After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Dou Jinglan got in the car and kept holding the bouquet of flowers.

The gray-blue wrapping paper is stiff and firm, and will not be easily broken.

The scent of flowers is very light.

It's his type.

Someone looked over curiously, but due to unfamiliarity with him, no one dared to ask.

Jiang Bang was sitting on the inside by the window, talking about the flowers in the greenhouse.

His mind keeps jumping.

"There are a lot of green plants in the greenhouse, bean buns. When we leave, why don't we buy two pots of tiger piranha, which can be grown without soil."

"But this will take off the title of plant killer. I'm not used to the title that has been with me for a long time being suddenly withdrawn..."

Jiang Bang laughed heartily, remembering the interesting incident on the way: "Speaking of it, cutting flowers is not difficult, but packaging is very laborious."

"I have never been able to fold that paper well, but the boss said that he would give it to me for free. At the end of the folding, I got angry. I was not happy when he wanted to fold it for me. He got angry and scolded me that I was planning to use it. The wrapping paper earns the money back on the flowers."

Dou Jinglan listened to him quietly, while Jiang Bang kept on talking.

"How should I put it, put flowers or arrange flowers or tie flowers? Just put a bunch of colorful things together."

Jiang Bang moved closer to Dou Jinglan to touch the flower in his hand.

It got hot in the afternoon, and the car they took was different from the bus in the morning, more similar to a sightseeing bus.

The sliding windows were opened in advance, the speed of the car was slow, and the gentle and calm wind was blowing from the outside, making the whole compartment cool.

"Call it whatever you like."

Dou Jinglan answered him softly.

His pheromone was like his current tone, with a slight fragrance, Jiang Bang was so close at this time, he could smell a little bit.

Jiang Bang moved the flowers and leaves regretfully.

I knew I should hire a car.

If there were only the two of them in the car, the patch could be removed by the bean bag.

But what reason should I use to trick him into taking the patch?

He's manic?uncomfortable?Dou Jinglan needs to be inhaled to be good?

Forget it.

But... how to say it is like sucking a cat.

Jiang Bang laughed to himself secretly.

Dou Jinglan lowered her eyes to look at the flowers in her hand.

He seemed to really like it, even a little tense when holding the flower.After Jiang Bang leaned over, he moved his shoulders calmly.

Jiang Bang put his arm on his arm, fiddled with the petals one after another.

Dou Jinglan reminded: "If you continue to play like this, you will break this plant."

Jiang Bang let out a little "hey": "Why are you so stingy and won't let you touch it? I gave it to you."

Dou Jinglan's gaze was no longer on the flower, but on Jiang Bang's hand. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Give it to me and it's mine."

"Okay, okay, it's okay if I don't fight with you."

Jiang Bang withdrew his hand, but the corners of his mouth were curled up.

Dou Jinglan lightened his arm, and subconsciously raised his wrist to follow up. After realizing his movement, he tensed his arm imperceptibly and curled his fingers.

want to touch him.

Unexpectedly, his loss was only for a moment.

Because Jiang Bang was away only for a moment.

"Let's talk about flower arrangement. The boss taught me the principle for a long time. I didn't ask him to do it for me. I insisted on inserting it myself."

He laughed and fell on Dou Jinglan's shoulder.

The soft cheek was tilted sideways, and it was pillowed on Dou Jinglan's shoulder.When he spoke, his facial muscles were tense, and he would shake his head slightly.

He has always been like this, he has a lot of physical contact with familiar people, like some large animal that acts on instinct, and comes close to you with a smile, such a closeness with all defenses put away makes you feel warm, but you can't possess it.

Dou Jinglan turned her face slightly, and the right cheek was lightly touching the top of his hair.

"I have a hard time. I have been matching according to the book for a long time. Sometimes I feel that the color is too bright, and sometimes I feel that this flower is not suitable for you, but I am worried. Now I can finally ask myself. Do you think I..."

Jiang Bang raised his head, just in time to meet Dou Jinglan's eyes.

I was looking for a compliment.

I don't know why...

I couldn't speak when I saw his eyes.

Jiang Bang's words disappeared in his sight.

Dou Jinglan's eyes were neither enthusiastic nor forceful, there was no big difference compared to usual, she just listened to him quietly, with her face turned sideways.

But the sense of presence is obvious.

The sunlight outside the car shone on Dou Jinglan's eyelids, and his thick black eyelashes fluttered accordingly. Seeing that Jiang Bang was silent, Dou Jinglan gave a soft "huh?"

His lips parted slightly because of the breathy sound.

Looking at the moist color, Jiang Bang suddenly had an idea.

want to kiss him.

He wanted to step back, so that he wouldn't be caught in Dou Jinglan's eyes, but Dou Jinglan asked again: "Why don't you talk?"

I want to say, this is not...

Jiang Bang covered his forehead in embarrassment, and concealed: "Suddenly a little dizzy..."

He heard Dou Jinglan's voice that could be called soothing: "Are you motion sick? Go to sleep, do you have a neck pillow?"

Jiang Bang: "Ah, I didn't bring it. Did you bring it?"

I was so busy at noon that I got into the car without a neck pillow.

Dou Jinglan shook her head and handed him the flower: "Take it."

Jiang Bang didn't know why, so he took it well.

The person sitting next to him felt his fingertips warm, and half cupped his cheeks and ears, tilting his head towards his shoulder.

"Let me sleep for a while, it will take a while to get there, I will call you."

Because leaning on his shoulder, bone conduction made the voice lower, Jiang Bang's cochlea numb, and hastily closed his eyes.

Soon his breathing became shallow and he fell into a deep sleep.

Dou Jinglan took out her phone and turned on the front.

Take a shot.

The place we arrived was a pedestrian street at the bottom of the mountain.

The orange-red afterglow of the setting sun shone in the car, Jiang Bang's eyelashes trembled, and he woke up slowly.

There was no one in the car except them.

Jiang Bang blinked twice blankly, just woke up, his voice was still hoarse: "Why...is there no one?"

"all gone."

The man next to him answered.

After he raised his face, the other party moved his shoulders slightly.

Jiang Bang came to his senses and grabbed Dou Jinglan's hand to pull his arm over: "Is it numb? Let me rub it for you."

Dou Jinglan's hand flicked up unnaturally, and he tightly grasped his hand.

Jiang Bang: "What, what's wrong?"

Dou Jinglan grabbed him for dozens of seconds before letting go.

His palms were hot and sweaty, without the warmth of the breeze. He let go of him after a moment of silence, explaining: "Hands are numb, and I even twitched."

Jiang Bang blamed himself, and reached out to touch his forehead: "Why are your hands so hot, do you have a fever? Have you been sitting for a long time?"

The ambiguous temperature seemed to dissipate in his concerned movements.

The temperature on the back of Jiang Bang's hand was a bit cooler than that on Dou Jinglan's forehead, but both were normal temperatures.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up and leave when he realized...

Dou Jinglan was looking at him without blinking.

His eyes are thick and dark, which makes him focus on things. Raising his eyelashes like now, looking at people steadily will give people an illusion.

An illusion of being liked by him.

Jiang Bang didn't move his hand for a while.

They met their gazes, but Dou Jinglan didn't hide, and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Bang stuck his shell, his eyes dodged a little: "This, isn't this to see if you have a fever?"

Dou Jinglan raised his eyebrows, and gestured to Jiang Bang's hand on his forehead with his eyebrows: "Then do I have a fever?"

Jiang Bang moved the back of his hand away from his forehead.

The warm temperature of the ironing post is gone.

Alpha said with a playful smile: "Well, I have a fever. It's quite serious. It's so serious that I can't stand up and block the road. We will not be able to keep up with the big troops."

Dou Jinglan stood up and stretched her body.

Amidst the crackling of joints, Jiang Bang quickly adjusted his expression.

Jiang Bang, Jiang Bang.

You have something to do, okay...

In the evening, the orange light and shadow cast on the street.

There are no storefronts here, and the cars of small vendors line up neatly on this road.

In the evening, the number of tourists did not decrease, but increased.

The cheap plastic lanterns are hung on the carts of vendors, and when the breeze blows, they shake a little. From a distance, they look like a surging river of lights.

The flow of people is like crucian carp crossing the river, shoulder to shoulder, and all the eyes are full of dark figures.

Jiang Bang waved away Dou Jinglan's eyes that kept appearing in front of his eyes just now, and stood near the intersection, waiting for Dou Jinglan to store something.

His flowers were not delivered at the right time, and they might be scrapped if they were crowded among this group of people. Dou Jinglan saw the storage point, considering that the flowers could not be crowded, she decided to save them.

Jiang Bang stood here waiting for him.

He hadn't been in a crowd for a long time, so he stood there for a while and looked around, the noisy atmosphere around him made him feel comfortable.

The aroma of barbecue and stinky tofu floats from the other side of the street;

There was a family traveling together, and the father reluctantly hugged his son who wanted to sit high on his neck;

A few teenagers wearing streetwear were sitting in the shade next to empty beer cans, playing and laughing from time to time.

Jiang Bang stood for a while, and casually asked a girl standing next to him who seemed to be waiting for someone, why there were so many people today.

He was squeezed several times.

The girl has a good personality, and she said with a smile: "Today is the lovers' fair, and many couples come to the fair."

Jiang Bang became interested: "Collection of lovers? Are there any customs?"

The little girl was a little surprised: "You came with your boyfriend, don't you know?"

"?" Jiang Bang raised a question mark, "How do you know that I came with someone else?"

The little girl has no burden: "You are handsome, did the boys on the bench opposite see you? I have seen you several times."

"When you came over just now, they disturbed my ears, so I paid more attention to it. One of them has a face that likes you very much. You didn't go there because you were waiting for your boyfriend."

Jiang Bang didn't care about those boys, and continued to ask curiously: "Is he very similar to my boyfriend?"

The little girl was shocked: "Isn't he? Then you're a bit of a scum..."

Jiang Bang wanted to laugh a little: "Why am I such a scumbag?"

Little girl: "Such a large bouquet of flowers, isn't it for him?"

Jiang Bang nodded, deliberately teasing her: "Yes."

The little girl shook her hands: "Is it your boyfriend who gave it to him? Are you raising a spare tire?! You, you, you, what, how..."

Jiang Bang stopped teasing her, and smiled and said, "I'm chasing you. Tell me now, why is it like my boyfriend?"

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's like this. Just, just intuition, the way he looks at you is different from the way he looks at others."

Jiang Bang shook his head, perhaps because it was easier for him to speak out to strangers, and he said smoothly: "He has very few friends, and I am one of the few friends he has left, so of course I am different from others. I'm afraid he treats me like a friend."

At the exit of the storage place, people who got the Bluetooth memory card came out one after another, and Dou Jinglan's tall figure stood out among them.

Seeing this, the little girl beckoned to make Jiang Bang look sideways: "Come closer and I'll tell you! This is why you're a fan of the authorities!"

Jiang Bang took care of her height, was a little short, and still kept chattering nonsense to her: "Why are you still playing tricks, and don't talk about martial arts."

I heard her ask.

"Actually, I want to ask, hey, are you the one above or the one below?"

Jiang Bang suddenly pulled back and straightened his waist, his whole ears were red!

The little girl secretly said something calm, blushing like this, and hurriedly added the last sentence: "He's here, he's here, guess quickly, will he be angry when he sees you like this?"

Jiang Bang looked back blankly following the little girl's reminder.

What does it mean to see me like this?What's wrong with me.

The man's white T-shirt and black trousers were like walking sculptures approaching. The orange light fell on his calm, unemotional eyes, warming half of his body.

Like a cold god without emotion, contaminated with the warm glow of heaven and earth.

Jiang Sifu thought deeply.

In Dou Jinglan's eyes, he turned his head to listen to what the little girl said, and the girl suddenly approached, as if she had given a kiss, causing her to stop suddenly and withdraw suddenly.

he will be angry?

Jiang Bang was rarely nervous.

The author has something to say: Come back one day early!

Today I made up for the [-] people who were absent from work on April [-]th!

I won’t make up the sick leave for the week before, woo woo woo, people will die (kneel down