Chapter Ninety-Three: Shangguan Flowers
Zhang Xiaolu stood in front of a quaint tea shop, looking in, a young man was sitting on a chair eating pistachios and crossing Erlang's legs, is there really the answer he wants here? She bit her lower lip with her teeth in disbelief and walked in...
I looked at the woman in front of me, with a white shirt and flesh-colored pantyhose with a little black dress, a pair of mid-heel Chanel pointed shoes, a small suit in one hand, and a kun bag in the other. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoRegardless of whether you are here to buy tea or run errands, you should trust me when you enter my shop, otherwise, what good will it do you to come?
So without raising his head, he continued to eat pistachios carelessly...
Zhang Xiaolu couldn't hold it back, she had been in business for so many years, she dealt with many people of all kinds, and she could control her emotions freely. She looked at the young man's cold face, knowing that she was out of control today, and secretly scolded herself, using people without suspicion, and not suspicious people. Immediately cleaned up his mood, said apologetically and sincerely: "Sir, I'm sorry! I didn't expect you to be so young! ”
I don't like self-righteous people, but I don't exclude people who can correct their weaknesses, so I raised my head with a smile and looked at the person who came, "It's understandable, care is chaotic, Lao Cai has taken care of me, Miss Zhang, please take a seat." ”
Zhang Xiaolu looked at this man, he stared at his eyes, those eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as resolute as an iceberg, different from the old age of his peers, that eyes were so deep, like two bottomless deep wells, and that deep well, but it can, at a glance, see through your heart... However, the smile at this time is so sincere!
"Sir" Zhang Xiaolu lightly opened her lips and sat down in front of me, but her face was full of sadness, and she slowly opened the conversation box and stated the ins and outs of the whole thing.
"Wait! Are you saying that there is only a change since you came back from Shangguan? That's when your mother appeared, right? ”
"Yes! I'm sure it is! Zhang Xiaolu nodded affirmatively.
"Then did you meet anyone in Shangguan, or what happened?"
"If you want to say something, it's the only one." Zhang Xiaolu pondered for a while, and then told the story of the encounter with the strange flower.
"Miss Zhang, I wonder if you have ever heard of Shangguan flowers?"
"Kamiguan flowers?" Zhang Xiaolu stared at the man in front of him in surprise, "It's the legendary Dali treasure that floats for ten miles, hasn't it been cut down by the locals?" ”
"Cut down? Whoever said that there is only one Shangguan flower. ”
Zhang Xiaolu looked at the man on the smiling lips in front of him, and felt that he seemed to be floating in a layer of incomprehensible mystery, and then saw him take a sip of tea and said slowly: "Shangguan flowers, not only is there more than one, but also the secret of Shangguan flowers..." ”
"A man's desire?" Zhang Xiaolu muttered blankly.
"Yes, it is a wish, the kind that the heart desires the most, make a wish when the flower blooms, and wish to stop when the flower wilts, and the flowering period is exactly one year. You must have wished that your mother would return..."
"How can it be like this, how can it be like this!" Zhang Xiaolu muttered to herself as she found it difficult to accept the facts.
"It's just a year, it's just a year, mother..."Zhang Xiaolu finally knew everything! It turned out to be just his own illusion, and he broke down and cried silently and ran out of the shop...
I stood up, looked at her running and staggered back, and shook my head with a wry smile...
Demons, who doesn't have demons? I slowly opened the second drawer in my left hand and took out a mahogany box, where a reddish flower was lying there...