"Oh, your shop?" Looking at the store full of beautiful flowers, Yang Fan felt a little incredible.

"Well, I'm a florist by myself. The girl sat on the counter with her hands propped up on her wheelchair and smiled.

"Alone, is there no one else but you?" Yang Fan looked at the girl in surprise.

"Occasionally, Mom and Dad would help with something, and most of the time I was alone. ”

Looking at the girl's smiling appearance, Yang Fan suddenly felt that she was not as ugly as before.

Looking at Yang Fan's bottomless eyes, the girl suddenly became a little embarrassed, she stretched out her hand to hold Yang Fan's sleeve, pointed to the words that the store was full of, and began to introduce, the varieties of flowers and the language of flowers.

Although there are some beautiful out-of-season fake flowers in the store, they are given other meanings in the girl's mouth.

For example, eternity, and hope.

Although Yang Fan is not interested in flowers, she is fascinated by the girl's understanding of flowers and the meaning she gives them.

Perhaps, it's because of the ugly but unusually strong girl in front of her, the light on her face when she says what she likes.

Let Yang Fan get older and more beautiful, the girl in front of him is getting more and more beautiful.

It's an appreciation that isn't about love and liking, it's a feeling of identification with attachment and concentration.

Time slipped through the cracks in her fingertips in the girl's introduction to the flowers.

"It's ten o'clock in the evening, I'm really sorry to delay you for so long. The girl looked at the wall clock in the store, and she said a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, today is my time off. ”

"Hey, but it's a weekday. ”

"Well, I have a lot of time in this industry. ”

"Really, what kind of industry? The girl said with a curious look.

"My profession is an Internet writer, do you know this industry?" Yang Fan said as he walked towards the center of the store, where a picked plum blossom was placed.

"Of course I know, don't look at me like this, I'm a three-year-old bookworm who started the Internet!" the girl said unconvinced.

"Then what is your favorite book?" Yang Fan approached the plum blossom and sniffed it.

"I used to like books about Sanshao Potato, but my favorite book now is "Daifuku is a Dog". ”

Yang Fan didn't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms, and said with a little disappointment: "Why do you like that book?"

"Because that book is very humorous, but also because it can make many people see hope in desperate situations. ”

"Really, don't you think that book is too bland, without any passion. You see, those readers are spraying this book right now. Yang Fan took the plum blossom and said while observing it carefully.

"No, there are so many passions in reality, and most of them are bland. The girl smiled and watched Yang Fan carefully insert the plum blossoms into the flower mud, and said with a smile.

"Your life is not ordinary, and you can tell from your little flower shop and your empty trouser legs that you are very hard. Yang Fan, who finished arranging flowers, stood up and said impolitely.

"No, I don't have to be the contrary, I feel very lucky. The girl seemed to be used to the rude words, and replied with a grin.

"Glad, God has given you so much injustice, haven't you complained?" Yang Fan turned his head and looked at the girl coldly, trying to distinguish the truth from the fake in her eyes.

"It's not fair? Heaven made me lose my legs, but it gave me a peaceful heart, and it is because of the peace of mind that I can recognize every flower in the store and understand their meaning. The girl was not afraid of Yang Fan's eyes at all, but said strongly.

Her originally small eyes also bloomed with a determined light with these words!

"Have you read too many novels? Speak so philosophically with secondary two. Yang Fan smiled.

"No, it's like the one I like, Daifuku is a dog, that book. People cannot lose sight of hope forever, because only when they see hope can they understand what they want. My hopes, all I want are in this store!"

"Hahahahaha. Yang Fan listened to the girl's paranoid words, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" the girl asked, a little startled.

"What I laugh at is that there is no middle school in this world, and there is no desperate situation, just like a sentence in that favorite book of "Daifuku is a Dog", people will never be defeated, they will only be knocked down!"

"So you read that book, too. That book, the book is good, it can be updated too slowly. Today, it's 4,000 words. Looking at Yang Fan, who was laughing, the girl quickly changed the topic.

"Well, it's too little! Don't worry! Not tomorrow! By the way, how much is this plum blossom, I want to buy it. Yang Fan pointed to the plum blossoms he had inserted into the clay and said.

"Huh, do you like this plum blossom, don't need money, just help you add a gift for listening today." The girl looked at the plum blossom and said a little reluctantly.

"Well, then I'll take it. Yang Fan didn't seem to see the girl's reluctant gaze, and the rough flower was plucked.

Then, he walked up to the aching girl with the flower, and clumsily inserted it into her long hair.

"You said that plum blossoms have strong and elegant words, and they are very worthy of you. ”

After saying this, Yang Fan gently opened the door, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and asked if the girl's opening time was ten days later, and then left against the heavy snow.

Looking at Yang Fan's lonely figure, the girl pondered Yang Fan's inexplicable words, and then touched the plum blossom on her head and smiled.

"Plum blossoms, in fact, also have the meaning of noble arrogance, perseverance, and I hope that strangers can also be like my favorite writer I am Fanfan, go forward bravely, and never give up. ”

The snow seemed to fall heavier and heavier with these words.

"It's strange how I always meet this kind of shopkeeper. Yang Fan, who was in a good mood, withstood the wind and snow, and continued with a smile:

"It seems that God has favored me, let me meet these strangers, and let me keep bringing warmth and thickness to the old street of my book. ”

Because of this strange girl, the pressure on Yang Fan's body became heavier, but because of this weight, he caused every step he took to become more and more stable.

In fact, stress and repression can make a person collapse, and they can also make a person get back up from the collapse.

As he said in his own book, men cannot be defeated, only knocked down.

If you're knocked out, get up, and this fight is still going on for him.