Who says those who retire at the speed of light are not heroes?

"Your breath seems to... fall on my neck."

"is it?"

"Yeah, it's a little itchy." Xu Wanyue muttered softly, but her voice was a little shy at the moment. Lin Cheng didn't want to be treated as a pervert by her, so he explained immediately, "Your hair smells really good."

"If you like it, I'll give you the link to that shampoo."

"it is good."

"My phone is out of battery, please add me." Xu Wanyue told Lin Cheng her cell phone number, and he silently memorized it in his heart. After a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed to himself.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Wanyue turned around and looked at him strangely.

"You may not believe this, but you will be the first woman I ask to be my friend."

"Such a greasy, overbearing CEO tone. The short videos I've watched aren't shot like this."

Lin Cheng clenched his fists.

Hard.

The fist is hard.

Xu Wanyue took off her apron, turned around, and looked at Lin Cheng's face tenderly. She was looking at Lin Cheng very seriously, but this kind of look made Lin Cheng feel a little uncomfortable. He asked strangely, "Why are you staring at me?"

"No, I just realized... you're pretty good-looking." Xu Wanyue suddenly reached out and gently pinched his face, "You're very suitable for filming those little milk dog-style short dramas..."

Lin Cheng took a deep breath.

Xu Wanyue's hands were still slightly cold, but pinching his face was surprisingly comfortable. He stared straight into Xu Wanyue's eyes and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Who allowed you to pinch my face?"

"I suddenly feel that you are so cute, so I want to pinch you."

"I'm not a little puppy... I want to pinch you too." Lin Cheng took a deep breath.

Xu Wanyue withdrew her hand and took a step back cautiously, "No, pinching a girl's face is considered hooliganism."

"Then why can you pinch me?"

"I'm a girl, and I'm older than you. According to seniority, you should call me sister." Xu Wanyue snorted, with her hands behind her back. "Okay, okay, I'm going home. If you want to eat something tomorrow, send me a message in advance. I'll buy some groceries. Some of the vegetables in your supermarket downstairs are not very fresh."

"it is good."

Xu Wanyue came to the chair and began to put on her shoes. She bent slightly. Lin Cheng found that he seemed to have an inexplicable desire to win over Xu Wanyue. At this moment, he moved closer to her and asked, "Do you want me to help you put on your shoes?"

...This time I was just being shameless on purpose.

Xu Wanyue was stunned for a moment, tilted her head, and then decisively refused.

"I don't want it."

She put on her shoes hurriedly, as if she was afraid that Lin Cheng would do something perverted to her. Her cheeks flushed slightly. After putting on the high heels, she stood up and adjusted the hem of her skirt.

"I'm going home. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Lin Cheng watched her walk out the door. She closed the door gently. The sky outside the window quietly darkened. Lin Cheng turned off the lights in the room, sat on the sofa, and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window alone.

It's over, I'm teased.

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Nine p.m.

Lin Cheng rolled over and over on the bed dozens of times but couldn't figure out why Xu Wanyue's face kept appearing in his mind at this moment.

It clearly gives people a silly feeling, no, it must be because it's spring and cats and dogs are in heat. It's reasonable to be attracted to girls for a moment, but no... I can't do this, I should go out for a walk and calm down.

I am a single aristocrat, a proud literary youth, and definitely not a perverted puppy who gets horny when seeing white stockings.

At ten past nine, Lin Cheng got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, blew his hair with a hair dryer, took out a suit that he treasured from the closet, put it on, and tidied himself up in front of the full-length mirror.

perfect.

I feel like an ace salesperson.

He went downstairs, got on his motorcycle, and drove to a flower shop not far from the street. He had a long-term cooperative relationship with the owner of the flower shop. He bought a bouquet of roses from there, and drove to the downtown area with the bunch of roses. After parking the car, Lin Cheng hung a QR code payment sign on his chest and began to sell his roses.

Yes, he is such a boring person.

Selling flowers is one of his part-time jobs, not because he is short of money, but because he played games at home for seven days and felt that his life was empty. After rolling over and over in bed for thirty-six times, he decided to find a reason to go out.

So when he was bored, he would take a bunch of roses and go to a square to sell flowers.

The sign on his chest clearly stated that the flowers were 8 yuan each and needed to be picked up by oneself. It was rare to see couples buying flowers, but there were quite a few lively girls who came to him to buy a flower and then asked him with blinking eyes if he wanted to add their contact information. At this time, Lin Cheng would shake his head and refuse... well, because it gave him a sense of accomplishment.

Finished. Why do I feel like I am a bit funny now?

Occasionally he would chat with girls passing by, and if they were lucky, he would invite them to take a ride on his motorcycle. The weather was quite cool tonight, so he didn't feel very hot in this suit. The suit was custom-made for him by Lizhi. It was not a formal style, but more casual. It was his eighteenth birthday gift. Lin Cheng had no idea how much it cost... It was one of the few formal suits he had. The rest of his clothes were bought by himself.

Lizhi used to complain about why he always wore black. At that time, he could only answer faintly that it was to mourn his life. Now that he is older, he suddenly feels ashamed when he thinks about it.

The twenty roses tonight were sold faster than Lin Cheng had imagined. He felt that his melancholy expression was just right. If it rained now, he would definitely look like a man with a story. Now there were only the last two bouquets left. Lin Cheng stood by the road, leaning against the street light, watching the couples passing by.

He had never envied these couples before. He once firmly believed that love was a Ponzi scheme. There was no love without reason in the world. The only real secret to maintaining love was constant attraction. Today, Xu Wanyue really touched his sore spot. He had never had a decent relationship in the past twenty years... He had had several opportunities before, but unfortunately he missed them all.

Two hours passed, people walked by one after another on the roadside, and Lin Cheng still hadn't sold the last two roses in his hand.

It’s jade.

Lin Cheng squatted on the edge of the curb, looking down at his own shadow. He raised his hands to play with his shadow out of boredom, imitating various small animals with his hands. After a while, he heard a slightly familiar female voice in his ears.

“How much do you sell flowers?”

"You're in luck, girl. I'm just about to close my stall. Originally two cigarettes cost 16 dollars, but now I'm charging you 12 dollars for the purchase price. If you're interested, I'll also give you a motorcycle ride..."

Lin Cheng raised his head and was about to smile, but the smile suddenly stopped.

"why you?"

Under the street light, Lu Xiaoxiao folded her arms across her chest, raised her chin slightly, looked down from above, and the moon-white hem of her skirt swayed gently in the evening breeze.

29 Nonsense

"I just came out of the movie. It seems like we really have a bad fate."

Lu Xiaoxiao also wanted to know why she and Lin Chengzhen were so destined to be together.

She hasn't been home for three days and has been staying in an e-sports hotel these days. She occasionally goes out to eat something delicious during the day and plays games in the hotel at night. Her activities are mainly near the hotel. She had just come out of a movie theater near the hotel and saw this man sitting on the side of the road, seemingly boxing with his own shadow.

He looks pretty...good-looking in a suit.

"There's no such thing as fate. It's all man-made. I dreamed last night that we would meet by chance under the street light. I rode my bike here specifically to sell flowers." Lin Cheng stood up from the ground, picked up a rose and handed it to her.

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't answer. She curled her lips and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"About three or four hours." Lin Cheng answered indifferently.

In fact, he really wasn't here to wait for Lu Xiaoxiao, he just felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk. He was usually active in the nearby business district, and after selling flowers he would often go to the bar where he sang to have a beer. The e-sports hotel where Lu Xiaoxiao stayed was also nearby, so Lin Cheng couldn't tell whether this was a coincidence or not.

"Is this how you usually trick girls?"

"Yes, yes, there are many ignorant girls like you wearing JK uniforms who come to me to buy flowers. The brave ones will ride on my motorcycle with me. I will take them to the top of the mountain outside the city to watch the stars."

"Oh? Where did you get the suit?"

Lu Xiaoxiao curiously stretched out her hand and felt the fabric of his suit, from his collarbone to his lower abdomen. She couldn't see clearly under the night light, but the texture of the suit was very good, and based on her intuition, it should not be cheap.

"How could you have been in the circle of rich ladies back then without a set of clothes?"

Lu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, but still took the rose and put it in the pocket of her open white shirt. Then she tilted her head towards him and asked, "Where did you say we can see the stars?"

"There's Turnip Mountain outside the city. You can see it if you ride to the top of the mountain."

"Let's go." Lu Xiaoxiao said lightly.

Lin Cheng put the remaining rose in his hand into his shirt pocket and said with a sad face, "This service is usually prepared for me to deceive ignorant girls later."

"Three hundred dollars, will you go?"

"No, the lowest must be three hundred and fifty." Lin Cheng began to bargain.

"Four hundred, let's go." Lu Xiaoxiao said calmly. Lin Cheng led her to his motorcycle. Lu Xiaoxiao thought of this car again. She had to admit that Lin Cheng's driving skills were really good. On that rainy night, she only needed to hold Lin Cheng tightly, and she felt safe all the way.

Lin Cheng asked Hong Shao to ask someone to send the bike to him. He must have been too lazy to go to the east of the city and ride it back, it would be too troublesome.

There was only one helmet, so Lin Cheng gave it to Lu Xiaoxiao. Lu Xiaoxiao glanced at him and said, "You wear it. If something happens, I will definitely not die from the fall, but you may not."

"Okay." Lin Cheng put on the helmet, and Lu Xiaoxiao jumped lightly and sat in the back seat. Lin Cheng always felt something was wrong. She was wearing an open white shirt and a moon-white plaid skirt. Lu Xiaoxiao seemed to have thought of what he was worried about, "I'm holding up the skirt. Besides, I have safety pants."

"Oh……"

So Lin Cheng drove off.

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Half an hour later.

The strong wind on the bike path made it impossible for Lu Xiaoxiao to communicate with Lin Cheng. She always thought that speeding was a stupid thing. When Lin Cheng rode out of the city and came to an empty road in the suburbs, the wind blew through her ears and hair. She suddenly found the fun of speeding, although she did gently hug Lin Cheng's waist out of subconscious fear and buried her cheek in his back because she couldn't open her eyes due to the wind.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Cheng rode his bike to the top of the mountain. There was a dim pillar lamp, an ancient well and a pavilion on the top of the mountain. This was Lin Cheng's secret base. Sometimes he would come here to sit when he was bored.

Lin Cheng and Lu Xiaoxiao got out of the car. Lin Cheng walked to the pavilion on the top of the mountain. Then he reached out and pulled out a wooden box from under the pavilion. There were more than a dozen cans of craft beer in it.

Lu Xiaoxiao:?

"Did you know that if you get caught driving under the influence, your driver's license will be revoked?"

"It doesn't matter just this once." Lin Cheng opened a can of beer and handed it to her. Lu Xiaoxiao sat on the chair in the pavilion, pinched the beer can lightly with her fingers, and the beer suddenly became cold. She handed the can to Lin Cheng and took another one.

"Where did this beer come from?"

"I moved it here a while ago, but I usually only drink it when I'm here alone."

"Why?" Lu Xiaoxiao asked subconsciously.

"Who would drink and race with others for no reason?"

"Aren't you afraid of falling to death?" Lu Xiaoxiao took a sip of cold beer. Her ability was really useful at this time.

"Death is nothing to be afraid of." Lin Cheng also took a big sip of beer and looked at the moon opposite the top of the mountain. There were some dim stars beside the moon. The light pollution in the city was getting more and more serious, so the stars were dim and invisible. Only the suburbs like this were slightly better.

Lu Xiaoxiao always felt that his words were a bit immature, and she laughed subconsciously. She sat beside him and looked at the moon in the distance, "If death is not scary, then what is scary?"

"I don't know why being alive is so much more terrifying than dying."

"Here we go again. You told me the same thing that night." Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly recalled. This conversation sounded so familiar. She and Lin Cheng had also talked about this on that rainy night in the bar. These words with a bit of a middle school temperament, under the catalysis of alcohol, cast a veil of mystery over this man, making her inexplicably want to get closer to him and explore his secrets.

Lin Cheng didn't know what to say, so he could only smile helplessly and took another big sip of beer.

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The spring night is very quiet.

The lamp was next to the pavilion. The light was not very bright, but a little dim. Lu Xiaoxiao and Lin Cheng were sitting not far away from each other, and neither of them spoke.

It’s not that I have nothing to say, but it seems nice to just stay silent at this moment.

In the silence, the wind is shaking, the bubbles of beer in the mouth are breaking, and the sound of the beer flowing through the throat is extremely clear. In the distance, there are large patches of plum blossoms, blooming all over the mountain, and the petals are falling to the ground. Even some white petals are floating in the wind, but they are not very clear in the night. If a strong wind blows at this moment, will it be like a heavy snow?

Lu Xiaoxiao leaned lazily on the chair with the beer put aside. She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling the wind blowing on her face. The night was quiet, but Lin Cheng suddenly stood up and gently grabbed the air.

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't see clearly what he was doing until Lin Cheng showed her his palm mysteriously, "Firefly."

Lu Xiaoxiao moved closer and saw the fireflies emitting a faint green light. She didn't know how many years it had been since she had seen such little things. Lin Cheng was like a naive child, showing her his favorite toy.

"Rotten grass becomes fireflies, shining brightly in the moonlight."

"what?"

"I just feel a little emotional. I haven't seen it for a long time." The firefly in Lin Cheng's hand flew away. He suddenly looked at Lu Xiaoxiao with an inexplicably serious expression, "Do you still want to ask me the question I asked you last time?"

"What."

"It's about the identity behind Siming's mask... In fact, I've always felt that Siming is also very similar to a firefly."

"don't know."

"He appeared because of the natural disaster, shining brightly. When the natural disaster is over, there will be no place for him in this world."

"He is indifferent to fame and fortune. If he wanted to, he could have directly taken control of the entire alliance back then."

"If I remember correctly, there are many rumors that Siming is not very old, right?"