Gradually approach

After Liming returned to the flower shop, he was absent-minded all the time, as if he always had something on his mind, Xu Wenhao asked him, but he didn't say anything.

This time, Liming was pruning flowers in the store, and accidentally cut off the whole flower. At this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses, holding the cut flowers and silently pitying them.

Seeing him, Xu Wenhao sighed and walked towards him, asking, "Which flower is this the first you have destroyed?" Liming felt very guilty when he heard that.

"sorry."

"It's okay, I don't really blame you, it's just that you are always in this state these days, which is very worrying, you know?"

Liming looked up at Xu Wenhao unexpectedly, saw that he was looking at him seriously, then lowered his head in embarrassment, and said, "Thank you for caring about me, but I'm really fine."

"I found that the two words you say the most here are 'sorry' and 'thank you'." Li Ming was a little at a loss.

Xu Wenhao smiled and said, "I'm just joking...but, I hope that if you have something to say, you must tell it, and don't hide it alone."

Liming suddenly thought of such a scene that seemed to have happened before, but the object at that time was Yu Shu. Whenever he thought of his family, Liming's mood inevitably became very bad.

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Xu Wenhao hurriedly added: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to force you. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"No, you didn't force me, I just thought of something from the past, so I'm not in a good mood."

"Oh." After a while, Xu Wenhao suddenly remembered that he still had something to ask Liming, so he continued to ask: "By the way, Liming, I saw someone asking about you on the street today, it seems that they said they were looking for That person is called Liming, and you have the same name! However, since I don’t know what they are looking for you for, I didn’t say anything.”

Li Ming thought about it, probably no one would look for him, Lin Cheng didn't want to talk to him a long time ago, so why would he look for him instead?Yu Shu and his father are now angry, and it was Li's father who said he would drive him out of the house. According to his father's character, even if he forgives him, he will not take the initiative to come to him, so it should not be them.

"Really? Maybe it's just the pronunciation is similar!"

"oh, I see."

……

For the next period of time, Liming and Xu Wenhao got along very well. Liming felt that Xu Wenhao was like a good friend that he had been with for a long time. He cared about him very much, and he even paid attention to some small details. arrive.This made Liming feel very warm in his heart, but he never thought that in his most difficult period, it was actually a stranger who gave him support.

After that, the business of Xu Wenhao's flower shop gradually improved, and more and more customers came to buy things. Moreover, most of these customers were young girls.

One day, Liming was making flowers for a girl in the store, and the other girl said to him, "Hey, what's your name? You just came here recently! I haven't seen you before." Liming replied with a smile: "Yeah... did you come here often?" "Not often, after all, this flower shop has only opened recently, but you have been here in the first few days... You haven't told me your name yet " "Oh, my name is Liming." "Eh, Liming? There was also a person named Liming in my sister's company before. But, it shouldn't be you, my sister said that person is an uncle." "Hehe, is that right? What a coincidence." Li Ming thought to himself, what's going on, a few days ago someone had the same pronunciation as his name, and today there is another one!Afterwards, Li Xiaoxiao said in a serious manner: "Well, since we are so destined, why don't we exchange phone numbers!" Although Li Ming didn't understand her logic, he still took out his mobile phone. Later, he bought it with his first salary, a very primitive one, not expensive, Xu Wenhao originally said he would buy it for him, but he kept saying that he didn't need it, so he gave up in the end.

Just when they were about to exchange mobile phone numbers, Xu Wenhao came down from the second floor. He had heard their conversation just now, so he jokingly said: "What? Li Xiaoxiao, you are deceiving innocent Chinese citizens again." "How do you talk? You ? Do you know what cheating means? Ah? What a child, not sensible at all." Xu Wenhao snorted, walked over and took Liming's cell phone away, and said to Li Xiaoxiao word by word: "Huh, I won't give it to you, you bite me!" Li Xiaoxiao stood up angrily, and grabbed the mobile phone in Xu Wenhao's hand, "You are an adult, and you still play such childish games, are you embarrassed?" "I have What are you embarrassed about?" Li Xiaoxiao was so angry that he jumped up and down.

Liming was smiling at the side, watching them slapstick.In the end, Liming still didn't give Li Xiaoxiao her mobile phone number, and Li Xiaoxiao was so angry that she said that she would never come to the flower shop again. Xu Wenhao said indifferently that you would come or not, I don't care if you come!Liming knew they were joking, so he didn't interrupt.

……

Liming and Xu Wenhao often chatted when they were working, from which, Liming learned that Xu Wenhao was particularly interested in flowers, and he also learned a lot about flowers from Xu Wenhao.

He knows the flower language of various flowers, for example, the flower language of daisy is hidden love, the flower language of bellflower is sincere and unchanging love, the flower language of lavender is waiting for love, and the flower language of red hyacinth is touching love , the flower language of clock flower is love by your side, the flower language of dogtail grass is secret love...

He had a good life in the flower shop, but he still didn't forget Yushu and his father. He decided to wait a little longer, and if he came back after getting married, Li's father should accept him again.

However, he never thought that he would never have the chance to get married again in this life...