What to do if you are followed by a man

It is said in the book that Spring City is like spring all the year round.

But Zhang Yanmo disagrees. The sun in spring is very warm, making people feel tired and drowsy. In summer, it rains every three days in this city. The sun was shining brightly one moment, and it might rain cats and dogs the next second. .

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the business in the store is the busiest at this time.

Zhang Yanmo made a pot of black tea, sat on the rattan chair near the floor-to-ceiling windows, and listened to the patter of rain outside while sipping hot tea.

There is no sun now, and a pale blue roller blind covers the glass.

"Boss, you really know how to enjoy it..." The little girl who worked in the store sat at the cash register, resting her chin in boredom, her long black ponytail hanging down on the beige table.

This is the bad point in summer, when it rains, their flower shop will have poor business, and they have nothing to do with themselves, and they can't be lazy like the boss.

She sneaked a glance at the young man who was facing her sideways.

Zhang Yanmo's eyebrows and eyes are very good-looking, not necessarily exquisite, but the combination makes people feel very comfortable.

The side face is undulating like mountains, under the slender and heroic eyebrows, a pair of eyes "retract the spring mountains", very quiet.Down, the straight bridge of the nose, and below that, are the two thin lips that are often pursed into a straight line.

The temperament of the whole person is as intriguing as an ink painting or a blue and white porcelain.

Although she has worked in the store for several years, Ruan Jia still stares straight at her like when she first met.

This man is really irresistible.

The teacup in his hand was no longer hot, Zhang Yanmo glanced at the door of the store, the rain outside was so fast and heavy that it splashed the black marble floor under the eaves.

"If there are no customers coming in by four o'clock, the door will be closed early today." Zhang Yanmo said unhurriedly, as if whether the business is good or not is not important to him.

Ruan Jia came back to her senses, straightened up quickly and waved her hands: "It's okay, I can look at the shop, anyway, I have nothing to do when I go back." &br/&She is paid, and being bored is not an excuse for being lazy.

"It's raining and it gets dark quickly. It's too late and it's not safe." Zhang Yanmo paused, "Recently, the public security is not very good."

Ruan Jia cheered up, took a small watering can from the counter to serve the flowers and plants in the shop, and said "Hey": "Is there any? Didn't hear anything happened?"

"Anyway, be careful."

Zhang Yanmo didn't want to say more, he was as taciturn as his name.

"Oh! Thank you, boss." Ruan Jia glanced at him again, lowered his head to clean the dust off a pot of green radishes, and lowered his eyelids thoughtfully.

Hearing the sound of rustling rain and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, Zhang Yanmo nestled in the rattan chair, his eyelids became more and more dry and heavy, and then he closed his eyes naturally.

He didn't fall asleep completely, and kept floating between half asleep and half awake. The sound he heard seemed to be coming from a distance, which was very unreal.

Instead, the sound of rain in the darkness followed like a shadow, taking him back to a night not long ago...

Click, click, click, click...

The sound of leather shoes touching the ground and stepping on puddles, one after another, followed him like a spirit behind someone in the darkness.

Zhang Yanmo frowned, obviously sleeping very restlessly.

"Crack-"

As the glass door of the shop was pushed open, a gust of damp and cool air rushed in.At the same moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear as if he hadn't slept at all.

"Momo! So you're not sleeping..." Xiang Yan was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "That's just right, I have something to ask you."

Zhang Yanmo half-lyed in the rattan chair, his laziness made Xiang Yan's heart itch, and he even had uncontrollable fantasies about pushing the young man on the chair to bully him.

Zhang Yanmo sat up and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Xiang Yan moved a stool and sat down with ease, and raised his legs: "I came here specially to find you, why don't you give me a sip of tea first?"

Seeing his smiling face, Zhang Yanmo didn't want to talk to anyone.

"I don't have any tea, I'm full of white water." Ruan Jia poured a glass of water from the automatic water dispenser, and put it in front of Xiang Yan politely.

She has never had a good impression of this playboy.A rich second generation like him who changes girlfriends every day and achieves nothing, actually wants to catch up with the boss?Running to the store every day, looking upset!

The white water was packed in cheap disposable paper cups, and Xiang Yan had never been treated so lightly since he was a child.But he was not annoyed, and pointed to the half pot of tea on the small tea table: "Open your eyes and tell me nonsense, isn't this tea?"

In a blink of an eye, he showed a gracious smile to Zhang Yanmo: "Momo, do you like black tea? I'll buy it for you! What about Qimen Kung Fu, India Darjeeling, just tell me which one you like."

"There is no cup for you in the store." Ruan Jia complained in a low voice, and left with a ponytail.After all, Xiang Yan was the boss's guest, so she didn't dare to push her too hard.

"Hey - you don't care about her!" Xiang Yan's tone was like a little girl who was wronged and asked for help.

Zhang Yanmo tilted his head slightly to look at him, and didn't answer.

Realizing that his tone was wrong, Xiang Yan coughed lightly and turned his head: "I don't know as much as her."

The disposable paper cups on the coffee table didn't get another look.

Zhang Yanmo took out his mobile phone to check the time, and asked, "What exactly are you looking for?"

Xiang Yan shook his feet and curled his lips: "I'll have a party with some friends the day after tomorrow, you go with me, and I'll introduce them to you."

Although he himself only knows how to pick up girls and chase men, but at least his family background is deep enough to be called a friend by Xiang Yan, and his status is not too low.

This opportunity is so rare for small citizens like Zhang Yanmo, and others can't ask for it.

Zhang Yanmo glanced at him, and said in a flat voice, "I want to see the shop."

"No!" Xiang Yan couldn't laugh anymore, "Isn't there that girl in the store?"

Zhang Yanmo got up and stretched, revealing a piece of smooth skin, and explained: "If someone brings flowers for treatment, Jiajia won't understand."

Xiang Yan's eyes were straightened, but unfortunately, that small patch of dream-provoking skin was quickly covered by his clothes.The Adam's apple moved, and he asked in a daze, "Flowers still need to be treated?" Wasn't it because he didn't want to go, and he was lying?

Zhang Yanmo pursed his lips and said nothing, the store was suddenly very quiet.

Xiang Yan realized that he said something wrong again, and the questioning tone made the young man unhappy.He sneered, and in the past, he was so talkative that he coaxed a group of men and women around, but when he came to Zhang Yanmo, he failed.

"Then...it's not urgent to treat the flowers and plants. You can let them put it in the store first, and come back the next day to get it?"

"No." After finishing speaking, Zhang Yanmo picked up the teapot and cup to rinse in the sink behind.

Xiang Yan anxiously followed behind him, chasing after him: "Why can't it work? Don't worry, if we all play together, nothing will happen!"

Seeing his price drop, Ruan Jia curled her lips.

"The store will be closed immediately, you can go." Zhang Yanmo rolled up his sleeves, lowered his head to wash the tea sets seriously, and stopped giving him a look.

His slender and slender fingers held the porcelain cup and rinsed it under the faucet. The water flowed from the fingers and the back of the hand, which was even more beautiful than jade.

His wrist is not thin, but a little thinner, and the undulating lines are very graceful, with a kind of beauty of "frost and snow on the wrist".

If I can hold this hand and play with it, it will be worth waiting another year!Xiang Yan stared at those hands, his eyes were a little red.Unfortunately, no matter what he said, the person in front of him would not change his mind.

Xiang Yan sighed and turned to leave. When he left the shop, he was still the same cynical Young Master Xiang.

Who else can't live without it?Without Zhang Yanmo, there is a second, third... It's just that those are far less conquering than him.

Soon, the Cadillac disappeared into the streets.

As soon as the glass door slammed, the person who came in this time was an old man holding a potted rose.