"Weirdo, why aren't you getting up? My flowers have been crushed to death by you.”
She gently flicked Qin An's forehead, and Qin An fell into her arms like a light cotton ball.
"Hey, weirdo, wake up!" She shook Qin An's body with all her might, but Qin An did not react. Then, she saw that the white roses under Qin An's body had already been dyed red.
She wanted to drag Qin An away, but he was too heavy. He didn't look fat, but she couldn't move him at all.
She was going to sell flowers. She was very busy. She wanted to earn money, a lot of money.
Just as she was about to leave, Qin An suddenly grabbed her wrist and muttered,""Don't go, don't leave me."
"It hurts."
Her wrist was clamped by Qin An and she couldn't move.
"Don't go." Qin An's body trembled non-stop. His body curled up into a ball, just like a child.
"How rude! Weirdo…"
She gently stroked Qin An's head and said gently," Good boy, good boy, I won't go, I won't go…"
When Qin An woke up, his surroundings were already dim. Suddenly, a big eye stared at him. Her eyelashes were very long and beautiful. Her hair fell on Qin An's nose and mouth, making him feel itchy. He wanted to sneeze, but Qin An held it in because the smell of her hair was very pleasant. He was afraid that it would disappear after a sneeze.
"Weirdo, you're awake."
Only then did Qin An feel that his head was leaning against something soft and not the cold floor.
"Weirdo, you keep calling out Ya Ge in your dreams. Ya Ge, who is that to you?”
"That's my sister."
"You must like her very much! You called her so many times! More than all the flowers I've sold. I also have a younger sister! I have to accompany her every day."
"Is that so?" Qin An revealed a bitter smile. He stood up and stretched his body. Only then did he realize that the church was surrounded by white roses.
The young girl also wanted to stand up. Her legs had been under Qin An's head for the entire afternoon, and they were numb. It took her a lot of effort to stand up. She felt dizzy when she stood up straight, and even the world in front of her turned black and white.
Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground in the next second, Qin An hurriedly supported her, but she still fell into Qin An's arms.
"What's wrong?" Qin An asked anxiously.”
"He seems to be a little anemia-stricken! Also, your body stinks! Strange person…" She actually fainted after saying that.
Qin An looked at her reddened wrist and thought for a moment. He sat on the floor and quietly placed her head on his lap. His hand gently stroked her cheek and said,"So similar!"
The sun had set, and the last ray of light had been taken away. The surroundings were pitch black.
When the first star appeared in the sky, a firefly flew into the church, and then more and more fireflies danced in the church.
"Woo ~"
"You're awake."
"Weirdo, why is it still you? Oh no, it's night time!”She stood up abruptly, but she did not expect her forehead to hit Qin An's forehead.
"It hurts."
"Are you alright?"
Qin An gently rubbed her forehead. His eyes were filled with gentleness. This was a nostalgic action.
"I'm fine, weirdo. You're really strange.”
She playfully stuck out her tongue at Qin An and then chased after fireflies in the church.
"Fireflies are so beautiful!" She covered a firefly with her hands and hid it in her palms. Then, she opened her hands. Unexpectedly, the firefly refused to leave, and more and more fireflies stopped in her hands.
"So beautiful!" Qin An sighed.
However, beautiful things were always short-lived. The fireflies gradually flew away from her hands and left the church. The entire church was left with only the silver-white moonlight.
"Weirdo, this is the change you got for buying flowers this morning.”She took out eighteen Francs from her purse.
Qin An looked at the change in his hand with his mouth agape. How many years had it been since he had touched a coin worth one Franc?
She bent down and placed her hands behind her back."By the way, weirdo, you have to take responsibility for crushing my flowers.”
"How do I take responsibility?"
If it were any other woman, Qin An would inevitably use flowery words to tease her and leave a deep impression on her before developing a relationship beyond friendship. However, she was different. She was like a lotus flower that had emerged from the mud and was untainted. Such words were like an insult to her.
"I want you to be responsible for replanting the flowers that you crushed to death. Goodbye! Weirdo." She skipped to the door.
"What's your name?" Qin An shouted the moment she stepped out of the door.
She suddenly turned around and smiled sweetly."My name is Ying!"
Qin An looked at the 18-Franc note in his hand in a daze. It seemed to have her fragrance on it. He would probably keep this money for the rest of his life.
Qin An followed closely behind Ying. His movements were very professional, like a professional detective, or perhaps a professional stalker.
Ying was smiling the entire way, greeting everyone she passed by.
This place was very shabby. Clothes were directly dried by the roadside. There were dilapidated buildings painted with graffiti-like drawings everywhere. There were also many people wearing tattered clothes that had been sewn many times playing around. This was a slum in Paris, a gathering place for refugees.
Suddenly, a child bumped into him. When the child wanted to leave, Qin An grabbed his wrist.
"Let me go!" the child shouted.”
Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin An. Be it adults or children, women or young men, or even the elderly, they all gritted their teeth and stared at Qin An.
"Brat, give me back my wallet."
"I don't know what wallet it is," the little boy said stubbornly.”
"Hehe-"
Qin An sneered. He was already being polite by not breaking the kid's hand the moment he stole the money. After all, that wallet contained his most precious thing.
Seeing that Qin An was about to slap him, the people around him also picked up all kinds of weapons, such as shovels, wooden sticks, iron rods, chairs, and so on. They looked like they were united against a common enemy.
"Wait, weirdo." Ying jogged over to stop Qin An.
"Ike, didn't you promise me that you wouldn't steal anymore?" she said to the little boy with a straight face.”
Sister Ying, but my mother…"
"No means no. Stealing is not good.”
He pouted and unwillingly took out his wallet from his crotch before throwing it at Qin An.""Hmph, I'll return it to you."
He turned around and was about to run, but Qin An caught him by the collar.
Qin An smiled evilly." Brat, I haven't settled the score with you for stuffing my wallet in that kind of place!"”
"Weirdo, don't hit him. He's just a child.”
"Sister Ying, don't ask him. I'll see what he can do to me.”
"You little brat, I don't want anything that has been in your crotch.”
Qin An took out the eighteen Francs, a black card, and a yellowed old photo from his wallet, then stuffed the wallet back into Ake's pants.
"Get lost."
"Humph." Before Ai Ke left, he made a face at Qin An.
"I'm really sorry! Weirdo, that child's mother has a very serious illness, and his father likes to drink and gamble, so…"
Qin An interrupted her,"I'm not called Weirdo. My name is Qin An, Qinan."”
Qin An even repeated it in Pinyin.
"What a strange name! As expected, it's better to call you weirdo. I've decided. From now on, you'll be my weirdo!”
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