Nan Nan's heart was very flustered, and she turned around at will regardless of it, and she faced the road. Still didn't care, and didn't even bother to look left and right to avoid the attack of oncoming traffic, so he crashed into it. Nan Nan didn't think of this at this time, her mind was blank, and all she thought about was to turn her back on Bai Jasmine and escape as soon as possible. She accelerated her pace, faster and faster, more and more urgent, deliberately trying to make Bai Jasmine not even look at her back. This kind of evasion, such panic, even made Nan Nan break in a hurry, but he was still in the middle of the road, he was already bored, stepped up his pace, and trotted. Fortunately, at this time, there was not a single vehicle on the road. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that something unexpected will come. Nan Nan was so anxious and panicked, she didn't even know where she was running at this time, where she was going, so she just ran blindly. She thought, after all, it would be better not to appear in front of White Jasmine. In addition to the ground, I can't take care of so much.

Finally, Nan Nan stepped onto the sidewalk opposite the street where she had stood. She stepped on the paved floor of the street with a dull "thump" sound. Because of inertia, it was difficult for Nan Nan to stop her brisk trotting movement quickly. But it was still, a little slower, but he still allowed his body to rush forward a few steps, until he was two meters away from the front of a shop. After the bucket was suffocated, he didn't feel any tiredness, but he was still gasping for breath. Although the brain's perception is temporarily confused and blocked, the body's natural response is often the most honest. Instinctively, Nan Nan was breathing harder, she opened her mouth, her body slightly forward, and bent down slightly, so that she could restore the stability of her inhalation and exhalation. She gasped hard and short, and with each inhalation, her chest was like a balloon that was being filled, gradually inflated, and even in a way that was about to explode. But before this is about to overwhelm the ribcage. Nan Nan spit out all the overflowing air she had inhaled, and her chest felt like it was quickly drying up, and all that remained was the few oxygen. Nan Nan inhaled and exhaled, repeating these two movements constantly. Fortunately, her breathing was no longer so rapid and violent, and it was calmed down at a slow pace. In the end, I closed my mouth and no longer relied on it, but I used my nose again to breathe normally.

Gradually returning to the right track, it was not only Nannan's breath that restored her calm, but also her fast-beating heart. Nan Nan couldn't tell whether the violent heartbeat was due to her sudden movement, trotting. Or still come from the panic and hurry that White Jasmine will see herself. Or, the two coexist, they influence at the same time, and they are mixed together. But it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, this sudden heartbeat finally stopped here, and it slowly returned to normal. It calmed down with his own breath at exactly the same point in time. Nan Nan no longer had the feeling of her heart hitting her chest, nor the pain of her temples pounding against her skin, nor could she hear her powerful heartbeat. Everything is slowly approaching the most primitive state of stability and serenity, and the same is true for the bag or state of mind.

As Nan Nan gasped, her eyes were looking towards the floor tiles, as her head was lowered slightly. Nan Nan looked at it in a daze, her mind was still chaotic at that time, blank, and her hair was tight, and she was still in a state of some dizziness. Nan Nan has the illusion that she can't see anything, and she can't see it really. In her eyes, there were wooden floor tiles one after another, intertwined and connected, all of which were gray, a concrete-like color. But it was trampled on by people and trampled on by too many people, and the color of its adobe bricks was a little more cloudy, and it was still gray, but it was darker. This piece, that piece of stains, miscellaneous dust on its surface covered with a thin layer, making this floor tile look hazy, as if it was covered with a light veil, smudged, into a large blur. It should have been a little dull, but there happened to be a ray of sunlight shining down, and it was too cloudy and not very stingy, but it was shining on Nannan's current darkness. The rest of the world, the sun has put away its benevolent generosity, and refuses to give any more of its warm light. This is what Nan Nan is looking at in front of him, forming an extremely sharp contrast, one dark and one bright, one bright and one sinking, the difference is very big. It's hard not to get caught in it.

Nan Nan kept staring at the bright spot in front of her, and her brain hadn't recovered to before Qingming, she didn't think of anything, and she couldn't think of anything. It's just that by virtue of his own instinct, he doesn't know how to look at it, and he hasn't had any thoughts of looking away, and the attraction of this too dark and warm light seems to be relatively strong, and people can't just say goodbye. After Nannan's breathing and heartbeat gradually stabilized, her consciousness began to slowly become sober. Naturally, this light consciously grabbed her eyeballs and attention. Nan Nan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, she felt that this light was very familiar, as if she had seen it not long ago. So, Nan Nan started curiously, and naturally stood up straight, to explore where this light shines, and what kind of place style can be favored by this sun, so that it can be favored by this light.

Nan Nan raised her eyes and saw that it was a flower shop, and she really had a relationship. It turned out that it was the storefront she saw when she looked around when she was quiet and uneasy. The layout of the store is very simple, with two glass doors and a white plaque on the top of the door, which fully matches the door frame. The door plaque is wooden, painted white, and it is simple. On the door plaque, there are only three big characters engraved "Bai Huiyi". It looks very concise and clear, but it is indeed too simplistic, giving people a kind of sloppy and chic appearance that they don't care about at all. However, Nan Nan thinks that the name of the store is not as simple as it seems on the surface, and the name is familiar. It's like I've heard it there, and it's catchy, and it's about to come out. But it was stuck in the throat, and I couldn't read it, and I was unwilling to swallow it. Nan Nan was very helpless, she thought about it, but no matter how hard she racked her brains, she couldn't come up with half a word. No, Nan Nan chose to swallow it, not to embarrass herself, so she was forced to leave hope and put it aside for the time being. Even if her heart is still blocked, she is still unwilling, and she still wants to think about it in her heart, and she cares about it in every way. But there is no better way, and it is better to give up first without the persistence of results.

Nan Nan comforted herself so much, let herself let go of such a meaningless obsession, that is, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and swallowed the words stuck in her throat. It was poured back into the bottom of my heart and pressed into my stomach. Nan Nan suddenly remembered that she hadn't bought rosemary for He Qin yet. She looked back at the middle of the road, which was still empty and silent, and the flower shop across the road, far away from Bai Mi, the flower shop, which could only be seen vaguely with a glass door, and it was very unclear and unclear. When Nan Nan saw it, she put her mind at ease, and no longer worried about whether she would be seen by Bai Jasmine and ran away. After Nan Nan was relieved, she turned her head again without any scruples, and strode towards the unpretentious and unremarkable flower shop. When she got closer, she couldn't help frowning when she glanced at the general outline of her eyes through the transparent glass in a blur.

Nan Nan was puzzled, but she didn't stop her steps, and still raised her left hand to push open the door and enter. As soon as I entered the door, I heard the sound of wind chimes. The bell ringed very harshly, but Nan Nan was not frightened in any way because of this. Because, this is what she had expected for a long time. Nan Nan took a cold look at the arrangement of the furnishings inside the flower shop, several flower stands, potted plants on the ground, and also on the flower stands, and even the window sill. Everything is so familiar, Nan Nan knows that this is clearly the same furnishings in the white jasmine shop, and there is no difference at all. Nan Nan saw some rough outlines vaguely outside the store, and she felt sleepy, suspicious, and even mixed with some unbelievable feelings. When Nannan approached this store, she saw the unique layout scene here. Even the sound of the wind chimes is the flower stand, and the position of the potted plant is exactly the same, that is, the aroma of the flower and the condition of the flower are still slightly different. This floral fragrance seems to be more intense than what you smell in the white jasmine shop, but it is not choking, he skillfully combines the strong aroma of some flowers and the elegance of other flowers, and the two are in harmony with each other, tolerating each other, and adding a different flavor. It refreshes people's noses, burrows into the nose, and will not be dispersed so easily, it will not disperse for a long time, floating around. Where to be merciful, like a charming butterfly with each flower to make a heavy farewell. In the future, it must be a very tear-jerking and inseparable scene. The aroma in the white jasmine shop is not so strong, her fragrance is elegant, although the aroma is very similar, but there is still a slight difference, seemingly delicate. But if you take a closer look, you can find that this is a completely different existence. The fragrance of flowers in the white jasmine shop is indifferent, but it can linger and make people reluctant to leave, it is fresh and refined, not like a thing in the world. In this home, although the fragrance of this flower is strong, it does not lose its elegance, but it is the only thing missing a sense of freshness. This kind of fenfen comes from the world, which is completely different from the kind of flowery smell that does not eat the fireworks of the world planted by white jasmine. The floral scent of this shop is slightly more vulgar against the backdrop of this.