I'm having an erotic dream.
Qu Zhaoye entered the bathroom speechless. He felt like a pervert.
The hotel didn't have a change of clothes, so we had to ask an errand boy to deliver them.
Wrapped in a bath towel, he took the bag from the takeaway boy, changed his clothes again, bought breakfast for his friends and brought them with them to say a few words, and then took a taxi home.
Qu Nanzhu saw through him as soon as he came home.
Qu Nanzhu held up this face that was somewhat similar to his with some disbelief, and asked him, "Oh my God, what did you do last night? Why did the Red Luan Star move??"
Qu Zhaoye was a little shy when his brother exposed him so bluntly. He looked away uncomfortably, but still told the truth, "I met a very beautiful person."
Qu Nanzhu:"Just beautiful?"
Pulling down his brother's hand, Qu Zhaoye lowered his head and said to him, "She's very gentle, I like her very much."
Qu Nanzhu reminded him, "Your current fate is not under Heavenly Dao's control, so the other person's right match may not be you."
Qu Zhaoye nodded. "I know, but aren't Brother Gu and Brother Ling Yin the same? I don't force it, I just want to fight for it."
"Don't force it"
At ten o'clock, Su Lin sent a screenshot. Qu Zhaoye was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding her phone in both hands and looking at it very seriously.
Yulinling:[Are you there, little Fang Yi?]
Fang Yi:[In]
Yulinling: [Some handsome guy fell in love with you at first sight last night. I want your contact information, can you give it to me~]
There was no answer there, and it took about ten minutes.
Fang Yi:[Is it that little heavenly master?]
Yulinling:[bingo~]
Yulinling: [I have observed it for you, everything is good~]
Fang Yi took a long time to reply: [He looks like he is still a student...]
Yulinling: [Baby, you are only 21 this year, and based on your appearance, you actually look younger than him~]
Fang Yi sent a string of ellipses.
Su Lin was still asking if he would give his contact information, and finally Fang Yi replied full stop.
Qu Zhaoye felt his face turn red when he saw the word "love at first sight", but Fang Yi's answer made him feel a little flustered.
The information of Su Lin followed closely, which was the WeChat business card of Fang Yi.
His heart was beating wildly.
Yulinling:[Fang Yi didn't refuse, which means he agreed, so I gave it to you directly]
Yulinling: [But handsome boy, let me explain in advance that you are not the first person to fall in love with Fang Yi at first sight. Fang Yi has had hundreds if not thousands of suitors since he was a child, and there are many who are younger than you. Of course, I am not knocking you, I am quite optimistic about you, smile/.]
Qu Zhaoye felt my heart go up and down when I saw this.
He thought about each greeting for a long time, and finally chose the most common one.
Q: [Hello brother, I am Qu Zhaoye]
After sending the application for a minute, there was no response.
Two minutes, no movement.
Ten minutes later, when Qu Zhaoye began to wonder if the application had not been sent and was planning to send another one, Fang Yi passed.
Qu Zhaoye's heartbeat skipped a beat, holding the phone in both hands and not knowing what to say.
Fortunately, Fang Yi is a very gentle person as he said.
Fang Yi:[Hello.]
Qu Zhaoye My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
Q: [Hello, brother]
After saying hello, both parties fell into silence again. Qu Zhaoye took a deep breath and typed seriously.
Q: [I heard from sister Sister Lin that my brother opened a flower shop (◦˙▽˙◦). Can I go to the flower shop to find my brother]
The message is sent and it shows that the other party is typing.
In fact, it only took about ten seconds, but Qu Zhaoye felt it was a bit long, so Fang Yi sent an "ok" message with a location.
Qu Zhaoye jumped out of bed in excitement, opened the closet and started picking out clothes. When the fever subsided, he fell into deep thought again.
He squatted in front of the closet and held a few pieces of clothing in his arms, as if he was holding them with a heart full of love.
Q: [Brother, would you mind if I come to see you now? (｡í _ ì｡)]
Fang Yi didn't reply, maybe he was busy, or maybe he was thinking about how to reject him.
Qu Zhaoye became sitting cross-legged on the ground, still holding the phone in both hands, and looking at the chat interface for a moment.
After about a few minutes, maybe only a minute, Fang Yi replied to him.
Fang Yi: [I am not as good as you think, I just look better]
Q: [Brother, I am a heavenly master, my eyes will not lie to me]
Fang Yi said nothing.
After a while, three words were sent: [You come]
Qu Zhaoye was so excited that she almost screamed.
Well he called it out.
"Yeah!!!"
I carefully selected my wardrobe and finally put on a pair of crisp military green overalls, paired with spotless white sneakers.
The upper body is a pure white T-shirt with a light blue denim shirt. The collar is deliberately opened a little, and the trousers are also rolled up deliberately to reveal the well-joined ankles. He also does not forget to carry a cross-body bag.
Before going out, I combed my hair in front of the mirror several times and made sure it was okay before I closed the door and went downstairs.
I walked faster and faster uncontrollably, but I was afraid of messing up my hair and forced myself to walk slowly.
Fang Yi put down his phone after replying to the message. The temperature inside the flower shop was just right, and he was wearing an apricot-colored shawl.
"Qingqing." Fang Yi said to the only clerk in the store, "You go back first, I will give you a half-day off in the afternoon."
Qingqing said "Ah" and asked while taking off his apron, "What's wrong?"
Fang Yi curled his fingers slightly on the table and lowered his eyebrows slightly. "I have a friend to meet this afternoon."
"Oh, ok, I'm leaving then, boss."
"Well, be careful on the road."
After Qingqing left, Fang Yi got up and picked up the showerhead to water the flowers.
Cars came and went outside the flower shop. After Fang Yi watered all the flowers that needed watering, a car slowly stopped in front of his flower shop.
Fang Yi blinked his eyes and turned around to see a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.
The man was obviously shocked when he saw Fang Yi's appearance, and then he smiled and said, "Hello, I'll buy a bunch of roses."
Fang Yi: "Okay, wait a moment, do you need help arranging flowers?"
The man thought for a while and said, "I'll trouble you."
Fang Yi nodded. "No trouble."
Fang Yi is very quiet when arranging flowers. Just looking at it gives people a feeling of tranquility.
The man subconsciously focused his gaze on him. Fang Yi had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze and didn't take it to heart.
"Brother."
Qu Zhaoye's voice came at this moment, and Fang Yi's hand arranging flowers paused.
Compared to the somewhat confused reminder last night, his voice today was firm and clear.
Fang Yi did not turn around, but responded softly, "Well, you can sit down first while I finish placing this bouquet."
"Okay." Qu Zhaoye grasped the strap of the crossbody bag with both hands, and did not sit down, but just stood aside and watched.
The man probably noticed something, but didn't say anything.
When Fang Yi handed the flowers to the man, the man paid and left, they were the only two people left in the flower shop.
Qu Zhaoye couldn't help but his heartbeat accelerated.
"Brother..." he shouted subconsciously.
Fang Yi smiled softly at him and said, "Call my name. Do you know my name?"
"I know, I know."
But he just wants to call me brother...
The two stood face to face for a while, Qu Zhaoye felt that his heartbeat was a little out of control, and he hurriedly looked away to look at the flowers surrounding the two of them.
"Fang Yi... Brother, what kind of flower is this?" He pointed at a purple flower casually.
Fang Yi looked in the direction he pointed with soft eyes. "Violet."
He stretched out his hand and gently held up the purple flower, avoiding the petals with his fingertips and only holding the stem. "The language of its flowers is - eternal love and purity."
His eyes moved from the flower to the slightly red tips of Qu Zhaoye's ears, and his voice was very soft. "In Ancient Greece, it is considered to be made from the tears of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty."