I woke up at dawn the next day. The weather was very good. The sunlight fell on the river, shining like a layer of broken gold.
I ran along Yanjiang Road and arrived at the flower shop that opened at nine o'clock on time. After cleaning up, I found a tutorial on how to wrap a bouquet on the Internet and started practicing it.
Just after wrapping a bouquet of flowers, the sensor bell at the door rang a clear female voice: "Welcome!"
This is the first customer that enters the store after I started working.
I raised my head and looked toward the door. The sunlight fell on the glass door, and the reflection was a bit dazzling. I squinted my eyes and saw clearly that it was a young man who came in.
The moment I saw that man clearly, my heart skipped a beat.
The man who has been appearing in my dreams since I was fourteen!
He walked into the store against the light, his face could not be seen clearly, he was wearing a black suit, his figure was thin, but he looked more and more tall and tall.
"I want nine-and-a-half-open white lilies!" The man looked at me and said, his voice as low as ever, with a hoarse magnetism.
I stared at him blankly, unable to make any sound.
Didn’t he say it would take a long time to come out? He came to me so quickly during the day?
I rubbed my eyes, thinking I was dreaming.
"Hey! Little sister, I want nine white lilies that don't need to be wrapped into a bouquet. Are they available?" the man asked again.
I came back to my senses and finally saw his face clearly. His eyes were slender but very bright, his nose bridge was high, his lips were thin, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He had a very handsome appearance, as if his whole face had a warm glow.
The taste of sunshine.
It’s not the same as the melancholy and sadness in the dream.
"Little sister?" When the man saw that I didn't speak, he called me again.
"Oh, Lily, yes, I will wrap it up for you now!"
I stood up in a panic, but accidentally dropped my cell phone on the ground, and hurriedly bent over to pick it up.
The man also bent down and stretched out his hand towards my mobile phone. Their fingertips touched, and I quickly retracted my hand.
His fingertips felt warm, not cold.
"Hello, my name is Qi Yue." Qi Yue picked up my phone, put it on the table, looked around and asked, "Did Sister Chen transfer this flower shop to you?"
"Hello!" I replied in a panic: "I am the new employee she hired. You want Bai Lily, right?"
"Yeah!" Qi Yue smiled politely and nodded.
I picked out nine white lilies, carefully wrapped them in silver-gray wrapping paper, and handed them to him, "A total of one hundred and twenty-eight yuan."
Qi Yue took the bouquet, nodded, handed me one hundred and fifty yuan and said: "No need to change, the flowers are well wrapped, thank you!"
I insisted on giving him the remaining money and said with a smile, "I think it's good to come here often to take care of business. We don't charge tips!"
Qi Yue took the change and nodded solemnly, "Okay!"
Qi Yue turned around and walked out with the flower in his arms. I looked at his back and almost confirmed that he was not the man in the dream. He just had a similar figure and voice. And if you listen carefully, although his voice was still low and hoarse,
But like his smile, there is a smell of warm winter sun.
From that day on, Qi Yue came to buy nine-branch white lilies every day. I had more contact with him. About a month later, he and I had almost become friends and knew everything about him. It was only then that I
I am absolutely sure that he is not the person in my dream.
Qi Yue is three years older than me. He just graduated from college and works as the vice president of his family's company. Those lilies were bought for his sick mother.
When he was still in college, his father died of illness, and the huge company fell on his mother's shoulders. As soon as he graduated, his mother became ill again and is now being treated in the hospital. His mother's favorite is Bai Baihe.
, in order to keep his mother in a good mood during her illness, he would buy a bouquet of fresh white lilies for her every morning.
I was a little touched by his filial piety and left his phone number and WeChat message, telling him that if he was busy with work and had no time to send flowers to the hospital, he could give me a call or send a message to send them to him.
Qi Yue happily agreed.
I learned how to pack various styles of bouquets, and also how to tie wedding cars. The flower shop’s business was getting better and better. When Chen Jie came to the flower shop and looked at the brand-new layout and huge profits, she was so happy that she hugged my shoulders and called me
He is her little lucky star, and he keeps praising himself for being discerning and able to recognize people with a keen eye.
Finally, she said that in order to retain talents, she wanted to partner with me. I didn’t need to contribute money, I just needed to contribute my efforts.
I smiled and rejected her proposal. Originally, the salary she gave me was already generous enough. It was 5,000 yuan per month. With the 20 yuan commission for wrapping bouquets and flower baskets, my monthly salary was already nearly 10,000 yuan.
, in Jiangzhou City, it is equivalent to the salary of a small white-collar worker.
There is an old saying in our hometown that it is hard to find a good partner when doing business. In a partnership business, conflicts will inevitably arise due to different opinions and the amount of dividends. These situations will not occur in an employment relationship.
I know she doesn't care about the money invested in the flower shop, but if I get the flower shop shares without paying a penny, I will feel uneasy and I will be in debt with Chen Jie from now on.
What's more, my ultimate dream is not to open a flower shop, but to become a psychic with my own studio.
Of course, I couldn't say these words to her directly. In order to make Chen Jie feel at ease, I told her that as long as I stayed in Jiangzhou City, I would not look for a job elsewhere and would always stay in the flower shop.
She was a little disappointed, but she didn't force it anymore and clamored to give me a salary increase. I didn't refuse and asked her to increase my basic salary by 1,000 yuan, because this would make her feel more at ease.
Life slipped through my fingers so slowly. In the blink of an eye, I had been working in the flower shop for almost five months. It had become a habit to hang out on Yanjiang Street until midnight every night, but I never met Gu Xiwen again.
During the Qingming Festival, I went back to Liuqiao Village to visit the grave of my fourth uncle and grandma and told her that I lived a good life in the provincial capital and burned paper and tribute incense well, but my fourth uncle and grandma did not show up.
I know that she used burning paper and tribute incense to tell me that she was very happy, and that she did not come out because she was afraid that my too much contact with her would affect my fortune, because I was not yet twenty-two years old, and I still had yin and yang tribulations in my body.
The night he returned to Jiangzhou City, Qi Yue sent me a message, telling me that he was going on a business trip and asked me to help him deliver a bouquet of lilies to his mother to the hospital the next morning.
I agreed.
Qi Yue was very happy. After expressing her gratitude repeatedly, she sent me a red envelope along with her mother’s ward and bed number.
April in Jiangzhou City is the rainiest season. It started to drizzle early the next morning, and the river not far away was also covered with a thick layer of white fog, and no ships could be seen coming and going.
At eight o'clock, I came to the hospital with a bouquet and found Qi Yue's mother's ward.
The ward is a huge ward with only one bed, sofa, wardrobe, air conditioner, TV and other furniture. If it weren't for the snow-white color and the faint smell of disinfectant that is unique to the hospital, you would almost suspect that you have walked into a hospital when you walk in.
Business hotel suite.
The ward was very quiet. The nurse must have gone out to do something. There was a woman with fair skin and slightly fat lying quietly on the hospital bed. Half of her face was covered by the quilt.
The sound of me opening the door startled her. She moved and asked, "Is it Yue'er? I told you yesterday that you don't need to come today. Aren't you going on a business trip?"
This voice was so familiar that I was stunned, but I couldn't remember when I had heard it. This chapter has been completed!