my husband is a killer

Chapter 168 This time I don't want you! 3
Finally, when the green light turned on again, she rushed to the opposite street in a few steps, and then held her chest and gasped for breath!
Across the street, seeing that she had passed safely, Shao Tang, who had been following her all along, let go of his hand and let out a sigh of relief!
Walking slowly, she is on the other side of the street, and he is on this side of the street, in the same direction, at the same pace, but separated by countless vehicles coming and going, and countless complicated and dirty smells!
The people on the other side of the street buried their heads, still didn't look at the road, and still seemed preoccupied, while the people on the other side of the street turned their faces sideways, and their eyes never left the thin shadow on the opposite side for almost a moment!

The twilight is already fading, and the darkness engulfs every corner. The street lamps come on one by one, and the car lights are as bright as day, but they still can't illuminate the shadow on the sidewalk under the trees, nor can they illuminate the eyes on the other side of the street. The desolation is getting thicker and thicker!
After walking for a while, there was another bus platform. The woman stopped, and stood blankly among the people waiting for the bus. Buses kept stopping and leaving, and the people around her changed one after another. But she still stood with her head bowed, not moving!
Shao Tang was also standing motionless on the opposite side of the street, watching motionlessly, when the green light came on again, and the turbulent crowd walked from one side to the other, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed forward a few steps to grab the crowd. A child in a jacquard basket, the little boy smiled obediently:
"Brother, do you want to buy flowers?"

He glanced at the basket of colorful flowers and picked out a bunch of purple hyacinths.

When a small hand handed a bouquet of purple hyacinths to her eyes, Lan Jiao was taken aback. Just as she was about to ask the child in front of her, he spoke first:

"Sister, do you know what the flower language of purple hyacinth is?"

She opened her eyes wide in doubt, he paused, and immediately gave another answer:

"It's 'I'm sorry, please forgive me'. He said sorry to you and hope you get better!"

After finishing speaking, before she could open her mouth, she couldn't help but hand the flowers to her, and ran into the crowd with the small flower basket!

Who sent her this bouquet of flowers, and who wanted to say sorry to her?How could someone say sorry to her at this time, did the child mistake the person?

Lan Banana was holding the bouquet of flowers in a daze, and couldn't help but look up, but she didn't see a familiar figure in the sea of ​​strange people. She took a few steps back unwillingly to search, but suddenly saw someone not far away who had been watching. Her pair of men and women suddenly looked away!
(End of this chapter)