"Sunflowers. Liang Yichen asked.

It's actually a sunflower.

"My favorite is this pot. Lin Ruoshui quickly went back.

"Is this pot special?" Liang Yichen asked knowingly.

"It was given by a very important person, and maybe one day, I will find him and return it to him. Lin Ruoshui said.

"Oh, such an important person, not by your side?" Liang Yichen said tentatively.

"Yes, it's not with me, but it's in my heart. Lin Ruoshui stroked the silver bracelet on his wrist and said seriously.

She remembered that day, the sun shone into the hospital room and shone warmly on her bed.

On the table, a beautifully packaged small gift box, a pink paper crane quietly waiting for her to unpack.

Slowly opening the box, the bracelet glowing with cold light, cold and elegant, just wide enough to cover the ugly scar on her wrist.

"When I was a child, I heard the old man say that silver jewelry can drive away poison and ward off evil spirits, and I think it is very suitable for you. ”

His words are still vigorous and powerful, and his language is still concise and clear, but it makes her heart feel a strange warmth.

Look at the pot on the windowsill, the sunflower with cute little flowers, which he also sent.

On the paper crane that day, it was written: "I have raised the sunflower for two years, and I will trouble you in the future, take care of it, accompany it, and hope that you can be like it, optimistic and positive, brave and strong, and warm people's hearts." ”

"Didi, Didi. The prompt sound of the message pulled Lin Ruoshui back to reality.

"Lin Ruoshui, you always think, is the person who lives in your memory worth it? You should look forward and cherish the person in front of you, don't you know?" Liang Yichen even ate his own vinegar and said sourly.

"Some feelings can be forgotten, but some kindness cannot be forgotten. She said sullenly.

"Stupid woman!" Liang Yichen scolded helplessly, he almost couldn't help but tell her that the person she was looking for was right in front of her.

Is the person in front of him talking about himself? or Su Zihao?

"The people around me are very good, it's just that the story of Cinderella and the prince is just a fairy tale after all, they deserve better women, and I can't afford to climb them. Lin Ruoshui said with some sadness.

Lin Ruoshui could feel his affection, and she also understood that she would like that excellent man.

But Lin Ruoshui is afraid of being hurt, and he is also afraid of himself, treating him as someone else's shadow, and even more afraid of his own body, whether there will be any more problems.

She deeply understands that her escape from Liang Yichen is just to keep her heart, and she doesn't want to fall into a relationship with no ending, which only adds to her sadness.

"What a good woman, what do you have to do with me, I only like you!" he said embarrassedly.

Liang Yichen wants Lin Ruoshui to like herself in reality, not the benefactor who lives in her memory.

Liang Yichen, who grew up from a small group of stars holding the moon, has always been someone else, confessed to him, and never said who he liked, this is probably the most sensational sentence he has ever said.

Lin Ruoshui looked at his phone, over and over again, he finally said it. He didn't say it, she could pretend not to know, and they could eat and talk together like friends.

But Liang Yichen still doesn't want to get along in this way, how should she treat him in the future?

Lin Ruoshui sighed a little irritably, and replied, "Rest early, I have to get up early tomorrow, good night." ”

Well, she made a shrunken turtle again and turned off her phone ruthlessly.

Lin Ruoshui knew that as long as he said one more word, she would disarm and surrender, accept his wishes, and she could only force herself to retreat.

............

VIP customer service center office of a bank

"Ranran, your phone is ringing. A young colleague shouted at the back of the person who was receiving water.

"Okay, come on. With that, she ran over in small steps.

"Hey, hello. Su Ranran politely picked up the phone.

"Hello, Miss Su, please go to the door and take off the package. A familiar voice came over the phone.

A young man in casual clothes, holding a large box in his hand, stared at the door expectantly.

Dressed in a well-cut suit shirt, high heels stepping on the ground, the sound of stepping, the woman's face with elegant and clean makeup, and slightly smiling eyes, made the man's face show a satisfied smile.

"Ranran. Dong Xingliang called softly.

"Why are you here, the business of the courier company is too good? Su Ranran quipped.

"It's okay, but no matter how busy you are, I have to deliver your package. Dong Xingliang said meaningfully.

"But I don't seem to have bought anything lately, what is it, it seems to be quite heavy?" Su Ranran took the box and asked with a puzzled face.

"Go back and open it, don't you know, it's still so ......urgent" Dong Xingliang said with a doting face, paused for a while, and asked a little unnaturally, "Ranran, how is he doing to you?"

The sad emotion in Su Ranran's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Ah, it's good, don't worry, I'll take care of myself, what about you, wife and children, it's all fine, right?"

"It's good. Dong Xingliang said perfunctorily.

"Then I, go up, and the leader will see that it's time to talk about me. Su Ranran said softly.

Looking at the person in front of him, the familiar face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose bridge and thin lips, it seems that he has lost a little weight, and a pair of weather-beaten eyes are no longer the immature teenager he once dreamed of.

The afternoon sun was a little dazzling, and Su Ranran felt that her eyes were a little sour, and she had the urge to cry.

She turned around, not wanting to see his reluctant look, nor wanting him to see her pretending to be strong.

"Ranran...... Do you remember tomorrow, what day it is?" Dong Xingliang's gentle voice came from behind him.

Su Ranran nodded, something blurred her eyes.

"Then, I'll wait for you in the old place, and I'll see you or leave. Dong Xingliang said affectionately with a gentle face.

Su Ranran finally couldn't hold back, tears slid down her face, she bit her lip, nodded slightly, and then trotted into the door with the box, she wanted to escape from the scorching sight behind her.

It wasn't until her back, disappearing at the top of the stairs, that the man reluctantly turned away.

"Wow, Ranran, it's all your favorite snacks. Su Ranran opened the box with red eyes, and the colleague next to him coaxed.

"Ranran, so happy, I send it every month, it's too hearty. A colleague said with an envious expression.

"Whatever you like, take it yourself. Su Ranran sniffed and said angrily.

"We were moved to cry, hey, this man really hurts. Another colleague shook his head and quipped.

After the excitement, Su Ranran fell into deep thought.

Dong Xingliang's concern for her has never changed, even if they have their own families, he still remembers his promise to her.

Tomorrow, what will tomorrow be like?