Nowadays, many customers like to choose by themselves.
On the contrary, I don’t like others to talk too much around me.
Guests will call him when necessary.
…
He looked at the man standing by the flowers and plants, with his head lowered, but it didn't look like he was picking flowers and plants, but more like he was in a trance.
"Mr. Shan."
The store manager walked to the man with glasses.
There was a bit of concern on his face.
"You don't seem to be looking very well."
Mr. Shan is a regular customer of this flower shop.
Some time ago, Mr. Shan came to the flower shop almost every day to buy flowers.
Therefore, he became familiar with Mr. Shan.
Mr. Shan has a gentle temper.
They easily became friends who could chat naturally every time they met.
...
"ah?"
Mr. Shan seemed a little frightened.
His body trembled.
The store manager lowered his voice.
"Mr. Shan, would you like a cup of tea?"
...
"ah?"
Mr. Shan seems to have not fully reacted yet.
The store manager walked to the table next to Master Xiao.
Pour a cup of tea.
Because it was for Master Xiao, he subconsciously prepared tea.
Now that he is pouring tea for Mr. Shan, he is a little amused by his own assumptions.
He didn't even ask Master Xiao for his opinion in advance, so he preconceived the idea that Master Xiao liked drinking tea more than coffee.
But now is obviously not the time to dwell on your "mistakes".
He handed the tea cup to Mr. Shan.
"Please have tea."
...
"Thank you, thank you."
Mr. Shan took the teacup blankly.
He said thank you blankly again.
When the slightly bitter tea entered his throat, he belatedly noticed the fragrant aroma of tea coming towards him.
He smiled bitterly.
...
"Mr. Shan, would you like a snack?"
The store manager smiles.
"......ah?"
"What did you say?"
Mr. Shan smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I was distracted."
He was absent-minded all day today.
No.
Not just today.
During this period of time, he had been in a somewhat dazed state.
...
"It doesn't matter."
The store manager shook his head slightly.
"I just took the liberty."
"Mr. Shan doesn't plan to buy flowers today, does he?"
…
Mr. Shan was stunned.
"I……"
Mr. Shan took another sip of tea.
Look down.
Only then did he realize that it was scented tea.
If it were in another place, he would have noticed the rich aroma of scented tea from the beginning.
But this is a flower shop.
The fragrant floral fragrance made him unable to distinguish where it came from.
"I have no idea……"
Mr. Shan murmured.
Maybe it’s the fragrance of the flowers, maybe the tea tastes slightly bitter in the mouth but soon returns to sweetness, maybe it’s the store manager’s always good attitude and the slight concern in his eyes right now...
He couldn't help but speak his mind.
…
have no idea?
The store manager hid his thoughtful expression on his face.
Smile gently.
"Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"
The first time Mr. Shan came to the store to buy flowers was because he wanted to give them to the girl he liked.
A month later, Mr. Shan said he wanted to buy flowers to confess to the girl he liked.
The next day, Mr. Shan told him with a smile on his face that he wanted to buy flowers for his girlfriend.
Mr. Shan's girlfriend likes flowers very much.
Therefore, Mr. Shan comes to the flower shop almost every day to take home a bouquet of flowers for his girlfriend.
…
Mr. Shan hasn't been here for a while.
He didn't pay too much attention.
After all, it is impossible for one customer to come to his shop and buy a lifetime of flowers.
But now it seems that the reason why Mr. Shan no longer comes to the flower shop to buy flowers... is probably because of a relationship problem.
…
"quarrel?"
Mr. Shan's face showed a somewhat confused look.
"No……"
He shook his head.
He hesitated and stopped, "I don't know..."
…
"Then what do you know?"
He didn't know when he came nearby, and Zhuge Yun, who pricked up his ears, couldn't help but whisper.
…
The store manager smiled slightly.
"As long as it's not a quarrel."
"Did the two of them have a disagreement over something?"
…
Disagreement?
Mr. Shan's eyes lit up with a faint light.
right.
This is it!
"Well, we had a disagreement."
He nodded vigorously.
"us-"
Mr. Shan's voice stopped suddenly.
His eyes flickered, as if he was hesitating about something.
…
The store manager did not pursue Mr. Shan’s unfinished questions.
His eyebrows relaxed.
"It's normal for couples to have occasional disagreements."
"Two of you talk more."
"We will definitely find a compromise."
"It's fine."
The store manager comforted Mr. Shan.
"As long as you both hold the idea of solving the problem, you will definitely make peace."
…
"But……"
Mr. Shan lowered his head.
The muffled voice revealed some strange emotions.
"...I don't want to...make peace with her."
The store manager was stunned.
Zhuge Yun, who was eavesdropping, Zhang Bo, who rolled his eyes but still came over when he saw Zhuge Yun eavesdropping, and Zhao Luzheng, who saw everyone gathered in one place and came over, were all stunned.
This unfolds...
Why isn't it right?
…
"...Mr. Shan?"
The store manager was a little unsure about the previous sentence. Did Mr. Shan want him to continue asking?
Don’t want to reconcile as before?
He thought that he probably knew what was going on...
…
"Tsk, tsk."
Zhuge Yun smacked his lips in a low voice, feeling a little sour in his heart, "He is not the flower shop manager."
"How can you have such troubles?"
Zhang Bo rolled his eyes.
They all understood the problem that the man wearing glasses was struggling with.
I want to break up with my girlfriend but don’t know how to talk to her.
...
"His girlfriend likes him very much..."
Zhao Luzheng murmured.
"But he doesn't like it anymore."
Zhang Bo couldn't stand this man's coquettishness, "Wouldn't it be nice to make this kind of thing clear?"
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."
"It would be bad for both parties to drag it out."
…
"Easy for you to say."
Zhuge Yun shook his head, "Onlookers know clearly, but those in authority are confused."
"When the real thing comes, few people will be so decisive."
"Besides, this man seems to have a good temper."
"I have a good temper, but I am often indecisive."
Zhuge Yun's analysis was clear and logical, "He doesn't want to hurt that girl, right?"
…
"But it's hard to wrong yourself."
Zhao Luzheng frowned.
The man with glasses doesn't look good at all.
Looking dazed.
The color is haggard.
At first glance, it seems that I have been troubled by this problem for a long time.
…
"Store manager."
The man with glasses seemed to have made up his mind.
"Would you like to hear what I have to say?"
As time went by, he only felt more and more depressed.
The whole person's mental state is not good.
There were also many small mistakes made at work that should not have been made.
This can't go on like this.
He thought that at least... talking to someone would make him feel better.
…
It's not like he hasn't thought about seeing a psychiatrist.
However, he has never seen a psychiatrist before...
It seems to be a simple thing when you say it... Once you need to implement it in detail...