As long as 998 old Gong takes home

"998 you bastard..." Qiao Yu rushed to the door and yelled insults in the direction where the figure disappeared.But before he finished speaking, he stopped talking - there was indeed an orange head passing by the door of the flower shop, and he saw it right; but the figure who had gone a long way in front of him was clearly a woman.The other party was wearing a light white dress, and her orange hair was tied back and curled at the end, shining brightly in the natural light.

Orange heads are rare, but not everyone likes this exaggerated hair color.

Realizing that he had identified the wrong person, Qiao Yu walked back to the flower shop with some embarrassment.In particular, his big reaction after admitting the wrong person undoubtedly shows that 998 has fully integrated into his life and occupied most of his energy.He looked at the flowers placed in the store, they were like spectators, witnessing the funny scene of Qiao Yu's mistaken identity just now.

He picked up the watering can and sprinkled these delicate flowers, and when the daisies were sprinkled, the face of the orange head appeared in his mind again.

It's weird, but Tangerine Head likes flowers, he said it himself.

He also took a daisy and a butterfly from Xiang Yingjia, and he didn't know how many days the butterfly could live—according to Qiao Yu's past experience, the butterflies caught home usually did not survive 24 hours.

Dry, I think of orange heads again.

998 is so existential that Qiao Yu would think of this annoying AI whenever he was free.

After sprinkling an appropriate amount of water, Qiao Yu unconsciously approached the daisy and sniffed its faint floral fragrance.The daisies in the store come in all colors, but Qiao Yu thinks that white looks the best, and it best corresponds to the feeling of daisies.Thinking about it, Qiao Yu suddenly had an impulse - or else he would bring flowers back to 998, it happened that he liked it so much, and he happened to be working in a flower shop.

Before the summer festival came, he had already calculated this month's income based on the vacancy of the summer festival, and it was a surprise that he was suddenly arranged to visit the store temporarily.

Then it's a celebration, at least the money spent on visiting the store in these two days can cover a week's worth of nutritious meals.

Qiao Yu put down the watering can, took out a few white daisies, and brought them to the counter.After working in a flower shop for so long, he still knows how to pack bouquets and the like; he carefully trims the flower branches, cuts out oblique openings, wraps them in transparent wrapping paper, and naturally tie a bow with a ribbon.

After doing this, Qiao Yu looked at the bouquet on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched - he was used to wrapping flowers for guests, and wrapped them like gifts for couples, full of the smell that girls like.

He pondered whether to repackage, but the alarm to close the shop rang.

The simple "smart butler" arrived at the door of the store on time, and a mechanical voice came out from the loudspeaker: "It's time to close the store, please pack your things and leave."

"Immediately, I'll clean it up." Qiao Yu said.

No wonder the owner has an AI but let me come and see the store. It turned out to be just a very retro smart housekeeper... Qiao Yu took it for granted that it was a humanoid AI, but in fact, in the slums of Jinxia, ​​there are still only a handful of families with AI.

He quickly picked up the cleaning tools, cleaned up the store, and then moved all the flowers outside the store into the store.He didn't forget to scan his ID to pay for the bouquet of daisies. After he finished packing, he hurriedly picked up his bag and walked out of the store with the daisies in his arms.

Amidst the setting sun and the singing of cicadas, Qiao Yu walked quickly to his dilapidated apartment.

When he arrived at the door, Qiao Yu took a special look at the ID: 18:28, home safely!

He looked at the stay-at-home indicator light, and stretched out his hand to pull the door - sure enough, the door chain was hanging.Qiao Yu was almost used to it. Going back to her own home was like visiting someone else's house. She reached out and slapped on the door: "998, open the door!"

There were muffled footsteps from inside the door, and soon the door opened a crack, revealing the pretty face of Orange Head.

998 lowered his eyes, suddenly looking a little lonely.

But it was just a matter of a split second, and the next second, Tangerine Tou saw the daisy in his arms, and said excitedly, "Is it for me?"

It was indeed given to him, but Qiao Yu felt a little embarrassed when he asked, "No, you open the door first."

Tangerine's face immediately stinks.

He unhappily took off the door chain, opened the door again, turned around and walked into the living room without even looking at Qiao Yu.Qiao Yu pursed her lips, went in very unhappily and took off her shoes, and then walked into the house barefoot.

The house was surprisingly quiet.

Usually when he comes back, 998 is definitely watching TV, and he will definitely hear the TV sound.

But not today, Qiao Yu glanced at the wall-mounted TV, the screen was black, only the power indicator light was on.Qiao Yu couldn't believe that this guy wasn't watching TV, but soon he discovered the problem - 998 sat cross-legged on the ground after returning to the room, resting his chin on his small work table, staring at the glass Can.

Qiao Yu took a closer look, and found that the butterfly was dead.

Shit, are you in a bad mood because the butterfly died?What is this not a child? !He, Qiao Yu, didn't catch unicorns after he was five years old!

Qiao Yu put down the bag, still holding the bouquet of daisies: "...If you die, just throw it away."

"Don't throw."

"If you don't throw it away, it will rot, so you don't want to see it." Qiao Yu reminded, "Everything has a lifespan, so don't be too sad."

"Then will you die?"

"...Nonsense, of course."

"When will you die?" Tangerine head suddenly looked at him and asked sincerely.

But no matter how it sounded like a curse, Qiao Yu wanted to hit someone.He walked up to 998 in two or three steps, and stuffed the bouquet into his arms: "How do I know when I'm going to die... This is for you."

"So it was given to me?"

"...Mmm." Qiao Yu nodded irritably.

998 took it, looked at those delicate flowers carefully for a while, and said, "Then you just said you didn't give it to me..."

"Then do you want it? Don't pull it down, I will take it out and throw it together!"

"...You gave it to me specially, then I," 998 looked away, whispered, "Then I will accept it."

"Tch, what's the matter with Tsundere...I threw the butterfly away."

"Don't throw it away!"

"........."