"..."
Dan Zhe reached up and rubbed his temples, managing a weary smile. "I'm fine."
"You—"
Xiao Zhu's brows shot up.
"Xiao Zhu."
The shop owner came up beside him. "This isn't the place to talk."
"Let's head back first."
"We can find somewhere to sit and talk."
"And let Mr. Dan get some rest, too."
Xiao Zhu clicked his tongue.
"Let's go."
In the end, they chose the flower shop as their place to talk.
The shop owner brewed some flower tea and brought over some snacks.
The rich scent of flowers and tea calmed them all.
Dan Zhe looked a little better.
He smiled at the shop owner. "Your shop is lovely, Flower Shop Owner."
It wasn't the first flower shop he'd visited.
But it was the one that had made the best impression on him.
The flowers in full bloom.
The flower tea and delicate snacks arranged in one corner.
And the shop owner, who looked as if he'd stepped out of a storybook.
There was something he'd never quite had the nerve to tell anyone.
The first time he'd come to this flower shop, he'd felt a little like Alice, stumbling into Wonderland.
It was a very strange feeling.
"Thank you."
The shop owner smiled warmly.
Naturally, as the shop's owner, he was delighted to hear such praise for a place he cherished.
"Knock, knock."
Xiao Zhu lightly tapped the table.
"Okay."
"Enough small talk."
"A Zhe."
Xiao Zhu looked at Dan Zhe.
"And don't try to fob me off with 'I'm fine.'"
"The shop owner told me earlier that you're having relationship problems."
"I'm sorry."
The shop owner's face filled with apology.
Dan Zhe hadn't explicitly told him at the time not to share what he'd said.
But really,