each other for a long time, the man seemed to feel strange, looked away, and took another handful of flowers from the flower stand.
After reporting the price, Wen Qingying suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, and turned to look for the kraft paper wrapped in flowers.
He stopped the man who was about to leave, wrapped the flowers awkwardly, used a card to tell him to change the water frequently, Wen Qingying turned around and continued trimming the hydrangea, and never looked at the man again.
After waiting for the others to leave, he walked to the door and saw the figure walking towards the subway station.
After thinking for a while, Wen Qingying started to pack up and close the store.
For a long time, Wen Qingying was keen to wander around the cemetery, and he would even look at the tombstones one by one, guessing the life of the people buried here.
Therefore, he had also seen the tombstone of the young man at a place slightly higher up against the wall.
After taking the next subway train and transferring to the next bus, Wen Qingying went to the cemetery.
Accompanying Wen Qiu for a long time, he walked down the path and pulled away a large clump of junipers, just in time to see the man who seemed to be frightened and stepped back half a step unconsciously.
The light came from far away, and the man saw clearly that it was him, and blurted out: "Wen Qingying?"
Wen Qingying blinked, secretly surprised.
After the man finished asking, he took out his mobile phone and typed: "What a coincidence, I remember you, the gentleman who bought flowers in the afternoon."
I stayed next to the flower market that night, and sat in the middle of the night as usual. Wen Qingying sent a text message to her former personal doctor: "Doctor Zhu, I will resume training this week, is it okay?"
After returning to the city in the morning to open a flower shop, Dr. Zhu's reply came: "Are you ready? If you give up halfway, it will be difficult to start all over again."
Wen Qingying stood in the flower shop, held her cell phone for a while, turned her head inadvertently, just saw the man passing by the door, and nodded at him as a greeting.
Seeing that the back figure entered the diagonally opposite school gate, Wen Qingying edited the message to send: "Ready."
When I woke up from a nap, it was late, the curtains blocked the light, and the air was extremely dull, as if a rainstorm was brewing.
Wen Qingying opened her eyes and habitually glanced at Tao Ling first, Tao Ling was still sleeping soundly with the pillow in his shoulder.
His eyes moved up and landed on the ceiling, and the scene in the dream was still spinning in front of him.
Perhaps it was because of chatting with Tao Ling about the past before going to bed. On this extremely ordinary day, Wen Qingying suddenly dreamed of the first meeting of two people.
My heart was sour and astringent for a while, but it was still full.
He opened a little distance and lowered his head to look at Tao Ling again. After looking at it for a long time, he began to palpitate again, as if he just fell in love with him every time.
In the dream, he realized that the embrace wasn't tight enough, Tao Ling moved forward unconsciously, the whole person was in Wen Qingying's arms, and his face rubbed against the side of his neck.
Wen Qingying laughed silently, kissed his forehead, kissed between his eyebrows, and finally let go of his hand and kissed his Adam's apple.
Tao Ling also woke up after a while, looked down and saw the top of Wen Qingying's head, feeling the collarbone being kissed, he smiled sleepily and asked, "What are you doing?"
Wen Qingying smiled and came to kiss his lips: "Sir."
"Yeah." Tao Ling responded and kissed him, feeling restless, he whispered, "We haven't done it for many days."
Wen Qingying breathed heavily, nodded, her lips pressed against his again, and her movements suddenly became a little rough.
Tao Ling raised his head and tried to meet, and the sound of rain outside suddenly sounded.
"It's raining," he said, panting.
Wen Qingying repeated: "It's raining."
Tao Ling smiled, the tip of his toes hooked his leg, and he turned over and pressed Wen Qingying on top of him.
Wen Qingying showed her little tiger teeth and looked at him with burning eyes.
Tao Ling sat on top of Wen Qingying, with his legs on his waist, his hands on his chest, looked at each other for a long time, and leaned over to lead a kiss.
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