Gardens all over the world have different paths to the same end!

Eight places, the first few places are still more tasteful, the more you go to the back, the more boring you feel, and it feels like everywhere is almost the same. The high walls of the ancient courtyard, the mahogany furniture, and the same rockeries and strange stones seem to have the shadow of Nanjing Zhan Garden everywhere.

It may also be because of the influence of mood, everything is boring, and it is not enough to walk around the eight scenic spots before noon.

The old lady who stepped on the tricycle was tired, left Wang Mo and Zhao Qian on Dongguan Street, and called it a day happily with a salary of 100 yuan.

Dongguan Street is a completely commercialized ancient street, and there is basically nothing to visit except for the ancient houses on both sides that are full of silence. From the street to the end, see the bustling tourists and back to the street from the end......

There is a jujube cake shop in the street that is more famous, 100 yuan for four boxes. I don't know if it's delicious or not, but I finally brought a special product and left some proof for myself to come to Yangzhou.

It was not interesting to play in the streets, Wang Mo glanced at the time in his mobile phone, and when he saw that it was only 11 o'clock, he asked Zhao Qian if she wanted to go to the 24th Bridge of Slender West Lake to check in.

"It's all here, let's go and see! Otherwise, there is nowhere else to go. ”

From Fan Chou when he was short of time when he was doing the strategy, to now having nowhere to go when he is immersive, Wang Mo doesn't know why there is such a big gap, is it just because there was an accident last night?

So there are three or four more days left for them to spend this way?

Thinking about it like this, Wang Mo felt inexplicably uncomfortable!

What I once looked forward to and longed for has now become a kind of torment. The road no longer makes people yearn, the scenery is no longer enjoyable, and there is no longer happiness and joy in the touch, and those written in the travel plan have become the most cruel torture for themselves and each other......

"Not going! It's too hot! Zhao Qian said with a cold face.

Glancing at the gloomy sky overhead, Zhao Qian unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of water.

Zhao Qian wrapped a mouthful of water and groaned, looked at both sides of the street again, swallowed the water into her throat, cleared her throat and said to Wang Mo: "Let's go eat Haidilao!" Look at the map navigation to see if there are any stores. ”

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On the second floor of the Jinghua City Shopping Mall in Yangzhou, the courteous waiter pulled out a chair for Wang Mo and politely owed: "Sir, please sit ......."

Haidilao's service is said to be the best in the hot pot catering industry, and it is meticulous and meticulous, so it is almost to feed the customers.

Zhao Qian ran to get the sauce, sat back and glanced at Wang Mo and asked, "Why don't you take the sauce?" ”

Wang Mo doesn't like to eat hot pot too much, he always feels that what kind of food is hot in the pot, and he can't taste it even if it is stained with sauce. So every time there is such a dinner, he is not too active, his colleagues are very friendly, and the public relations lady of the marketing department will help him adjust the sauce.

"I like to eat plain, no sauce needed!" Wang Mo smiled and said, picked up a plate of duck blood casually, and asked Zhao Qian if she wanted to put it on.

"Weirdos!" Zhao Qian glanced at Wang Mo and muttered to herself. The heat of the hot pot slowly rises, and the smoke extractor whirring.

Today's Yangzhou is particularly hot, showing the benefits of air conditioning in the shopping mall, and eating a meal is so comfortable that people are sleepy.

A salesperson told Zhao Qian that she could redeem a nail art and a can of Coke with a consumption receipt! Wang Mo went to get the Coke, and then sat on the sofa and waited for Zhao Qian, who was going to do a nail art.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Dizzy, when a spirit woke up in his sleep, he saw Zhao Qian standing in front of him looking at him.

"Ah, sorry, I'm asleep." Wang Mo rubbed his face indiscriminately and said with a sigh of anger.

Zhao Qian didn't say anything, it was easy to get sleepy in the summer afternoon, not to mention that she didn't sleep well last night.

Glancing at the nail scratches she had left on Wang Mo's chin and neck, Zhao Qian pursed her lips and asked, "You don't care, right?" ”

"Huh? What the? Wang Mo looked down at himself for some reason, thinking that something was wrong.

"Nothing!" Zhao Qian lowered her head and shook it, suddenly raised her hand, raised her palm and asked Wang Mo: "Look at the nails I just made, it's amazing, right?" ”

"Hmm!" Wang Mo nodded, and was a little at a loss in the face of Zhao Qian's sudden kindness.

The relationship between them has become delicate, and no one can tell how the other party feels to them, not far or close, not close or estranged, not hated or loved, and does not want to be too tired of pestering each other, but they want to look at each other and look ......at each other again.

Wang Mo is a salesman, the kind of person who eats by mouth, and his speech skills are his professional skills, so he should be able to coax Zhao Qian and find out a little discordant topic to resolve the embarrassment. But he felt guilty in his heart, which made him not know how to put his position, and his professional skills became a shield for him to be afraid of moving forward.

He will think about himself in Zhao Qian's eyes, what kind of good feelings can a person who violated him when they met for the first time? I must have been plastered with all sorts of gray labels that said I was unscrupulous or lackluster. In short, there will be no more self-confidence.

Low self-esteem, stabbing flesh and bones tormented Wang Mo, and once became the most painful thorn in his treatment of this problem.

It's not that he didn't want to show his love to Zhao Qian, and he did a good end to this accident in a grand manner. But low self-esteem makes him have no courage, and Zhao Qian's every attitude towards himself will determine the next development.

Outside the huge glass curtain wall, the heat was thick, and the sky was gray, which made the whole city shrouded in a kind of anxiety and depression.

Zhao Qian still wanted to say something, looking at Wang Mo with a raised face, there was a bloody mark on his chin, which was the masterpiece of his fingernails.

Seeing that Wang Mo had nothing to say to him, Zhao Qian didn't know what to say for a while, so she pursed her thin lips and turned around and sat down beside him.

The train back to Nanjing had to wait until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only 12:30 o'clock when they saw the time, and they still had enough time to sit down and rest.

There was nothing to talk about, and the two of them just sat quietly! Look at your phone, or look at passers-by hurrying by. There will be people who look at them with strange eyes, colorful, but for Wang Mo and Zhao Qian, they are no longer so important.

The journey continues, but both of them are exhausted!

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In the end, I gave up the train ticket I had booked and took a taxi back to Nanjing. From Yangzhou to Nanjing, 60 yuan \ person, the train is 13 yuan, Wang Mo grew up in a single-parent family, and his mother depended on each other, and he was thrifty since he was a child. This number may make Wang Mo sensitive, even angry.

But this does not mean that he is a stingy person, for the right reasons, he is willing to spend all his savings for Zhao Qian.

In the car back to Nanjing, both of them fell asleep and woke up to the city of Nanjing. Fortunately, the driver will take them to the B&B of Confucius Temple, saving them the effort of taking the subway.

The journey on the third day was much more streamlined than expected, and it was only 3 o'clock in the afternoon that I was back at my accommodation.

Seeing the mess in the house that hadn't had time to clean in the morning, they began to clean up. Wang Mo took off the balloons one by one and punctured them, while Zhao Qian wiped the cake stains on the coffee table and sofa with a rag.

Wang Mo took out the balloon that rolled under the bed, and when he saw the lipstick, his heart sank inexplicably.

"This ......," Wang Mo put the lipstick back in the box, handed it to Zhao Qian and said, "You already know what it is."

There are still some broken memories of last night's events, Zhao Qian pursed her lips and nodded, took the lipstick gift box and said thank you.

"Oh, I forgot to give you the gift I bought for you, wait a minute......"

Zhao Qian said, looked around, and found that at that time yesterday, he was already drunk, and he didn't even know where he hid the gift box.

Later, I found the gift box under the basin cabinet in the bathroom, and when I handed it to Wang Mo, I looked up at the starlight in his eyes.

"Na, it's not a valuable thing, I hope you don't dislike it!"

"How so?" Wang Mo took the gift box, and his heart was quite moved! He shook his hand and asked, "Can I open it now?" ”

"Open it!" Zhao Qian glanced at the box in Wang Mo's hand, and smiled at Wang Mo again: "It's already yours." ”

Unwrapping the ribbon, and then carefully lifting the shiny wrapper, inside was a carton the size of a shoebox, and after uncovering it, Wang Mo saw that it was lying inside, like a book. But it's obviously not a book, and the cover reads: 'Wishing Jun Meishou like Zeng Chuan, July 2019, Princess. ’

"What is this?" Wang Mo asked.

Zhao Qian shook her hands on tiptoe, looked at Wang Mo's face, and smiled shallowly: "Don't you know when you open it?" ”