Insomnia

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He made an appointment with Xia Chaoyang for lunch the next day. When he turned around again, Wen Qingying had already sat back at the table and started drawing on the card again.

Tao Ling walked over and sat down. He straightened his hands and pressed them on the table. He held his mobile phone from a distance and wrote: "I'm home."

Wen Qingying nodded after reading these words, stood up, and gently touched his shoulder with a pressing gesture, indicating that he would wait a moment.

Tao Ling then sat there and watched Wen Qingying pull out a handful of red bayberry flowers from the flower bucket. He smiled and lowered his eyes to look at the phone screen.

A few minutes later, Wen Qingying handed over the flowers. Tao Ling stood up and took them, nodding.

Wen Qingying walked to the door, pushed up the rolling shutter door, and opened the glass door. Only then did Tao Ling realize that it was almost evening.

He knew that Wen Qingying would stay at the flower shop for a while, so he took the flowers and said goodbye to him.

When he reached the end of the street, Tao Ling picked up a small card from the flower stem and unfolded it. It says:

"Sir, this is a flower from the Amaranthaceae family. It has very strong vitality. Cut the roots flat before inserting water. Remember to pick off any dried flowers."

The three words "Wen Qingying" are still hidden in the bouquet pattern in the lower right corner.

When they reached the intersection, Tao Ling felt increasingly uncomfortable. He couldn't explain the feeling, except that he didn't want to leave.

After standing on the side of the road for too long, when I came back to my senses, the sky suddenly dimmed, the green light on the opposite side was flashing, and people were rushing on the zebra crossing.

After two seconds, Tao Ling turned around and strode towards the flower shop.

The author has something to say: Wen Qingying almost gave Tao Ling a bouquet of acacia plums tonight, but considering certain factors, he finally changed it to Qianrihong. ——True Material Bot Halfway through, Tao Ling slowed down, looked down at the road, and secretly wondered why he wanted to look back. Finally, he thought that after receiving so many flowers, he had to treat Wen Qingying to a meal.

Thinking about it in his mind, he happened to arrive in front of the beef noodle restaurant he had visited before. Tao Ling looked up and saw Wen Qingying's back, walking towards the other end of the street.

He wanted to shout, but when he opened his mouth and remembered that Wen Qingying couldn't hear him, he raised his step to follow, and then he took a step. Suddenly, a girl with short hair ran over from the roadside, jumped forward, and took Wen Qingying's arm. elbow.

It seemed that he had been waiting for him at the intersection for a while.

Wen Qingying's posture was natural, as if she was used to being relied on. Her other hand passed around her body and patted the girl's head. The girl smiled and shook her hair.

The figures of a man and a woman quickly disappeared around the corner.

The hand holding the bouquet tightened, Tao Ling stood there for a moment, then turned to go home.

It was clearly a sunny day during the day, but at night it was so dark that neither the stars nor the moon appeared.

Qianrihong was thrown into the washbasin on the coffee table. Tao Ling stood on the balcony of the study room after taking a shower, looking at the light in the building opposite and guessing what other people's families were like.

The weather was getting cold so fast that he couldn't wear his windbreaker for a few days anymore. Thinking about what to wear, he took out his phone and opened the school forum.

The previous post saying that Wen Qingying was a scumbag has gone down.

The school is so big, there are so many people around, and there is something new every day. No matter how bad the flower shop owner is, he has only made waves in a certain sensitive heart.

It doesn't interfere with anyone's life.

Tao Ling flipped through page after page, and only found the post on the third page. He didn't even read the content. He logged in directly with his mobile phone number and followed the post with his extremely middle-class ID. He said it in two concise words——

"Scumbag."

Exit immediately after writing.

After half a minute, he felt that something was wrong with him, his words were wrong, and his behavior was extremely wrong, so he turned around and wanted to delete the building, but he didn't expect that he didn't have the permission to delete it.

Fuck you.

Impatiently, he clicked on his floor a few times, his brain twitched, and he added as if to make up for it: "Maybe that girl is my sister."

The poster seems to be online all the time. When I saw someone replying, he said: "Upstairs, are you smart? You do this and that. You are the boss's troll and you forgot to change your number?"

After a while, a slightly familiar ID said: "The guy on the left, we met again. Let me just say, you are the one who pays the most attention to the boss. I will give you your own theory. You are interested in strangers." Possessiveness, you have a problem.”

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