Back home, it's almost there.

Feng Feng was so tired that his eyelids were about to close automatically. She was about to go to sleep, Li Huan took her hand: "You sit first, I'll give you a hot compress, otherwise your hand will hurt very much......"

He didn't say that it was okay, but after saying this, Feng Feng realized that both hands were hot, and the bruises on the back of his hands were as black as coal, obviously because he had been operating the cash register machine for a long time today, which had aggravated the injury.

"You see, it's all like this, why bother working so hard?"

She immediately withdrew her hand: "I'll just apply it myself, you're tired for a day, you go and rest first." ”

He didn't say anything, just pressed her shoulder, Feng Feng couldn't help it, so he had to sit on the sofa.

He got a hot cloth and applied it back and forth to her for a while, then took the ointment and applied it to her carefully, bandaged it, and said softly: "Don't do it tomorrow, just watch from the side." ”

"No, I'll have to do it myself."

"If you break your hand, you won't be able to scratch it, tomorrow I will ask Gao Wei to stand at the counter inside, you just have to watch."

Her eyelids were so tired that she could barely open them, and she didn't argue with him, turned around and went into the house to sleep.

Li Huan checked the surroundings and went into the house to sleep.

The next day, Feng Feng still got up on time at 7 o'clock. The curtains were opened, and the sky outside was still dark. She opened the drawer of her desk, and inside, there were a few photos she had taken with Huang Hui. She picked up a single photo of Huang Hui and looked at it, and whispered to herself: "Huang Hui, Happy Valentine's Day." ”

In the photo, Huang Hui smiled so brightly, as if he was also silently saying: "Happy Valentine's Day." ”

She thought that if he was still alive, on this beautiful festival, she and he would definitely still be watching the legendary "one meter of sunshine" in the Li River, or going to see the strange villa of Yang Erche Namu. Moreover, he will definitely give himself a big bouquet of red roses, just like the stupid look he did when he gave himself flowers for the first time, and the reason is also very reasonable"...... The boy in the dormitory said that chasing the girl was to send flowers......"

She laughed, her heart filled with a strange warmth and strength, and she thought, today is another day. You must live well until you find the real murderer.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I found a large and exaggerated bouquet of roses in a large vase in the living room.

Li Huan wore a new outfit, like a male model on the stage.

She was a little surprised, where did he get the flowers so early?

He didn't say a word, but his heart was very excited. I have been in modern times for more than three years, and on the first Valentine's Day, she and Ye Jia were in a small villa in C. The second Valentine's Day was disturbed by the appearance of a small tyrant. This time, it was the first time I spent "Valentine's Day" with her since I came to modern times. Although this is a festival that has been commercialized and completely lost its romantic atmosphere, isn't being able to be together be the biggest romance in itself?

"The living room is empty, I'll get some flowers to decorate."

He was as if nothing had happened, as if the flower had no meaning at all; She also pretended not to know his thoughts, and the days under the same roof actually didn't last long, and when the school started, she would have to go back to school.

Li Huan's head is full of white hair, Li Huan's intentions are good, can he still tell clearly?

Actually, it's clear, maybe it's been clear a long time ago.

It's just that some things, if you miss a little bit, are too far apart, and if you want to smooth it out, it's impossible anymore.