Mu Wanqing turned off her computer resentfully. The sweet words promoting Valentine's Day on the webpage burned her eyes and tugged at every nerve of hers, reminding her that she had been abandoned by her boyfriend of five years. Mu Wanqing gently rubbed her temples and realized that she had been sitting in front of the computer for five to six hours. Today, the editor-in-chief of the magazine called again to urge him to write a manuscript. However, her heart was in a mess and she was not in the mood to rush the script.
It turned out that love was not something that could be controlled by one's own novel. Happiness, in a dream, was broken the moment he woke up.
If she was a cold and indifferent woman, would the outcome be better? The fog dispersed and the dream woke up. The two ends of life stood on the shore. He couldn't escape or hide, so he had to face reality.
As Mu Wanqing thought about it, she took a black woolen coat from the hanger and went out.
On the street, the neon lights flickered, and the fine snowflakes turned into wounds in the wind. The flower shop was doing well. The shop owner greeted them warmly. On Valentine's Day, the price of roses always soared, but it still could not stop the enthusiasm of couples. The entire city was filled with the unique scent of roses. When the romantic mood cooled down, the fragments of the past left only the sadness of reading carefully.
Mu Wanqing rubbed her frozen hands. Always inadvertently born, looking back on the other side, elegance is a finger quicksand. It's been five years. I'm used to the warmth of holding hands. I'm used to the faint smell of tobacco. I'm used to the place where you are. I'm used to treating the morning and evening as eternal. It was just that fate intervened too quickly.
Things are right, people are wrong. Han Dong, are you finally going to hurt me so cruelly?
When she passed by the coffee shop, Mu Wanqing subconsciously stopped. Through the glass window, she saw a pair of blissful lovers in the corner. Mu Wanqing felt that it was a little glaring. The seat that she was so familiar with had just changed the protagonist.
At that time, she and he often visited this shop. She hadn't been here for a long time. Mu Wanqing didn't expect the shop to be renovated and changed. The orange light was so dense that it seemed a little unreal. Tonight, the shop owner had specially placed a rose on each table. From afar, he could still smell the fragrance of roses.
So be it, Han Dong. Everything from yesterday was crushed in the mist. After so many years, you and I are strangers, and we will never meet again.
Next to this coffee shop was a flower shop called "Shiro Hanago". What aroused Mu Wanqing's interest was the orchid flowers hanging in the shop. They were gentle and elegant, looking very beautiful. A young girl was watering the petals in the shop. When the kettle passed by, the petals looked fresh and moist.
"Let's buy a bunch here." Her gentle and sweet voice was filled with happiness.
Mu Wanqing was engrossed in the scene and looked towards the source of the sound. She saw a pair of figures holding hands as they floated into the shop. When the two of them came out, they saw that the girl was petite and beautiful. She was holding a large bouquet of lilies happily. The baby's breath swayed as she kissed the back of the girl's hand. A few red roses were delicate and beautiful. The couple's heads gradually closed together and slowly disappeared into the street.
Buy yourself a bouquet of roses for Valentine's Day. It had nothing to do with the wind and the moon, only to pay homage to those wounds with deep feelings. Mu Wanqing bit her lower lip and made up her mind before entering the shop.
"Pretty sister, do you want to buy flowers?" Mu Wanqing had just entered the shop when she was stuck by the clever little girl.
"Oh…I want to buy a bouquet of roses."
On the night of Valentine's Day, a woman buying roses alone in a flower shop would more or less make people pity her.
Mu Wanqing was a little embarrassed and avoided the little girl's probing gaze. Although there was a faint smile on her fair face, there was a trace of silence in the middle of her eyebrows.
"Little girl, do you still have roses?" A low and magnetic voice interrupted the momentary silence in the flower shop.
"Big brother, you're here to buy flowers again!”The little girl ran over excitedly. Her beautiful big eyes were full of life, and her smile was like a flower.
It turned out that there were regular customers in the shop.
When she saw who it was, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but feel dazed.
He was tall and sturdy, and his slightly tight-fitting black clothes revealed his perfect figure. His face was as handsome as a sculpture, and his eyes were dark and deep. A prince like this in the novel was destined to be attached to the halo and glory.
Seemingly aware of the gazes of the people around him, the man's gaze landed on Mu Wanqing.
No makeup. She was dressed casually, but it could not hide her gentle and elegant temperament. Under her bangs, her eyes were clear and bright like the stars in the sky. Under the man's gaze, Mu Wanqing blushed.
"Big brother, why are you only here today?”
The young lady at the flower shop tugged at the man's collar, her pink lips pouting unconsciously. She said dejectedly," I originally left the last bouquet of roses for you tonight, Big Brother. I thought you wouldn't come at this late hour. This beautiful sister is also here to buy flowers."”
"Something came up at the last minute tonight.”The man smiled apologetically at the little girl.
Mu Wanqing looked at the time. It was already past 10:30.
"It's okay. Leave this bouquet of roses to your big brother.”
Mu Wanqing smiled gently at the little girl, trying her best to appear calm so that the little girl wouldn't be caught in a dilemma.
"How can I? Miss, you came earlier than me, so it should be yours.”The man raised his eyebrows slightly and his gaze moved from the rose to Mu Wanqing. He looked at her sincerely and his eyes sparkled with starlight." Maybe you need it more than me."”
"It's okay, sir. It was getting late, and his girlfriend must be waiting anxiously.”Mu Wanqing smiled faintly.
A bouquet of roses to fulfill a pair of lovers was much better than the roses withering in his own hands.
Under the light, the man's thick eyelashes trembled slightly. He wanted to say something but hesitated. "Alright, then I'll buy it."
The corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, but there was a faint sadness hidden within. Mu Wanqing almost thought that it was her imagination.
The little girl heaved a sigh of relief. She really didn't know who to give a bouquet of roses to just now. When she handed the roses to the man, she looked at Mu Wanqing apologetically.
Mu Wanqing smiled back at her, indicating that she didn't mind.
Only then did the little girl feel at ease and accept the man's money.
Mu Wanqing left the flower shop and prepared to return home to continue her work. It wasn't her style to be so depressed.
"This bouquet of flowers is for you." The handsome man from the flower shop had caught up to Mu Wanqing.
Mu Wanqing was at a loss. The man had already placed the bouquet of roses in her hand.
" Give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance on your hand." His voice was as gentle as water." Thank you."
On the street. Street lamps.
Gradually, the clean and slender back made people hallucinate. The man disappeared into the blurry night.
Mu Wanqing looked at the rose in her hand. She tried to guess the various possibilities of that strange man giving her roses. She appeared before the store closed on Valentine's Day and gave the flowers to a stranger. What did his "thank you" mean…
Mu Wanqing shook her head, unable to make sense of it.
It turned out that he was also a person with a story.
The delicate rose petals were like butterflies that could fly away at any time. They could not bear the bitterness of the world of mortals and only left behind their bones.
When she reached home, the dazzling neon city had already fallen asleep.
Mu Wanqing had just placed the rose into the water bottle when the landline in the room rang.
Mu Wanqing couldn't think of anyone else who would disturb her dreams at this time other than her best friend Shen Mengyun. Of course, there was still Han Dong in the past. However, he did not know when it started, but his phone calls had become less and less. Now that they were strangers, it had only added to a fruitless grudge.
Mu Wanqing hid her sadness and just as she picked up the phone, Shen Mengyun was already shouting angrily,""Mu Wanqing, what's wrong with you? You didn't even pick up your phone. He was already so old, why couldn't he save some trouble! You're deliberately trying to anger me to death!"
Only then did Mu Wanqing notice her phone. There were five missed calls and three text messages. All of them were from Shen Mengyun.
At this moment, Mu Wanqing could imagine Shen Mengyun's exasperated look on the other end of the phone.
Listening to the chatter on the phone, a warm feeling crept into the softest corner of her heart, causing Mu Wanqing to sob and become speechless.
In the morning, Shen Mengyun called her and asked her to go out and play together at night. Mu Wanqing declined. She didn't want the people who cared about her to see her in a daze, and she didn't want to disrupt Shen Mengyun and her boyfriend's romantic Valentine's Day.
Mu Wanqing deliberately muted her phone. She just wanted to be alone.
Mu Wanqing adjusted her emotions and said like a child who had done something wrong,""I'm sorry, Miss Shen. Don't be angry. How about I treat you when you get the royalties this time? Is that okay?"
"Mu Wanqing, this is what you said, don't go back on your word.”Shen Mengyun emphasized it as if she was afraid of going back on her words.
"Definitely, definitely."
There was a short silence on Shen Mengyun's end. After a long time, she said,""Wanqing, you've left the concept company for almost a month. Shouldn't you find a new job?”Shen Mengyun probed.
"Miss Shen, do you think I can't afford to support myself now?”Mu Wanqing tried her best to speak in a joking tone.
Even if Mu Wanqing didn't work, she would still receive seven to eight thousand yuan a month. With the standard of living in this city, even if the income was not high, it was not low.
"Wanqing, if you have a job, perhaps you will be much more fulfilled.”Shen Mengyun said seriously.
After a while, Mu Wanqing said leisurely,"Thank you, Dream Clouds."?I'll consider it after I finish this draft.”
"Alright then. Then you should consider it. Remember to rest early. Good night." Shen Mengyun knew Mu Wanqing's character very well.
Mu Wanqing had always been very assertive. There was no point in saying more. In the end, she had to make her own decision.
"Good night."
In the dream.
They were all fragments of him.
The handsome him stood at the girl's apartment and played the guitar and sang love songs for her. He had a high fever but had to queue for two hours in front of the cinema to buy movie tickets for her. He had to run in the cold wind for the whole night to find her favorite roasted sweet potato. He had a focused and gentle gaze when he helped her tie her shoelaces...
He was awake.
Her heart was broken, and her fingertips were pale. It was indescribably lonely.
Tears had already filled her eyes and flowed down wantonly, soaking the pillow. She cruelly listened to the sound of her heart being eaten away by memories.
Han Dong, Concept Company's future son-in-law, you should be accompanied by a beauty right now, shouldn't you? If you wanted to torture me, then you've already done it.
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