Chapter 78: The endless flow of strawberry flowers...
The commercial streets were bustling with activity, the horns of traffic clamoring. The bright moonlight softened the sharp corners of Gu Xingjue's features, leaving his deep eyes soft and bright.
Su Bai was stunned. He never thought that there could be sincere affection in Gu Xingjue's sharp and cold eyes. Is this still the King of Hell who terrifies the whole company?
Su Bai's boyfriend, Lin Feng, paused, then smiled and said, "This is actually quite simple, but it's a bit tedious and time-consuming to make. Just buy the right materials. Use two or three sheets of floral paper, square plastic wrap of similar size to wrap the strawberries, silk thread for fixing, long bamboo skewers, and this internet-famous light bulb cord. It adds a touch of atmosphere and is the perfect finishing touch. That's all I need, it's just that good strawberries are hard to find at this time of year."
"When are you sending them off? Tomorrow?"
"Um."
"Time is a bit tight, so I'll buy the materials directly from the florist or have them delivered. There are more styles online, but it's too late."
"Okay, thank you." After saying this, Gu Xingjue turned and walked away, like the wind blowing past in the evening.
Wen Zhuo was no longer surprised by this. He nodded to the two and turned to follow Gu Xingjue. For some reason, Wen Zhuo felt a little excited, feeling a little emotional that his CEO had finally shown some signs of pursuing someone.
"Mr. Gu, do you want me to find someone to buy it for you?" Wen Zhuo's voice became smaller and smaller before he finished speaking, because he saw Gu Xingjue was already swiping the screen of his mobile phone to carefully select a flower shop.
"No, I can do it myself."
Wen Zhuo couldn't help but smile. The contrast between Boss Gu's serious pursuit of his wife and his usual cold-faced image was too great. Even a tough guy who was omnipotent at work and invincible in negotiations could fail sometimes.
It was very interesting and novel. Just by looking at it, Wen Zhuo was able to get rid of the fatigue from the non-stop business trip.
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Feng pinched Su Bai's face and walked in front of her to block her view.
Su Bai smiled and looked up at Lin Feng: "Nothing, I just think that our Mr. Gu's wife must be very happy."
The next day, Su Bai went to work and came to Gu Xingjue's office to report the overdue work from last night. He saw Gu Xingjue sitting at his desk...making strawberry flowers.
In order to keep the strawberries fresh, the temperature in the office was very low, so cold that Su Bai couldn't help shivering.
There was a dark spot under Gu Xingjue's eyes, and some bloodshot, but his expression did not show a trace of fatigue. Instead, he looked obsessed and persistent.
"Mr. Gu, good morning." Su Bai greeted him naturally. Since Gu Xingjue let her in, it meant that he didn't want others to see him making strawberry flowers with his own hands.
Gu Xingjue didn't seem to be very good at doing things with his hands. When he used too much force to tie the knot, the tail of the long bamboo stick hit the table, and the head of the bamboo stick accidentally pierced the tip of the strawberry and penetrated the plastic film, leaving a cut on his forearm. Blood slowly seeped out of the wound.
Su Bai was startled and said quickly: "Mr. Gu, I'll go get you a medicine box."
Su Bai went out and got the medicine box, and put it on the coffee table beside him: "Mr. Gu, please come here and deal with it first."
There was no empty space on Gu Xingjue's desk. All the documents on it were cleared to the side. In addition to tools, there were also some punctured failed strawberries.
Gu Xingjue glanced at the blood and frowned. It was a minor injury, but the dirty blood would stain the bouquet, so he walked over to the sofa and sat down.
Su Bai opened the medicine box and prepared the medicine and let him do it himself. Gu Xing definitely didn't like others touching him, so he did these things by himself.
"Go ahead." Gu Xingjue opened the disinfectant and poured it on the wound.
Su Bai's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly opened the folder to make a report, not daring to look at Gu Xingjue's rough handling method anymore.
After Su Bai finished her work report, Gu Xingjue let her go. Su Bai looked at Gu Xingjue and hesitated for a while, wanting to say something.
Gu Xingjue just put two Band-Aids on himself and left it at that. When he stood up, he glanced at Su Bai, turned around and sat back at his desk.
"explain."
Su Bai let out a long breath, unable to resist his curiosity: "Boss Gu...um, are you going to send it off tonight?"
Gu Xingjue picked up the plastic wrap and gently covered the strawberries: "Hmm."
Today was another monthly report meeting. For the first time ever, General Manager Gu postponed the meeting by one day. When a director came in to deliver some documents, he learned the reason for the delay.
The news quickly spread throughout the company.
"Do you know why our report was delayed?"
"I don't know, do you know?"
"Mr. Gu postponed it in order to make flowers for Mrs. Gu for the Chinese Valentine's Day."
"Oh my god, flowers, what flowers? He made them himself? Are they real or fake?"
"Really? I'm making it in the office right now. Strawberry flowers. The ones that were really popular at the end of last year, the ones made of strawberries."
"It's August now, and it's hard to buy sweet strawberries. They'll go sour and rancid if left out for a day or two in this heat."
"Hey, if I want it in the summer, I'm sure I can buy it. Who do you think Mr. Gu is? Is there anything he can't get? If you have money, you can buy anything..."
"I hate rich people."
"Me too, today is Qixi Festival, and I still hate stinky couples, sob."
"But I started to follow Mr. Gu and his wife. Oh my god, I feel like he is... a wife slave."
"Take out the word 'feeling'."
…
It rained in Vancouver last night, and there were still some puddles on the ground this morning, which made the air much fresher.
When Chen Song woke up this morning, he checked WeChat out of habit. He...didn't send any more messages?
Chen Song was stunned for a moment, sat up from the bed and rubbed his eyes.
Gu Xingjue's last message was sent around 8 o'clock last night: I'm at the company
Chen Song slid his thumb across the screen, but still no message appeared.
Yes. I really didn't post it anymore, it's not that my phone couldn't load it.
Chen Song got out of bed and opened the window. The morning breeze blew the curtains towards him, revealing the blue sky with clear blue clouds.
It’s been more than a month. It’s longer than I thought it would take to give up.
Chen Song had a busy day at work, having to perform a surgery. It was already past eight in the evening when he finished. He changed out of his scrubs and into a white lab coat.
"No way, boss, you still have to work overtime. Today is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Chen Song smiled faintly and said nothing.
Dong Jingming took off his mask and asked, "Why don't you go see your girlfriend? Hey, aren't you getting married next week? You can't see each other before the wedding?"
Ye Wenzhou suddenly became listless. "Her grandmother is ill and in the hospital. Her condition has worsened in the past two days. We may have to postpone our wedding. This matter has not been finalized yet, so I haven't told you yet."
"No wonder...you've been feeling down lately."
Chen Song stopped and left when he heard this: "What disease do you have?"
"Stomach cancer. I don't know if I can make it this year. If not, the wedding may be postponed to next year."
The three of them were silent for a moment. Ye Wenzhou changed into his casual clothes and said, "Don't be so serious. It's not like there's no hope. If we hold on, there's always a chance. The old lady herself said she won't die. She said she wants to live another ten years, until she reaches her eightieth birthday."
"No matter what, separation and death are things that everyone has to experience in life."
Dong Jingming smiled: "I understand. Should I call you Master this time?"
Chen Song's brows relaxed and he patted the two on the shoulders: "Go back and rest. It's getting late."
"Isn't Doctor Chen going back yet?"
"I'll be back soon after patrolling."
While Chen Song was checking on patients at night, he would also encounter security patrols in black in the corridors.
Since the Li Shan incident, Yile's security system has been significantly strengthened. This is clearly Gu Xingjue's doing.
Since Gu Xingjue has given up, it is estimated that the security system will be removed soon, and T Yile will no longer care about it, and may even withdraw its investment.
After all, when Chen Song gave up on Gu Xingjue, he didn't want to have anything to do with him again in his life.
It was almost midnight when Chen Song returned to the dormitory after get off work.
The moment the elevator door of the staff dormitory opened, the sensor light above also lit up.
This dormitory is similar to an ordinary old-style residential area. There are only two residents living opposite each other on the first floor, and there is a manual staircase leading up from the elevator door.
Chen Song took out the room card from his pocket, walked out of the elevator, and when he looked up, the scene in front of him made him stop.
The dim light fell on Chen Song, casting a faint glow. In front of him, Gu Xingjue sat on the ground, shrouded in the darkness, one leg propped up, a bouquet of flowers emitting an equally bright light in his arms, his shoulder leaning against the wall by the door.
The sparkling little lights, like sparkling fireflies, illuminated the delicately packaged strawberries. The warm yellow fireflies and the red strawberries collided to create a dreamy and charming color, gently illuminating Gu Xingjue's sleeping face.
He wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt, grey trousers, and white leather shoes. The light, refreshing color scheme made him look gentle, and his calmness was accompanied by an indescribable youthfulness.
That was Gu Xingjue, a man Chen Song had never seen before. Holding a bouquet of flowers, he looked like an affectionate prince from a fairy tale world.
A piece of soil on the tip of Chen Song's long-dried heart was quietly filled with sweet spring water, and a small flower silently emerged.
His heart beat faster, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
When the sensor light went out, the bunch of lit strawberry flowers bloomed in the dark night, gently outlining the outline of Gu Xingjue.
Chen Song took two steps forward and squatted. The sensor light then lit up and fell on his back. Chen Song saw him clearly again in the light.
After a long while, he whispered, "Gu Xingjue."
Gu Xingjue's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his sore eyes. He blinked tiredly and smiled lazily: "Wife, you're back."
"Surprise~"
His deep voice is uniquely charming, a little astringent, which makes it even more alluring, as if it wants to make people sick in sweet water.
Chen Song's heart sank, and he leaned back, keeping a polite distance from him.
"I'm a man."
Gu Xingjue smiled lightly, and the sound of his laughter was like a tingling electric current that penetrated his heart: "Husband, you're back."
Chen Song: “…”
"Don't shout." Chen Song's face felt hot, and his voice couldn't find its original pitch.
Gu Xingjue was still leaning against the wall, smiling as he spoke: "Chen Song, you're back. Thank you for your hard work after get off work."
"What are you doing here?" Chen Song's voice was muffled.
"I'm sending you flowers." Gu Xingjue said as if it was a matter of course.
"I don't want it, go back."
Gu Xingjue sat up straight, crossed his legs, and placed the flowers on the ground in front of his legs, placing them closer to Chen Song.
"You want it. Other kids have it, so my kids have to have it too."
"I'm not from your family, nor am I a child." Chen Song frowned. His legs were numb from squatting. He couldn't tell whether his legs were too numb to stand up or he didn't want to stand up.
"Then whose family are you from?" Gu Xingjue asked with a smile.
Chen Song didn't like Gu Xingjue's smile like that. Whenever he smiled like that, he felt like he was going to lose.
Chen Song calmed himself down, regained his indifferent expression, and stood up: "I'm not from anyone's family."
In Chen Song's heart, this is indeed the case.
"Chen Song," Gu Xingjue looked up at him, "Happy Qixi Festival."
When Chen Song looked down at him, he noticed the Band-Aid on his arm.
"You don't need to celebrate this festival alone. I won't accept it, so take it back."
Gu Xingjue smiled, but sadness slowly filled his eyes. "Then think of it as a bouquet of flowers sent to you by me, a patient, to thank Dr. Chen. How about it?"
"Not very good. I'm not your attending physician. It's Sude. You should thank him if you want. Move aside. I need to go in and rest."
A bitter feeling welled up in Gu Xing's heart, and he lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
He recalled the birthday dinner and gifts Chen Song had meticulously prepared for him. This was the feeling of having the fire of joy extinguished by cold water.
Gu Xingjue took out a banner from the side and said, "You are my attending physician. You cured my heart disease. I call you the reincarnation of Hua Tuo."
Gu Xingjue had already expected that Chen Song would refuse, so he resorted to this last resort.
Chen Song looked at the small red banner with the words "Chen Song, the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, the most beautiful doctor in the world" clearly engraved on it.
Chen Song: “…”
Gu Xingjue saw the man's face darken, and then he smiled and folded the banner and put it back into the bag.
He muttered, "I just wanted to thank you. I didn't give you a gift. Just these food. Oh, and this cake."
Gu Xingjue pointed to another bag: "Black Forest, your favorite."
"I don't like it," Chen Song said coldly, "Go back when you've had enough fun."
"I didn't play," Gu Xingjue lowered his eyes, his tone a little lost, "Then what do you like?"
“I don’t have anything I like.”
Chen Song had lived for so long, but he didn't really have much he loved. Everything was just okay, average, not something he truly loved. Nothing made him feel happy, and therefore, he had nothing he could truly love.
Maybe there were things and people that made him happy for a short time.
But that was only in the past. Just like a flash in the pan.
"There will be."
Gu Xingjue raised his eyes and looked at him, a glimmer in his deep eyes.
"There will always be something in this world that can keep you."
"I'll go look for it with you."
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