After Jiang Xiangyang returned to China, his work schedule was still busy, and it was mid-November for Wen Xun to see him again.

Winter in City B is monotonous. The white snow, the gray-brown dead branches, and the black-and-white vehicles on the road, and even people's down coats are basically black, white and gray.

At this time, Wen Xun was wearing a antler-gray knee-length coat, stepping on a pair of high-heeled boots of the same color of about two centimeters, standing at the place where he had made an appointment with Jiang Xiangyang and waiting for him. This time, the place they chose was absolutely safe - it was a flower shop opened by Jiang Xiangyang's friend's house, and his friend had something to go out today, and he was originally planning to close the shop. Jiang Xiangyang asked him to borrow the key to borrow his flower shop for a day.

Jiang Xiangyang didn't let Wen Xun wait for a long time, and soon appeared around the corner. Now that it's cold, his full armament finally doesn't look so dazzling. Wen Xun smiled and waved at him, his eyes narrowing with a smile.

Jiang Xiangyang quickly stepped forward and opened the door of the flower shop, and after the two entered the flower shop together, he hung the "CLOSE" tag back on the door.

"It's so warm. Wen Xun entered the flower shop and was shocked by the temperature of Ruchun. Although there is heating everywhere in winter in City B, it is not cold, but perhaps because the room is full of flowers, it feels very different to her, as if this is originally spring, and there are two worlds outside the window.

She took off her mask and scarf and looked around at the flowers in the room.

"Of course, otherwise how would the flowers survive. Jiang Xiangyang answered.

"But it's quite difficult to sell flowers in a city like City B. ”

Jiang Xiangyang smiled, "No, there is always a great demand for non-essential items such as flowers in a big city like this, so even if the climate is not harmonious and it takes a lot of work, the shopkeeper is very profitable." ”

Wen Xun let out an "oh" and didn't express his opinion in this field he didn't understand.

"By the way, the last time you told me about Qin Yanyun, I already added her contact information two days ago. ”

"Thank you. ”

“...... So polite?"

Wen Xun smiled, "I'm thanking you for Yan Lan, after all, this is her business, I'm just a middleman." ”

"Oh. Then I'll take this thank you. Jiang Xiangyang said, "But I still remind you, you haven't known her for a long time, don't believe what she says to you, keep an eye on everything, otherwise you will ......."

"Stop, stop. Wen Xunbi made a pause gesture, "Teacher Jiang, it's rare for us to see each other, can you not let me think of your nagging every time I think of our meeting." ”

"It's not because you're stupid that you look like you need someone to nag you. ”

"You're not much better than me. ”

Wen Xun still remembers that when Jiang Xiangyang first debuted every two months, he had a conflict of interest with a male artist in the same company who was two years older than him. Although the male artist is not very old, he has long been an old fritter, he approached Jiang Xiangyang, set him step by step, and pit him hard.

At that time, Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Xun were still in the cold war, so he couldn't tell Wen Xun about it, so he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. It wasn't until the two reconciled later that he talked to Wen Xun about it, and his words were still full of grievances and anger.

No one likes to suffer, but it seems that people only know how not to suffer losses when they suffer too much.

What an annoying logical relationship.

Jiang Xiangyang went to the hut behind the flower shop to prepare coffee, Wen Xun listened to the sound of the coffee machine running, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, and felt very quiet in his heart. Every city has its own unique place, and Wen Xun feels that City B is characterized by prosperity and busyness. Influenced by this characteristic, the people of the city are also always tireless and in a hurry.

"What do you think? Jiang Xiangyang came out with two cups of coffee.

"It's nothing, it's just a daze. ”

Wen Xun took her cup of coffee, and after taking a sip, she frowned at the sweetness. "You've added too much sugar!"

"Why do children drink so hard? ”

Wen Xun glanced at him, "Then you can just give me a cup of milk and get some coffee." ”

Jiang Xiangyang smiled and sat down next to her.

Wen Xun asked him, "Did you encounter anything interesting when you went abroad this time?"

"What's so fun going to work. Jiang Xiangyang said, "But after living in a small village for a while, I feel in a good mood." I also seem to understand why those people always like to go to some sparsely populated places and say that they want to cleanse their souls, and after staying in a city like B for a long time, they really need to get close to nature from time to time. ”

Then Jiang Xiangyang took out his mobile phone and rummaged through some of the scenery he took for Wen Xun to see. Wen Xun looked over one by one, his eyes full of longing.

- She's never been abroad. She used to be young, and she was always busy studying, of course, because she didn't have any ideas about it, and she never had the idea of going to the world to see it. Now seeing that Jiang Xiangyang has been to so many places before she knows it, she suddenly wants to go out and have a look, enrich herself, and expand her possibilities in the future.

She happens to be majoring in foreign languages, so there should be no shortage of opportunities to go out in the future.

At the end of the day, Jiang Xiangyang took out a bouquet of prepared light blue flowers from the room in the flower shop, and he said that it was rare to come to the flower shop, so he asked his friend to prepare a bouquet.

He gave the flowers to Wen Xun.

Wen Xun didn't have much research on flowers, so he didn't know its name, but he thought it was light and beautiful. Moreover, this faint blue has an indescribable match with the antler gray she wears today.

Later, Wen Xun returned to the dormitory with it, and Xu Huairou told her that the name of this flower is forget-me-not. She took out her mobile phone and checked it, and its flower language was - eternal love, unchanging heart.