Why don't you go?

Stay here as a light bulb, or wait to see the one who went to buy flowers, and then meet and go straight to the knife?

There's no reason for it.

Baker is a civilized person, and he likes to reason first, and if he doesn't understand the reason, then he doesn't have to say that the whole family will be reunited directly.

At the moment, he is at fault.

And......

From another point of view, Baker felt that he couldn't help but have no hat on his head, and even brought one for others.

Thinking.

Baker took the flowers and prepared to leave.

That's when it happened.

The door of the flower shop was pushed open from the outside.

A little Lori who looked to be eight years old blonde walked in with a backpack on her back: "Hey, Mommy, I'm back." ”

There was a rare hint of panic on Josie's face behind the counter, and she walked out and walked towards Little Lori: "Hey, little sweetheart, uh...... How was it at school today? ”

She was followed by a young woman with three children of different ages.

Also acquaintances.

It's also a high school classmate.

"Harrow, Bell."

"Laura!"

Baker greeted his high school classmates who were the mothers of the three children, and then his eyes turned away directly, falling on the little Lori who was talking next to him and his first love woman.

The panic that Josie had just connected to didn't escape Baker's observation.

So......

Baker was a little confused, and even had the urge to get out of here.

Cause?

I don't know.

Baker coughed and prepared to leave.

If he didn't leave, Baker felt that his Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife was about to be discharged.

Little Lori looked up at Baker, who was about to leave: "Hey, I know you, you were outside the church the day before yesterday, you are the investor, my mother sometimes watches the video of you being interviewed." ”

Josie got up in a bit of a panic, hiding her emotions, and looked at Baker: "...... I mean, sometimes I listen to Wall Street reports, you know, for better investing. ”

Little Lori shrugged: "But I'm not optimistic about the market in the eastern country, I'm sorry." ”

Baker looked back at the little Lori who said that the prospects of the Dongguo market were not optimistic, and also shrugged: "It's okay, I'm your mother's...... A friend, Baker. ”

Little Lori looked at the big hand stretched out in front of her and shook it: "Serra! ”

Josie's expression next to her tightened slightly.

Baker was also stunned when he listened to little Lori Serra's self-introduction: "Your name is Serra, wow, that's the name...... Very nice to hear. ”

As he spoke, Baker glanced at Josie.

Walter Jafak.

My mother's name.

Little Lori's name.

Is it a coincidence?

Josie hurriedly said to Lori, "Okay, little sweetheart, let's go with Laura, okay?" ”

Little Lolitera nodded.

"Wait a minute."

Baker said to Josie, and then, like Josie, squatted down and looked at little Lolitera.

Josie stood up and pinched a necklace around her neck that was less than a hundred dollars.

Baker frowned, bent down to be level with little Lori, and was silent for a while and said, "How old are you, Serra?" ”

Sierra re-strapped her backpack: "I look a little younger than my peers, and I changed my teeth much later than my peers, but I'm eight years old. ”

Laura, who was standing at the door holding the baby, said loudly, "Okay, it's time to eat cupcakes, let's go." ”

"Goodbye Mom!"

Serra walked to the door and said to Josie, and then said to Baker, who was hunched over the spot, "It's a pleasure to see you, Baker, goodbye." ”

Josie walked to the door and said to Serra, who was walking away, "Goodbye, little sweetheart." ”

After a while.

Josie seemed to stand still, unwilling to turn around.

Baker regained his footing, and he said he didn't know what to do anymore: "So, eight, huh?" ”

Baker left the Holy City in October 1997.

It's 2006 and it's March.

Nine years.

Eight years old.

Josie slowly turned around, looked at Baker with her arms crossed, lowered her eyes, and sighed, "Well, I think that conversation that has been rehearsed in my head many times is really going to happen." ”

Baker pursed his lips, "I think so." ”

But Baker felt that his own problem would definitely not be the problem in Josie's mind.

Josie was his first love.

First love is always the best, so it doesn't matter if Baker doesn't live like a man in two lifetimes, Baker's first love for Josie has been rushing to get married from the beginning.

Let's put it this way.

Baker had never thought about having sports with Josie before marriage.

At least Baker never took the initiative.

The first time was when Josie got Baker drunk, after all, it was the nineties, and the phoenix was wild, even if it was Josie who was as gentle as water.

I even thought that Baker didn't love her at all, or that there was something wrong with her.

Baker had just gone through his database of Josie's memories, and the last time Baker and Josie were supposed to have been to church was three days before.

But......

The memory of that day was fragmented, something Baker had never had, whether it was the first time, or the next few times, no matter how much Baker drank, there was never a fragment of a missing memory.

Even Baker only knows a time and doesn't know the specific process.

It's not scientific.

At the very least, this was something unusual for Baker.

Josie took a deep breath: "I need a bottle of beer, do you want it?" ”

Baker came back to his senses, and when he was about to nod, he said, "In the evening, I'm going to the cemetery." ”

said.

Baker took the forget-me-not flowers, walked out of the store, and walked towards the Ferrari parked at the door.

Not much.

The roar of the sports car turned into a red streamer and disappeared into the road in an instant.

Josie, who had already walked to the flower refrigerator, turned her head to look at the vanished Baker and the flaming red sports car that disappeared outside the door, and frowned.

Holy City Cemetery.

Baker removed the bourbon and flowers from the car, took off his sunglasses and looked up at the sky.

The sky was still as blue as ever.

But.

Baker's mood was a little different from what he had just compared.

Not much.

Baker walked over to his parents' tombstones.

Turning his head to look behind him.

The next second.

Baker sat down.

on the tombstone.

The photo of the father and mother Serra is still not yellowed, the man is still handsome, the woman is beautiful, and they are snuggling up to each other with a smile on their faces.

Bang.

Baker shook his head, and put aside the matter of the flower shop just now, the kind of question that needed to be thought about with absolute sanity.

Not for now.

Baker opened the bourbon in his hand, turned it on, then lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and put it on the mouth of the bourbon's bottle: "Drink, smoke, Erin and Nova won't be as filial to you as I am, you know?" ”

Although he always traveled with Erin and Nova a day in advance, he never saw the gifts brought by Irene and Nova.

But.

Women.

The first thing they think of will be health, but in fact, it will be something else.

……