Strawberry West Toast

The flower shop looks different during the day than at night, without the sense of alienation from the world, because the colors of the flowers and plants take the lead in occupying the sight.

Pei Yiwei's mother was thorning roses, her complexion was much better than last time, she could be regarded as energetic, almost no different from ordinary people.

Hu Xiao'e saw the two coming in, she kept working, she raised her head and told Pei Yiwei to pour a cup of tea for Wang Zhen.

"Thank you, auntie," Wang Zhen smiled, "I'll be leaving later, no more tea."

"Then get your classmate a glass of water." She said to Pei Yiwei again.

The disposable plastic cups in the store just ran out, so Pei Yiwei put his water cups in the store, wondering if Wang Zhen was particular about this, so she turned to ask him.

"It's okay," Wang Zhen said, "if you don't mind."

Pei Yiwei didn't say whether he minded or not, but poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Wang Zhen, telling him to be careful not to burn it.

When Wang Zhen took it, he wanted to laugh, thinking of the emoji of "drink more molten iron", Pei Yiwei couldn't get rid of his "straight man" image no matter what.

Pei Yiwei didn't know why he was smiling, but he didn't care too much, he really couldn't keep up with Wang Zhen's brain circuit.

He poured the water and walked aside to feed the fish.

There is a large tank of dragon eyes in the store, and after the feed is sprinkled, a large group of strong red color gathers in the center of the transparent blue wave, dragging out many slender water marks.

Wang Zhen stood in front of the fish tank and tapped his fingers on the glass. Suddenly a goldfish missing his left eye swam past him. He was startled for a moment and asked Pei Yiwei: "Did you see that fish? Its eyes What's wrong?"

Pei Yiwei didn't say a word at first, but then said in a low voice, "It's crushed."

Wang Zhen really couldn't figure out how the good fish's eyes would be squeezed out, but he felt a little apprehensive looking at the fish, so he didn't dare to stare at it any more, so he sat down to drink the hot water.

"I heard that you are good at drawing, have you been learning since you were a child?" Hu Xiaoe asked Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen glanced at Pei Yiwei, wondering what he had said to his mother, had he ever seen himself draw, and if he hadn't, he said yes.

Pei Yiwei glanced at him, and Wang Zhen was suddenly unable to speak.

——He doesn’t talk much about painting with outsiders, it’s a lesson taught to him by experience, because most people don’t really care what he said, just ask casually, but he has a silly enthusiasm Tell each other about painting.

But the problem is at hand, and I don't want to avoid it deliberately, so Wang Zhen said: "Well, when I started in elementary school, I was relatively passive in painting at that time. In the training class opened by the residents of the community, the teacher taught me very foolishly. , I didn’t learn much, and later I felt that this was not enough, so I found a serious studio, stayed there for more than a year, learned a lot, and I was really on my way.”

"It's good to be able to persist in doing one thing." Hu Xiao'e smiled, with a very appreciative tone.

Wang Zhen accompanied her with a smile, and Hu Xiaoe said again: "My family is so vulgar. I used to enroll him in interest classes and asked him what he wanted to learn. He said he didn't want to, and he wasn't interested. As a result, he didn't have any skills until now, and he was only good at singing. Get by."

He has never heard Pei Yiwei sing. Pei Yiwei's voice is a relatively deep one. He usually speaks slowly and sounds old-fashioned. He doesn't know what it's like to sing.

Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly at Pei Yi, and said with a smile, "The handsome guy shows his skills?"

Pei Yiwei pretended not to hear, and sprayed water on the flowers.

"That's right," Hu Xiao'e also smiled, "Sing a few lines for your classmates."

Pei Yiwei remained silent, clearly not wanting to sing.

Hu Xiao'e didn't do anything wrong with Pei Yiwei, she smiled at Wang Zhen and said, "He's timid."

Wang Zhen almost laughed out loud.

Pei Yiwei glanced at him, Wang Zhen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, I'm quite timid."

The topic of singing was brought up by Wang Zhen. After Hu Xiaoe took care of the roses, she picked out decorative paintings on her mobile phone. She wanted to replace the few paintings in the store. Those paintings were damp and oxidized, and the original colors could no longer be seen.

"Can you choose for me?" Hu Xiao'e opened the Taobao shopping cart to show Wang Zhen, "I don't have good taste, I don't like to pick and choose things, and I don't know which one to buy."

Wang Zhen scanned the phone interface up and down, and said, "No, the one you picked is pretty good, but the price-performance ratio is not high."

The decorative painting itself is not worth much, but the printed thing, of course, the higher the cost performance, the better.

Last week, I finished the painting of Yang Hang’s little aunt. I have free time on weekends, so it’s no problem to draw a few pictures.He suddenly had such an idea.

"How about I draw two for you?" Wang Zhen said, "You can give me a picture or a reference picture or something."

Wang Zhen's words were a pleasant surprise, and Hu Xiao'e quickly said, "That's too much trouble for you."

Friendship is trouble, so Wang Zhen must seize the opportunity.

"It's okay," Wang Zhen said, "I draw very fast. If the content is not complicated, I can finish two paintings in a day."

Hu Xiao'e knew that painting was a labor-intensive task. Of course Wang Zhen would be happy if she wanted to, but she couldn't let him paint for nothing.

Hu Xiao'e asked Pei Yiwei to pick two pots of anthuriums for Wang Zhen. They were beautiful flowers with water droplets on the green leaves, and the red spathes were shiny.

Pei Yi wiped the ashes on the basin slightly, and told Wang Zhen that he should pay attention to raising anthurium: "Water once every two or three days, just watch it, and the soil surface will be moist."

"I'll take it back to the dormitory then," Wang Zhen said, "put it in the dormitory."

Pei Yiwei was about to say "OK", when a man's voice suddenly came from the door of the shop.

"They're all there," Wang Zhen is no stranger to this man, he is Pei Yiwei's father, "It's just a coincidence."

When Pei Jie entered the store, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a small bench and sat beside Hu Xiaoe, and said, "Let's talk about the demolition fund."

Hu Xiao'e's complexion became very bad from the moment he came in. Hearing him say "chat", she immediately stood up and said, "Get out!"

Pei Jie sat without moving, and said with a playful smile, "Come out, come out with me, just find a quiet place to have a good chat."

Pei Yiwei was originally standing by the cash register, when Pei Jie came in, he grabbed the kettle at hand and poured a glass of water.

Pei Jie was about to pull Hu Xiao'e's arm when a cup of hot water slammed on his chest.He screamed hotly, let go of his hand quickly, grabbed the kettle on the ground and poured it on his chest, gasping for breath in pain.

"Little white-eyed wolf, you are crazy!" Pei Jie scolded Pei Yi while pouring cold water on his chest, "Who are you burning!"

Pei Yiwei told Hu Xiao'e to dodge, and a glass of water was thrown over her again.

Pei Jie learned his lesson and immediately dodged to the side, the water missed anyone, Pei Yiwei had already walked over.

"This is about me and your mother, so don't mix it up!" Pei Jie got angry at Pei Yi, "What are you supposed to do!"

Pei Yi remained silent with a cold face, and grabbed the stabbing machine on the table.

Wang Zhen's eyelids twitched, and the next moment, the stabbing machine slammed towards Pei Jie——

"Ah!" Pei Jie took two steps back in pain, his expression changed instantly, he grabbed Pei Yiwei's collar and pushed it aside.

Hu Xiao'e supported her with all her strength, but Pei Yiwei pulled her away and kicked Pei Jie. Pei Jie was quick to react, and immediately hid when he saw the movement. Pei Jie locked it outside.

"Open the door!!" There was a slamming sound on the door, "The agreement is written in black and white! Do you think it will be okay if you don't open the door!"

It happened so quickly that Wang Zhen realized that Hu Xiao'e had already sat there in a daze and did not speak.

The banging on the door continued, and the small shop echoed with terrible bangs over and over again, occasionally mixed with Pei Jie's scolding, no one in the room spoke, and it was extremely quiet at this moment.

"Stay here and don't move."

Pei Yiwei threw these words at Wang Zhen, turned around and walked out through the small door.

After 2 minutes, the pounding on the door stopped.

The curse disappeared outside the door.

Wang Zhen stared at Hu Xiaoe who was huddled in the corner. Hu Xiaoe seemed to have locked herself in an invisible glass cover, her numb expression was like a stone statue.

Wang Zhen patted her shoulder lightly and talked to her in a low voice, until Pei Yiwei came back, and Hu Xiao'e finally recovered and stood up.

"Are you okay?" Wang Zhen looked at the embarrassed person in front of him and said softly, "Your father is gone?"

"Let's go." Pei Yiwei took off her dirty coat, went into the toilet and flushed her face.

When Pei Yiwei came out, Hu Xiao'e's expression had returned to normal.Pei Yiwei didn't say much, and opened the rolling door to find someone next door, asking her to take Hu Xiao'e back.

"You also pack up and go home quickly," the aunt who was called had a loud voice, "Your father may come again at some point."

"I'll be leaving later." Pei Yi thanked the aunt slightly, then turned around and began to move flowers.

Wang Zhen held his breath just now and didn't dare to speak, only Pei Yiwei was left, he finally let out his breath, and said to Pei Yiwei: "Auntie, are you okay?"

Pei Yiwei ignored his question and lowered his head to move pots of flowers into the store. Wang Zhen dared not speak again, and followed behind him to help.

As the time passed by, Wang Zhen felt very depressed. Seeing that the flowers were almost finished, Pei Yiwei still remained silent. Wang Zhen pulled Pei Yiwei's wrist from behind and said, "Don't keep talking."

Pei Yiwei turned his gaze: "Tell me later."

Wang Zhen knew that he was bored, so he lowered his head and continued to move flowers.

After tidying up the flowers outside the door, Pei Yiwei locked the shutter door and took Wang Zhen out of the flower shop.

It could be seen that Pei Yiwei was very tired. In the few minutes from lighting the fire to driving the little sheep onto the road, he had no expression on his face, and he didn't speak to Wang Zhen.Wang Zhen couldn't hold back anymore, and wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he was afraid of his mood, so he didn't dare to ask, so he quietly grabbed Pei Yiwei's clothes and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Pei Yi gave a faint "hmm".

"I'll take you to the subway station later." Pei Yi slightly adjusted the front of the car and turned a corner.

"Okay." Wang Zhen put his head on Pei Yiwei's back, but he didn't really touch it, it was just a sudden impulse.

"Pei Yiwei." Wang Zhen boldly called his name.

"Huh?" Pei Yi responded slightly.

"Aren't your parents together?" Wang Zhen asked.

Originally, I wanted to ask if I was divorced, but I was afraid that these two words would hurt him, so I changed the way of saying it.

"Yes." Pei Yiwei answered very simply.

Wang Zhen was still thinking about how to ask further questions, but Pei Yiwei opened up the conversation and continued: "He came to ask for compensation for the demolition."

Wang Zhen didn't know much about the demolition, so he couldn't answer. Pei Yiwei seemed to see his doubts, and said: "When they divorced, each person got half of the house, so he has his part in the compensation."

When Pei Yiwei said that Wang Zhen basically understood - Pei Yiwei and his mother probably didn't want to distribute the compensation to his father.

This is emotionally speaking. His father's behavior is indeed bad, but feelings belong to feelings, and the law will not give green light to feelings. After all, it is legal for Pei Jie to ask them for money.

This is a messy thing, Wang Zhen doesn't know what to do for him.

There seemed to be nothing he could do but watch his plight.