Zhang Ling walked out of the building and saw Li Xiang waiting not far away.
He held a bouquet of white carnations in his hand, which was very similar to the one she held in her dream last night.
This is a proposal!
But why don't you wear a mask of gypsophila as in your dream?
No, that's not right.
It felt like she was expecting Li Xiang to propose.
She shook her head violently.
Trying to get this evil thought out of her head.
Li Xiang was walking towards her at this time.
Although he was smiling, his face looked haggard;
Although his steps are steady, he can't hide the sadness in his heart;
Although he was smiling at her with a bouquet of white carnations in his hand, his sadness over the death of his grandma could not be concealed in his smile.
The two stopped less than two meters apart. She was not complaining about Li Xiangzhen's choice of time to propose.
She was even debating whether she should refuse like in her dream?
He placed the white carnation in his hand in front of her. She lowered her head but did not dare to take a closer look at the beautiful blooming flowers.
She felt that she shouldn't be so passive waiting to be confessed.
Should she take the initiative to say something? Try to nip his thoughts of confession in the cradle.
She mustered up the courage to raise her head suddenly and said to him:
"Li Xiang, I think grandma just passed away last night. To be honest, I feel very uncomfortable inside. But you came here early in the morning with a bouquet of flowers and asked me..."
"Wait a minute!" Li Xiang heard the intention to refuse from Zhang Ling's tone, and then explained with some confusion, "Zhang Ling, I think you have misunderstood something?"
He came to apologize for grandma!
But it sounded from her tone that he was planning something evil against her.
Zhang Ling defended: "Did I misunderstand? It's impossible. Don't you just want to..."
Li Xiang probably guessed it from her expression, so he continued what she said: "Yes, I came here just to ask you, did you receive the message I sent you last night?"
He would not allow her to express her refusal prematurely.
"Oh, this!" Zhang Ling blushed instantly and became embarrassed, "I received it. Why do you ask?"
How could she guess wrong? Fortunately, she didn't say the rest.
If she really said it, how would she meet people in the future? He would think she was too narcissistic.
"I guess you must have been confused because of your grandma's behavior before she died. That's why you haven't replied to my messages. I came here today to apologize to you on behalf of grandma."
After Zhang Ling listened to Li Xiang's explanation, she looked at the flowers in front of her with confusion and asked:
"Apologise, just apologize. Why did you give me white carnations?"
Does she know what white carnations mean?
"That's because grandma mentioned before she died that you told her that you really liked this kind of flower. I thought since I want to send flowers, why not just send a bouquet of what you like."
"etc."
When did she express to her grandma that she particularly liked white carnations?
Zhang Ling touched her head with a headache and thought about it.
No, she definitely never said these words.
But grandma has passed away. It would be meaningless for her to pursue these matters any further.
"Why don't you like it? Maybe grandma remembered it wrong!" Li Xiang was confused about Zhang Ling's delay in accepting the flowers.
Because Li Xiang has no idea that the flower language of white carnations is pure love.
Giving flowers like this to Zhang Ling obviously meant to express love.
"Oh, grandma said it! Okay, then I'll accept it." Zhang Ling took the carnation with both hands.
Because she has also heard that white carnation flowers are slightly pale and have the meaning of mourning and longing. They express feelings of condolences and longing for deceased relatives and are also a kind of mourning flower.
If she accepts the flower according to this theory, it can be regarded as a kind of memory for her grandma. By the way, it also ends Li Xiang's obsession with her.
Li Xiang was very happy when he saw Zhang Ling accepting the carnation.
He turned around and left without saying another word.
A blush appeared on Zhang Ling's cheeks, she lowered her head to admire the beauty and fragrance of the flowers, her ears seemed to be waiting for his words.
Unfortunately, after not hearing any sound for a long time, she suddenly looked up and found that his figure had gone away.
"This piece of wood! Why did you leave without saying a word?" she whispered and stomped her feet.
Yan Yuan stood behind her at some point, with his head tilted to the side of her shoulder. He first smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and then looked up at Li Xiang's retreating back.
"Why...are you so reluctant to let me go?"
Listening to Yan Yuan's provocative tone, she looked a little surprised and said:
"When did you come?"
Yan Yuan put a hand on Zhang Ling's shoulder, pretending to think seriously for a while, and then said like a parrot:
"Well, I guess you were wondering why you left without saying a word? I still have something to say to you."
Listening to Yan Yuan's somewhat bitchy voice, her penis instantly fell to the ground. She raised her hand and pushed it away forcefully and said:
"What! When did I say such a thing? Get out of here."
"Didn't you say it?" Yan Yuan, with a bit of a shameless smile, clung to Zhang Ling's side again and said, "I understand. That must be because you didn't say it, I heard what you said in your heart."
"Fuck you! Leave quickly. If you don't leave quickly, you'll be late for work." Zhang Ling urged.
Now she is indeed as Yan Yuan said, she doesn't say what's in her heart, and she is somewhat complaining that Li Xiang didn't ask her to leave with him.
Now I still have to deal with Yan Yuan's verbal entanglement.
moment.
Zhang Ling looked at Yan Yuan, the co-pilot, with disgust and said:
"Do you have anything important to say now? Say it quickly."
She felt that Yan Yuan was just looking for excuses to gossip about cars.
If there was really something important to say, why didn't you say it after it took so long between last night and breakfast?
Yan Yuan's smiling face suddenly turned serious. He cleared his throat and said:
"Here's what happened. Let me take Li Xiang's good friend Chen Jian to the hospital."
"Don't you need to worry about this matter anymore?" Zhang Ling said doubtfully.
Yan Yuan said: "Yes, you don't want me to worry about it. But in order not to affect the progress of your relationship with Li Xiang, I feel that I must buy some gifts for that Chen Jian to express my gratitude. Otherwise, I will feel very sorry."
"Are you giving a gift? Or an apology gift!" She happened to be waiting at the traffic light and looked at Yan Yuan in surprise.
This is definitely an unprecedented first for Yan Yuan.
It's even more unlike the ideas that Yan Yuan came up with out of his head.
Yan Yuan felt uncomfortable looking at Zhang Ling's burning eyes and said:
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I think this is too unusual!" Zhang Ling finally said with a sigh of relief as if she was holding her breath.
Yan Yuan's eyes were a little flustered, as if he felt that he was not performing well in some way, which made Zhang Ling see that he had other intentions.
"Can't I give gifts to apologize?" Yan Yuan explained calmly.
"Yes, yes. It's just..." Zhang Ling stopped mid-sentence, her smile was thought-provoking.
At this time, the intersection light turned green, so she could only continue driving forward.
Yan Yuan failed to hear the second half of Zhang Ling's words in time, and was obviously worried and couldn't help but ask: "What? What is it? You should tell me!"
"It's just that this is so unlike your Yan Yuan style. Didn't you say that you only accept gifts from men and will never give them to men? Why did you change your principles when you met Chen Jian?
?Unusual!”
"Why is this unusual? I...Isn't this just for you?" Yan Yuan said with obvious guilt.
Zhang Ling saw that Yan Yuan's purpose was not simple and said intentionally:
"Since it's for me, then you just listen to me. There is no need to give gifts. Just stay calm and don't provoke that Chen Jian again."
"Why does this sound so awkward? It feels like I'm just like your little bean. I always like to cause you trouble every day."
"How can you be the same as Xiaodouzi?"
"This sounds more pleasant to my ears." Yan Yuan said with a smile.
Zhang Ling suddenly changed the subject and said:
"My little Douzi is much better than you. She didn't send other people's children directly to the hospital like you."
"You..." Yan Yuan raised his hand angrily to hit Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling pretended to be scared and reminded:
"Drive, I'm driving. You'd better be calm."
Yan Yuan calmed down his anger, sat back in the passenger seat, pouted and said:
"Humph! I'll spare you for now."
"Look. Xiaodouzi never disturbs me like you do when I'm driving." Zhang Ling continued teasing.
The implication is that Yan Yuan is still inferior to Xiaodouzi.
Yan Yuan suppressed her anger and said:
"We are talking about Chen Jian, how come Xiaodouzi is involved? Let's not talk about it. I just want to give this gift. Just tell me whether you can help or not."
"Help, help. This is what you said. If I refuse again, it will be too unkind." Zhang Ling saw Yan Yuan's determination.
She guessed that either Yan Yuan was really guilty and wanted to give a gift to apologize;
Either they understand Chen Jian’s life experience clearly and plan to raise one more fish for their own fish pond;
Or maybe he was brainwashed by his father. I really think they are a good match...
She recalled Yan Yuan's appearance when she came home last night, and she didn't see her father. She thought it was more likely that he had been brainwashed by his father.
Alas, father!
You can really find things for me.
No matter what the situation is now?
Yan Yuan started talking like this, so she could only help reluctantly.
Yan Yuan was obviously excited and said:
"Okay, remember to pick me up after get off work tonight and buy gifts together."
Zhang Ling happened to come to the intersection again. After slamming on the brakes and waiting for the car to stop, she turned to look at Yan Yuan and asked:
"Ah! Do you need to be so impatient?"
Yan Yuan said with a bit of shyness on her face:
"Isn't it better to do this as soon as possible? This will prevent Chen Jian from misunderstanding that she is an irresponsible woman."
"Drink!" She looked at Yan Yuan in surprise.
I thought I heard it wrong.
Because it was the first time I heard that Yan Yuan would care about his image in the hearts of men.
"What's wrong? There's no need to make such a fuss." Yan Yuan said with some confusion.
Suddenly, if her phone hadn't rang, she would have wanted to ask Yan Yuan why he said so many amazing things today?
After looking at it, it was an unfamiliar local number. Considering that she was driving, she said to Yan Yuan:
"We'll talk about your business later. First help me answer the phone and put it on speakerphone."
"Mom, answer the phone quickly!" Xiaodouzi's voice came as soon as Yan Yuan answered the phone.
Yan Yuan asked: "Xiaodouzi?"
"Aunt Yan?"
"it's me!"
"Where's my mother?"
"Your mother is driving and can't answer the phone. If you have something to say, she can hear it."
"Mom, the school will hold a parent-child sports meeting in two days. Both parents are required to participate. I would like to ask if you and dad can come together?"
"Can you and dad come together?" When Yan Yuan heard these four words, with an incredible smile, he looked at Zhang Ling and read them again like a repeater.
Zhang Ling looked at Yan Yuan's puzzled eyes and now extremely regretted not answering the call directly with a Bluetooth headset.
Now she could only lower her voice and scold Yan Yuan with her eyes:
"You'd better be honest with me and don't say anything in front of the child."
Yan Yuan nodded pretending to be aggrieved.
"Mom, did you hear that?" Xiaodouzi asked, not hearing the response for a long time.
Zhang Ling said: "Oh, what time?"
"The sports meeting will start next Monday and will be held for a week. The specific time is not yet clear. Parents only need to come on the day when their children participate in the events. We will only know after the specific competition events are arranged."
"That's it! Don't worry, mom will definitely come when the time comes. It's just your dad..." Zhang Ling hesitated and did not continue.
"It's okay! I'll call dad and tell him. Goodbye, mom!"
Xiaodouzi couldn't wait to hang up the phone.
"goodbye!"
Zhang Ling didn't know Xiaodouzi, didn't hear her words, and continued to drive normally.
Yan Yuan looked at the phone and said: "This kid is really awesome! He didn't even say goodbye to me before hanging up the phone."
Zhang Ling urged: "We will be downstairs of your company soon. Please pack your things and get ready to get off."
"Ah, so fast?" Yan Yuan looked around the scenery outside the car window in disbelief to confirm, and then looked at Zhang Ling with unsatisfied feelings, "No, you must honestly explain as soon as possible, how did Li Xiang become Xiaodouzi's father? Isn't that right?
…”
Zhang Ling glanced at Yan Yuan's evil smile and interrupted:
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm telling you, if you don't quickly pack your things and get out of the car, if you leave something important behind, I won't find someone to bring it to you."
Yan Yuan has mastered the habit of forgetting everything in order to fish.
Almost every time I bump into Zhang Ling's car, I will pull something.
Even reminding her to take away all her things won't work.
Yan Yuan was reminded by Zhang Ling and instantly remembered an important thing. She panicked and started looking for her work USB flash drive.
"Fortunately, this thing is still there. Today's work depends entirely on you." Yan Yuan said, throwing the USB flash drive into the bag, and at the same time looking at Zhang Ling with interest, "Zhang Ling, don't avoid the topic, hurry up.
Let me tell you how Li Xiang became Xiaodouzi’s father?”
Zhang Ling braked and stopped on the side of the road, with a smile that said nothing, "I want to know!"
"Yeah!" Yan Yuan nodded excitedly.
Zhang Ling suddenly looked serious and threatened:
"You're here. Are you going to let me help you get out of the car next, or are you going to get out of the car on your own initiative?"
The so-called helping Yan Yuan get off the bus means using violence to get off the bus.
The last time Zhang Ling was violently kicked out of the car, the heel of her high-heeled shoes was bent. This scene happened to be witnessed by her direct superior, "Master Miejie".
What an unlucky day!
When Yan Yuan thought of this, he happened to see Master Miejie again out of the corner of his eye, and his body instantly broke out in a cold sweat, waving his hands and saying:
"No, I'd better get out of the car on my own initiative."
"Hurry up!" Zhang Ling smiled in relief after hearing this.
Yan Yuan hurriedly packed up her things and jumped out of the car. She held the door with her hand and threatened:
"However, don't try to escape what Li wants to do. If you don't tell me, I will ask my uncle tonight."
"You dare?" Zhang Ling's voice was drowned out by the sound of the car door closing.
She could only watch Yan Yuan walk away triumphantly through the car window.