Time flows quietly like water in a flowing cup pavilion.

After we came back from Tantuo Temple, Ye Qian started working from 9 to 5 again, and I started coding non-stop again.

Miao Han couldn't bear it anymore and finally decided to move to Yanjiao.

"I can't stand the two of you anymore," Miao Han said through gritted teeth, "On the weekend, the sound of the bed pressing at night, I can go crazy next door!" ”

"It's okay to move over," I said with a smile, "and I'll be there if there's anything going on!" ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't get through!" Miao Han laughed.

I smiled.

Time is passing day by day.

The love story written by Miao Hancai began to be published in newspapers and magazines.

Many of her photographs have also been adopted by many media outlets, and she has paid no more than no less for her manuscripts.

Miao Han began to feel triumphant.

Winter goes to spring.

Valentine's Day 2008 is here.

On this day, I drove to Yanjiao and bought a bouquet of budding roses along the way.

"Where did you buy me flowers?" Miao Han asked happily as soon as they met.

"That hand-in-hand flower shop," I smiled, "have you been there?" ”

"Of course I have been!" Miao Han said and stretched out her long and soft arms and hung them around my neck like a hanged ghost, "I still know the love story of that flower shop!" ”

"What love story?" I asked with interest.

"It was opened by a couple," Miao Han murmured softly, "the girl is deaf and dumb, and the boy is blind." They didn't know each other before, and the girl originally just wanted to walk across the road with the boy, but she didn't expect that she would always walk into love. ”

"It's interesting," I smiled, "tell me about it!" ”

"I also heard from others," Miao Han began to tell in a whisper, "that girl has been deaf and dumb since she was a child, she likes to go out on the street, she likes to see the pedestrians coming and going on the street, she likes to see the dazzling array of goods in the mall, and she likes to see the couple who are affectionate to each other...... She has the same dream as all girls her age in the prime of her life: longing for love! ”

"Everyone longs for their love," I said seriously, "for happy love to come to him!" ”

"Yes," said Miao Han, with clear eyes, "a summer afternoon, the sun was shining. The girl was passing by an intersection when she saw the boy. He stood on the side of the road, carrying a worn-out guitar on his back, and a slender bamboo stick in his hand kept beating the road. In front of him, the traffic was endless, and he hesitated. The girl had seen him and knew that he was blind and often sang near that intersection. ”

"There are more blind people singing!" I thought about it.

"That's right!" Miao Han smiled and said, "When the boy was standing on the side of the road, the red light came on and the traffic froze. But he still stood on the side of the road, hesitating. Seeing this, the girl suddenly involuntarily reached out and took the boy's hand and walked across the road. The moment the hand was held by the girl, she felt that he was nervous, and then, he held her hand tightly......"

"Your psychological feelings are in place!" I said with a smile.

"I thought I was the girl," said Miaohan, with a smile on her cheeks, "and the road was short, but the girl felt like she had walked for a long, long time." When they walked across the road together, the boy was still holding her hand tightly. The palms of his hands were already secreting fine hot flashes of sweat. ”

"Looks like love is coming!" I laughed.

"Yes," Miao Han said softly, "the girl originally wanted to walk across the road with the boy, but at that moment, she couldn't bear to let go of her hand. She took him by the hand and walked all the way to the place where he often sang. She couldn't hear anything, just watched him play and sing quietly. As he sang and sang, his tears flowed down his face......"

"Love is a kind of touching," I said emotionally, "a deep feeling of the heart!" ”

"Yes," said Miao Han softly, "that day, when it was dark, the girl did not leave, but still took the boy by the hand and walked to his quarters, which was as dilapidated as the girl's house! When the girl came out of the boy's place and passed by the intersection, she was surprised to find that he had forgotten the inseparable bamboo stick there! ”

"If there is a hand to hold, who still uses a stick?" I laughed.

"After that day," Miao Han said softly, "the girl began to go to the park with the boys, to eat snacks at the night market, and to go to the mall together...... The girl couldn't hear anything, the boy couldn't see anything, but they, like all the lovers, had a big smile on their faces, just like the bright summer sunshine. ”

"And so the girl's love began," I said with a smile, "and her love was born the moment she crossed the street!" ”

"Yes," Miao Han smiled, "She originally just wanted to walk across the road with him, but she didn't expect that she would walk into love all the time." In life, she reminded him of the dangers she saw, and he reminded her of the dangers he heard. ”

"It's all because of holding hands!" I sighed.

"Yes," said Myohan, with the same emotion, "because they hold hands, they are no longer afraid of danger; Because of love, two broken worlds form a whole world. ”

"So they're married!" I guessed.

"That's right!" Miao Han said with a serious face, "They decided to get married. On the day of their wedding, a lot of people came to their house, familiar and strange. They all sent bouquets of flowers, as well as their most sincere and kind deep wishes. The girl looked at the room full of flowers and cried. She knows that she is not a person who has been forgotten by love and the world. ”

"Love is an act of kindness," I said deeply, "and an act of kindness is also the wordless love of this world!" ”

"A year later," said Miao Han, with the help of her family and many well-wishers, she opened a flower shop of her own, and the name of the flower shop was 'Holding Hands.'" ”

"Their façade is small," I thought to myself, "and it's remote, but her flowers sell very well!" ”

"yes!" Miao Han said sweetly, "The boys and girls who come to her are persistently believing that if you buy her flowers here and give them to the people you love, your love will be very happy, sweet and complete!" Because, the flower shop here is called holding hands; Because, the two owners of the flower shop here came together hand in hand! ”

"Are you done?" I asked Miaohan with a blank face.

"It's over!" Miao Han smiled.

"Can you put your arms down first?" I asked Miaohan seriously, "Also, can you talk to me the next time we meet without stepping on my feet in high heels?" ”

"Oh!" Miao Han said and looked down, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited!" ”

I smiled and hugged Miaohan's body tightly.

The cheeks are rosy.