The lights in the living room were dim, and the familiar ending song was playing on the TV, and he was in a cloud of light and shadow, ignoring her at all, still staring at the TV, watching extremely attentively.

Xiang Tianqing quietly glanced at the ending song on the TV, retracted her gaze and planned to take a shower, but her eyes fell on the dining table next to her and she was slightly stunned, there were still four dishes and one soup on the table, and it seemed that she had not moved.

At this time, Yin Shaolong had already turned off the TV and got up and walked towards her.

Her eyes fell on him, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but before she could speak, she saw him walk past her without squinting, without looking at her, as if he did not pay any attention to her.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Xiang Tianqing turned his head to look at his closed door.

looked at the food on the table again, and felt an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart.

A week has passed, Yin Shaolong has not gone home again, but Xiang Tianqing, who originally felt that he should be happy, was inexplicably depressed, and even she herself couldn't figure it out, but she had only been in contact for so many days, why did she care if he didn't come back?

Until the evening of this day, Xiang Tianqing reached out and gently patted her shoulder, only to feel a little sore, I don't know what happened today, there are several times more people buying flowers than in the past, and the flowers that came in two days ago are no longer enough to sell, so she is busy and dizzy, until this will be considered busy.

After looking at the time, it was already seven o'clock, so I simply began to tidy up the flowers and branches, planning to pack up my things and go home.

At this moment, the wind chimes in front of the door made a pleasant sound, and a man in his thirties walked in, neatly dressed and walking steadily, looking steady and mature.

Xiang Tianqing turned his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm going to close the door today." ”

But when she saw the person clearly, she couldn't help but smile: "It turned out to be Mr. Fang, are you planning to buy flowers and give them away?" Why did you come here so late? ”

The man's gaze fell on her, and he said gently: "I got off work late today, I thought I couldn't catch up, it seems that it's not too late." ”

The man in front of him is called Fang Bin, he is her old customer here, it is said that he is the CEO of a foreign company, a man with a successful career, and a golden bachelor in the eyes of many women.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Xiang Tianqing couldn't refuse anymore, but asked carefully: "What kind of styles do you plan to choose?" ”

"Pick a bunch for me, age... About twenty-three or four-year-old, very beautiful. Fang Bin's gaze fell on Xiang Tianqing and slowly spoke.

Xiang Tianqing smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll try my best to help you match, but the varieties in the store today are a little incomplete, do you want to take a look first, if you think it's not suitable, so as not to delay your matter." ”

"No, you can help me choose, but today is very important to me, so I have to work hard for you." The man bluntly refused.

Xiang Tianqing didn't shirk anymore, and carefully selected it in the flower bucket, with extra care.

Fang Bin walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, it seemed to be a little hot, so he took off his suit jacket and put it together with his briefcase, then looked around, rubbed Hanghang's head, and finally turned his head and looked at Xiang Tianqing.