"I'll pick you up when I'll be back."

Xiang Tianqing looked up at the time, couldn't tell for a while, hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll call you before I go back." ”

"Well, remember to have dinner."

"Good ......"

The phone hung up quickly, Xiang Tianqing threw the phone aside, and continued to get busy.

It wasn't until she soaked the petals in the cup that she carefully unfolded the white paper on the table, pressed it down with two cups, and then took a pencil and carefully sketched it on the white paper.

The quiet night fell quietly, but because the anti-theft door panel cut off her sight, Xiang Tianqing obviously didn't notice the time, and even because the light was a little dim, she took the table lamp and put it on the table.

Under the warm light, I saw a thin woman holding a pencil and a ruler intently, repeatedly outlining something on the paper, and the concentration made people can't help but look at her and lose their minds.

However, if you really look at it, you will be a little surprised to find that for more than two hours, there is nothing on the paper except for some very shallow and light lines that cannot be seen, which makes people feel that this blank paper is the same as the one that has been under her hand.

About another hour or so later, Xiang Tianqing put down the pencil, turned around and took another cloth towel and threw it on the ground, placing a few cups nearby.

Xiang Tianqing looked at his watch, estimating in his heart that the time should be almost up......

I took a pair of tweezers and held my breath and carefully pinched out each petal, for fear of leaving tweezers marks on the petals with excessive force, the room was exceptionally quiet, and it seemed that only the slightest sound of her breathing remained.

It took ten or five minutes for Xiang Tianqing to take a long breath, and on the red flannel in front of him, white petals were neatly displayed, one by one, neat and clean.

Tianqing shook his wrist, his feet were numb, he simply knelt on the ground, picked up another cup and began to repeat the previous work.

Time passed minute by minute, Yin Shaolong looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and he couldn't help but feel a little upset, so he simply called her a few more times.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off, please dial again later......"

"Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off, please dial again later......"

……

Yin Shaolong called four or five times, but all he got was the same response, which made his eyebrows frown tightly, and a touch of uneasiness arose in his heart.

Pushing the door and looking at Hanghang, who was already asleep, he was still a little uneasy, so he called a nanny to come and take care of it, and then took the car keys and drove to the flower shop again.

The car drove fast all the way, but Yin Shaolong's hands were trembling, as long as he thought of this woman disappearing from his life again without warning, he began to feel inexplicably panicked and uneasy.

Finally, in less than twenty minutes, the car threw out a beautiful tail swing in front of the flower shop, and the tires rubbed against the ground with a violent grinding sound.

Yin Shaolong looked up in the direction of the flower shop, the glass windows and doors of the flower shop were still blocked by iron plates for anti-theft, and the shop was obviously closed.

Yin Shaolong frowned and dialed her phone again, but what he got was still a response that the phone was turned off.

Annoyedly, he threw his phone aside, nervously reached out and touched his mouth, at a loss.

Where the hell did it go?

Did she not want him to know, deliberately concealed it, or was there really something wrong?