Nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers......

The number is a bit huge, Bai Yi pondered for a while, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

A big man, walking down the street with a big rose with a deep meaning? If you don't know if you are sending flowers to confess in the company, wouldn't everyone know about it?

"Is one okay?" Bai Yi swallowed his saliva, one can still hide and hide.

Xia Yan was stunned and said, "You kid has been messing around with me for a day or two, right?" So poor and sour? ”

"No, no, no......" It's not that he is reluctant to spend money, Bai Yi lowered his head, "It's my thin skin." ”

"I see you're thicker skinned than me on weekdays."

“……”

"I gave you the idea, and it's up to you whether you want to implement it." Xia Yan stretched his waist and stood up with his long legs shrunk, "Bai Yi, imagine who Wang Daqiao would be excited when she saw nine hundred and ninety-nine and one flower appearing at the same time?" ”

Xia Yan's soul tortured and left, Bai Yi was still sitting on the sofa stunned.

One day, the man Wang Daqiao discussed appeared at the same time as himself with ninety-nine roses in his hand, and there was only one in his hand, so of course Wang Daqiao would be amazed at the large number of people.

Bai Yi looked at the ceiling and asked himself: Is face or love important?

But it's too embarrassing to be rejected because of this, right?

So Bai Yi came to the conclusion that he was going to buy nine hundred and ninety-nine roses.

In the bustling downtown area, there are countless flower shops, Bai Yi wandered alone outside a few flower shops, the afternoon sun was very hot, he sweated after passing by three, and his clothes were dotted.

"What flowers do you want to buy, sir?" When he stopped outside the fourth house, the shopkeeper came out and asked him with a smile.

"I ...... Take a look. Bai Yi touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

The shopkeeper, who has been in business for many years, saw it and said, "Sir must want to buy flowers for girls, right?" There are still good roses in it, do you want to go in and have a look? ”

Bai Yi didn't speak, lowered his head and silently walked past the shopkeeper and entered.

The shopkeeper smiled, thinking that he was really a shy gentleman, maybe it was the first time to chase a girl, and a customer like this was simply straightforward: "Sir, the red roses are suitable, these are all sent this morning, do you want to prune them, or will I repair them for you on the spot?" ”

"Repaired." Bai Yi gave two words, bent down and began to pick one branch at a time.

"Yes sir." The shopkeeper was in charge of helping him, pointing to the middle plants and saying, "This part is good, the flowers are bright, and the shape is beautiful." ”

Bai Yi silently took a few of the praised plants again and handed them to the shopkeeper, meaning that the shopkeeper wanted to repair them first.

"Help me bandage it better, I want nine hundred and ninety-nine." After picking a few more, Bai Yi thought of the bouquet in someone's hand, and he asked, "Is there a star lamp?" I can wrap it around a flower. ”

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper hurriedly said and went to find some, "Sir, let's see what style you want?" ”

"This." Bai Yi glanced at the lamp shape of a heart.

"Then sir, wait a minute, will you sit down for a while?"

"No need, I'll go buy something somewhere else and come back to get it."

Bai Yi wanted to buy some chocolate, the kind of packaging that can attract girls, but he never seemed to know what flavors Wang Daqiao liked to eat, and it was not good to ask directly, and now that his wife has lost his memory, he feels that it is so difficult.

After thinking about it, he didn't call anyone in the end, and went directly to the gift shop to ask for the best sales.

The boss picked out a flavor for him that girls would like - cherry blossom ice cream, and then helped him wrap it and put it in a gift box with a bow.

Bai Yi walked on the road and was still wondering if Wang Daqiao would like it? What if I don't like it? Hard-shoved to her?

Just as he was in a trance, suddenly a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts, and when he looked up, Wang Daqiao rushed towards this side.

"Director Bai!" She stopped, gasped, and said, "Really...... What a coincidence, you...... Shopping? ”

Bai Yi couldn't have imagined that he happened to meet Wang Daqiao, he nervously hid things behind him, and said, "I...... I'm out to do something. ”

"Oh, Director Bai is Director Bai, he's really busy." Wang Daqiao gasped, raised his eyes to see his slightly red face, and asked, "Are you hot?" Come on, come on, I've got an umbrella. ”

As he spoke, he took out a parasol from his bag and threw it to Bai Yi, who caught it with one hand and still hid it behind him with the other: "I don't need any umbrella." ”

"Take it, I'll go to the front later, I won't bask in the sun, aren't you doing business? Hold on. Wang Daqiao waved his hand and prepared to leave.

"Where's the front?" Bai Yi asked.

"Right ahead, that shop where you can drink afternoon tea." Wang Daqiao pointed and passed a traffic light.

Bai Yi glanced at it: "You...... Have you made an appointment with someone else? ”

"That's right, Director Bai, don't be angry! I'm not lazy! ”

"I know you're not going to be lazy."

"Hey, by the way, how is Zhixin doing? She has amnesia, and I'm not good for me to always call her. ”

"Mrs. is very good, with Mr. Xia by her side."

"Oh, that's good." Wang Daqiao breathed a sigh of relief, relieved, she waved her hand again, "I'm really leaving!" ”

Bai Yi nodded, and it wasn't until Wang Daqiao's figure disappeared that he noticed that his palms were sweaty, and he pinched the gift wrapping, and he turned back to the store, intending to let the boss repack one.

Coming out of the gift shop again, he saw Wang Daqiao and a man chatting outside the afternoon tea shop, he couldn't hear what was said from a distance, but he could see Wang Daqiao's happiness throughout the whole process, the man was not tall from the back, but he was in good shape, it was the kind of sports and leisure, Bai Yi looked down at himself, and he was very serious in his formal suit.

Even on his days off, he never wore any other style of clothing.

Seeing that they were about to leave after chatting, Bai Yi was afraid of being found and hid in the gift shop, so he only stretched out half of his head to look, but fortunately they didn't go together and separated after passing the traffic light.

Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the parasol in his hand, and then looked at Wang Daqiao, who was getting farther and farther away, he wondered about the relationship between the man and her, could it be the person in Wang Daqiao's mouth?

Let's not think about it for a while, it's all arranged here today, it's time to go and get flowers.

Bai Yi slowly paced to the flower shop, the shopkeeper had already bandaged the bouquet and wrapped it a little with a love lamp, "Mr. is here." ”

Bai Yi took the bouquet and carefully hugged it in his arms, and asked, "Do you have a card?" Give me a few. ”

"Sir, wait a minute." The shopkeeper went inside and found two bundles, "Which type does the gentleman want?" ”

A bundle of one type, Bai Yi didn't guarantee that he could get it with a few sheets, and said, "I want them all." ”

The shopkeeper smiled, he had never met a gentleman as arrogant as today, and hurriedly put a few bundles of cards into a bag and handed it to him: "Sir, please take it, Mr. go slowly, welcome to come next time." ”

Bai Yi walked into the sun, gently opened the parasol, the top of his head was no longer sunlit, but felt slightly cool, he looked up at this umbrella, as if he thought of Wang Daqiao holding this umbrella on weekdays.

Xia Family Villa, Chen Zhixin just woke up, and vaguely heard the sound of songs floating from somewhere, I thought I was dazed and hallucinated, but I pricked up my ears and listened, there is.

She slipped on her slippers and pushed them away. At the door, the sound of the song became clearer, and looking for the source of the sound, she walked step by step until she reached the door of the study.

Since the amnesia, I really didn't know that music could still be played in the study, Chen Zhixin knocked on the door: "I'm in." ”

The song is tactful, but Xia Yan is not in it.

She walked over to her desk and found that it was a small Bluetooth speaker, connected to her laptop.

"Teacher Xia?" She screamed, looked around to make sure no one was there, and curiosity drove her to touch the mouse, and the computer screen immediately lit up.

I don't know if I don't touch it, I was startled when I touched it, the screensaver scrolled and played a photo, it was her and Xia Yan's, Chen Zhixin stared at it for a long time, and her eyes widened. Bigger.

When is the intimate photo? She was not impressed.

After sitting down, she clicked on the computer, and the screen was actually a photo of them, she was held in her arms, and Xia Yan looked doting.

The more I looked at it, the more shocked I became, and I really knew it for a long time, right? Sure enough, there is an intimate relationship between them, right?

The music in her ears seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and another voice floated into her head: "Zhixin, I love you." ”

There was a tingling in her brain, Chen Zhixin covered her head, and the voice was playing on a loop, over and over again, as if it was about to burst through her mind and pop out of it.

She held back, trying to find a trace of the past, so that she didn't faint like the previous times.

And the facts beat her, and when her head hurt so much that it was about to burst, her eyes went black and the person fell out of the chair.

I don't know what happened in the end, and I woke up to find myself lying in someone's arms.

"Teacher Xia?" Chen Zhixin raised her head in fright and gasped for breath.

Xia Yan touched her little face and said, "You fainted for five minutes this time, which is the shortest time." ”

She rubbed her head and found that the song had stopped, and this was not a study, but a room: "Did you put the song?" What is the name of the song? ”

"The theme song of the youth."

Xia Yan's self-directed and self-acting works after her debut can be said to have been popular for a long time at that time, and I don't know if she can think of anything.

"Who sang it?" She asked again.

Xia Yan didn't hesitate: "I." ”

Her eyes widened: "You? ”

"Well, and I'm still the main character."

Chen Zhixin clapped twice and said, "Do you sing a light song?" ”

Xia Yan was stunned, unsure whether to sing or not: "Do you still have a headache?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, it's fine every time I wake up."

"Then I'll only sing one part, not more."

Chen Zhixin nodded and sat up, not only did she sit cross-legged on the bed, she pulled Xia Yan to her side: "I want to listen to Gao. Tide that section. ”

Xia Yan snuggled up to her, cleared her throat and opened her voice, although the rhythm of this song is gentle, but high. The tide part is still quite strong, giving people a feeling of returning to youth.

Chen Zhixin's heart was surging, boiling blood was surging in her bones, she followed Xia Yan and hummed a little rhythm.