"Dude, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Jingchun also noticed that the boy in gray in front of him was in a bad mood, so he asked him.
"What's wrong?"
An angry look gradually emerged on the haggard face of the gray-clothed boy. "I've been fucking cheated on, damn it."
Jiang Li and Mo Jingchun looked at each other and saw embarrassment in each other's eyes.
"Excuse me," the gray-clothed boy seemed to have calmed down. "I wonder if you can do what I ask of you?"
Jiang Li nodded. "Sure, but it may take some time. Please wait a while."
"No need," the gray-shirted boy shook his head. "I'll give you an address. When the time comes, you can just order it for local delivery and have it delivered there. I'll pay you first."
"So, buddy, are these flowers for your ex-girlfriend?" Mo Jingchun asked tentatively.
"Ah, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I tell you this." The gray-clothed boy sighed, "Even though she cheated on me, I still like her. But I don't want to be a clown either. Giving her this bouquet of flowers is my way of putting an end to this relationship."
After the boy in gray finished speaking, his face returned to its previous haggard expression, but he seemed to have no strength to continue speaking.
After paying the money, the boy in gray left Xingyue Flower Shop. After today, he would completely let go.
Jiang Li put away the address given by the boy, put down the kettle in his hand, and walked towards the window door inside the flower shop.
There was a crisp sound of wind chimes, Jiang Li walked into the store, and Mo Jingchun followed closely behind.
Breakups, betrayals and curses.
This was the customer's request. Jiang Li had never created a flower arrangement by himself before.
Previously, it was Manager Shen who was in charge. Although she had watched many times, she had never tried it herself.
When Manager Shen left this morning, Jiang Li originally thought that an experienced person would come to take over temporarily, but he didn't expect that the person who came was Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun knew nothing about flower arrangement and the language of flowers, so naturally Jiang Lilai had to complete the current order alone.
White tea flowers, pale yellow laurel flowers, and deep-colored black lilies.
These flowers all meet the flower language requirements of the order to a certain extent. Jiang Li was thinking in his heart, wondering how to match them.
Mo Jingchun stood next to Jiang Li, quietly watching her with her arms crossed over her chest and one hand on her chin as she thought.
An inexplicable feeling of trance came over Mo Jingchun, and he felt as if he was back in the back seat of his senior year of high school.
He didn't look at the sky, but secretly watched Jiang Li who was thinking about the exercises.
Since meeting Jiang Li, Mo Jingchun seemed to look at the sky less often and steal glances at Jiang Li more often.
The latter seemed to have noticed something and would look at him with doubt every time, but fortunately Mo Jingchun reacted quickly and was never caught by Jiang Li.
"Have you seen enough?"
Jiang Li's clear voice rang in his ears. Mo Jingchun turned his head away guiltily, his earlobe feeling slightly hot.
Her pink lips curved upwards, and shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks. Mo Jingchun's current shy look was quite contrasting.
"I'm going to the floral cutting room inside. I'll leave the outside to you."
"receive!"
Mo Jingchun put down his right hand that was touching his earlobe and agreed with a smile.
Although Jiang Li put away his previous smile, Mo Jingchun could still notice the change in the girl's facial expression.
The scattered black hair dotted her deep eyes, like stars twinkling in the dark night.
Jiang Li walked into the cutting room inside the flower shop and closed the door sideways.
Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and returned to the counter where Jiang Li was originally.
Perhaps out of boredom, he picked up the flower arrangement encyclopedia that Jiang Li had been reading before.
The first page that caught my eye had Jiang Lijuan's beautiful handwriting on it. That was her name.
Mo Jingchun flipped through the book, which contained not only introductions to various flowers but also descriptions of some flower arrangement techniques.
“Pah.”
Mo Jingchun was reading when a card seemed to be stuck in the book. It fell out and hit the ground with an inaudible sound.
Mo Jingchun bent down and picked up the card that had fallen on the floor.
It's not really a card.
Because there was a pink and white flower stuck on it, Mo Jingchun recognized it at a glance. Wasn't that the gentian flower that he had given to Jiang Li?
The gentian flowers at this moment are no longer as fresh and tender as when Mo Jingchun gave them to Jiang Li.
The gentian flowers were cut into a suitable size and pasted onto this pure black card.
It was made into a floral specimen, which seemed to become an eternal memorial, and turned into fragments of memories of that time that once again flooded into my mind.
Black and white, the colors are clearly distinguished, like an unknown flower blooming in the dark night, no one cares about it, and no one discovers it.
But it is undeniable that it has indeed bloomed, and only those with sharp eyes can discover its existence in the dark.
Discovered the inconspicuous gentian flowers blooming on the roadside.
Mo Jingchun took a deep breath, his gaze gradually drifting away, stopping at the flower arrangement and cutting room that Jiang Li had just entered.
Why was this flower given in the first place?
In fact, all this did not have any special meaning. Mo Jingchun did not understand flowers. He just happened to see this flower blooming in the corner when he was leaving. He inexplicably felt that he was somewhat similar to Jiang Li.
In fact, many things are like this. What you do deliberately may not necessarily lead to success, but a casual action may become an important part of your life one day in the future.
Jiang Li loves flowers and also cherishes Mo Jingchun, but just like the gentian, she has become accustomed to staying in the corner and living a life where no one cares about her.
Many people who yearn for redemption say that they hope that one day in the future someone will break into their lives and become a ray of light that illuminates their dark lives.
But they didn't think about it.
Will people who have been in darkness for a long time really face the light with anticipation and choose the salvation of light when they see it?
Or maybe they huddle in fear, afraid that the light will bring not salvation, but another round of pain.
One-sided thinking cannot lead to rational results.
Just like a bat hiding in the shadows that cannot blend into the light, some people are destined to stay in dark corners, licking their ugly scars day after day.
If light can only be possessed for a short time, then Jiang Li would rather he had never appeared. As long as she stayed where she was, there would be no chance of her getting hurt.
This is Jiang Li's self-protection mode, and it is also the best method she thinks so far.
This is the reason why Jiang Li resisted, and it also came from her inner weakness.
"Jiang Li, you are so sensitive and smart, can you sense that I care about you?"
"Every time I see you alone, my heart aches."
"It hurts so much."
In the flower shop this afternoon, Mo Jingchun was alone, holding a no longer fresh gentian flower, muttering to himself.
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