He walks against the light with her

Chapter 15 Ah Li, Be Good

A young man who hides a large bouquet of roses behind his back.

When you meet someone you like, both men and women are the same, even if you don't say anything, you can't hide the light in your eyes.

Song Yu (Niudan) stood at the door: "Jiang, Jiang Li..."

Jiang Li just hung up Su Yunsheng's phone and looked up at him.

do not know.

She withdrew her gaze and bent down to pick up the empty basket on the ground.

Song Yu cleared his throat, walked into the store with a straight back, and took out the flowers, "Jiang Li, see you off."

When he moved, he deliberately raised his hand, revealing the expensive watch on his wrist.

Jiang Li paused, and looked sideways at the bouquet of flowers.

With just one glance, he lowered his head again.

She has a nice plum blossom fragrance on her body, the light fragrance is lingering, elegant and charming.

Song Yu immediately lowered his eyes: "I, I, you, don't get me wrong, I, this, this is a custom, on the first day of the new year, I have to give flowers to people."

Custom shit!

Song Yu felt that this excuse was really bad.

I thought it was a fart, and he added a sentence later: "That, that, other people, there are people."

This instant lie is worse than the conventional one.

"No."

Jiang Li is very polite, but also divided.

She is very direct in rejecting those she doesn't know, even if her attitude is so cold that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

But so what?
Other people's feelings have nothing to do with her.

Song Yu was hit a bit, but still refused to give up: "Really, other people in Murakami have it too."

When I turned back, I called the flower shop and sent roses to every house in the village.

Even if he gets beaten up by his father after returning home, as long as she is willing to accept it, it will be worth the money.

Jiang Li placed the empty basket in the corner.

Song Yu followed, and as soon as he got closer, he heard her ask back: "So?"

Whether other people have it is other people's business and has nothing to do with her.

Song Yu was stunned by the question.

It is so repulsive to people thousands of miles away that even the roses are going to wilt.

……

Aunt Wu opened a laundromat, which will be open as usual during the Chinese New Year.

A wind chime is hung on the doorknob of the laundry shop, and it will jingle when a guest arrives.

Aunt Wu had heard of the tenants of Grandma Chunhua's house, but this was the first time she had met her.

The pillowcase was placed with a pile of clean clothes, and she talked to her while looking for it.

"How old is the young man?" When he entered the door, he gave his name, Shen Yan.

Shen Yan smiled, polite but alienated: "24."

Yo, that's a good age.

Aunt Wu turned her head and looked at him a few times: "Is there a date?"

He shook his head: "No."

Good age, good looks, and single.

Aunt Wu became more interested in being a matchmaker: "As the saying goes, male colleges should be married, and female colleges should be married. When you are married, you have to take advantage of your youth. I have a distant niece here. She is 22 years old and graduated from a prestigious university. She is beautiful. You are smart and tall, and you are at home all year round, why don't you make an appointment for the two of you to meet in a few days?"

Nowadays, there are too few good men, so I have to keep them for my girls.

"No thanks."

Aunt Wu thought he was shy: "It doesn't matter, I was born this time, we met twice, you young people, add a WeChat, because you are too busy to see each other, why don't you just come here when you are chatting about your relationship."

Shen Yan refused again: "It's really not necessary, I don't plan to live here forever, I will leave after a while."

Oh, no place to live.

That doesn't work.

To find a partner, you must have a car, a house, and a stable job.

Aunt Wu's eyes turned cold for a moment: "Well, then Auntie won't force it."

She handed over the pillowcase, showing the attitude towards customers: "Here, it's all mended, and there is no seam."

Shen Yan said "Thank you", scanned the payment code on the wall, gave the money, and left.

……

At noon, the Welfare Village became lively.

The sound of New Year's greetings, the sound of greetings, the sound continues.

Grass fragrance, plum blossom fragrance, fragrance lingering.

Shen Yan was walking in the alley carrying a bag with a pillowcase in it. In the inner pocket of the short down jacket was a delicate thermos cup, which contained the ginger tea he made early in the morning.

He won't stay here for too long, and he will leave once the year is over.

So some things, some people, it's better to divide them cleanly.

No involvement, no reluctance.

In front is the Zhoujia Fruit Shop.

Shen Yan's footsteps inadvertently slowed down.

Suddenly, a shout came from behind: "Hey, give way, give way~"

The deliveryman of the small supermarket at the entrance of the village carried two boxes of beer in his hand, and a few scattered bottles in milky white plastic bags, hooked on his little finger.

He walked forward with small, quick steps.

When passing by Shen Yan, there was a hole at the bottom of the plastic bag.

"Clang..."

The beer bottles fell to the ground, and one bottle shattered directly, turning into a puddle of glass slag.

Shen Yan stood at the side of the alley, staring at the pile of green shattered glass in a daze.

"If he doesn't die, I die."

"Where is the fairness in this world? There has never been fairness."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I will teach you later."

……

There are strange dialogues appearing in my mind.

It was not his memory, but his voice, over and over again.

"Shen Yan!"

He clenched the bag tightly in his hand, heard the sound, raised his head, his eyes were blank.

"Shen Yan."

Jiang Li came out of the store and walked towards him.

Behind him, Song Yu who was holding a rose followed.

When she passed the pool of glass slag, she paused.

The beautiful girl's eyes are cold and indifferent, like a demon spirit who has cultivated for thousands of years, with the viciousness to destroy the world.

The delivery man turned pale with fright, packed up in a hurry, and ran away carrying two boxes of beer.

Shen Yan glanced at the shattered beer bottle, her eyes gradually cleared up.

Unlike before, direct and warm.

"Ali."

"Ah."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Ok?"

Shen Yan didn't explain.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Jiang Li looked at him, something that had never been seen in the eyes that had been indifferent before.

Shen Yan took out the thermos cup from the inner bag and handed it over: "The ginger tea I boiled in the morning is specially made for you."

Unscrewing the lid, a gust of hot air rushed out, accompanied by the sweet smell of ginger mixed with brown sugar lingering in the air.

Shen Yan stared at her: "You, always wear so little, be careful of catching cold."

Jiang Li shook his head.

Since she was a child, she was not afraid of the cold, and she never got sick if she wore less clothes.

None of the colds.

He smiled again, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, and he said tenderly, "Be good and drink up."

Jiang Li nodded and started to drink.

What an obedient girl.

After a long time, his eyes moved away from the obedient girl and looked at Song Yu.

That piece of red is dazzling.

He asked, "Do you like her?"

Niudan is now as cowardly as an egg: "No, no, who said I like it?"

Shen Yan said lazily: "Then this flower..."

His tone was casual, but his eyes were aggressive.

Niudan didn't dare to answer.

The girl who drank the whole cup of ginger tea spoke up: "He said there are all."

Shen Yan said "Oh": "Then Grandma Chunhua also has it?"

He stretched out his hand and said bluntly, "Hello, I am a tenant of Courtyard No. [-]. I accepted this flower for my mother-in-law. Thank you."

　Shen Yan: "Do you like her?"

　　Niudan: "No, no, your wife, I dare not."

　　Yuzu: "I like her, how about it?"

　　Shen Yan: "How dare you!"

　　Grapefruit: "Okay, you should be vegetarian for the next few days!"

　　Shen Yan: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)