Tighten my broker

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, October has quietly passed away.

November is approaching, and the temperature has begun to drop suddenly. People coming and going on the street are wrapping up their coats tightly. Luo Yang is wearing a mask and hat. He is also hurrying in such a crowd, and his hands are also inserted into the pockets of his coat. .

Winter is really coming.

It also made Luo Yang inexplicably emotional.

Thinking about it, when I first came here, I could still stand in the yard and take a shower with cold water, and Wei Ran at that time was still wearing a thin shirt with a jacket on top.

Now, both of them put on thick coats.

Time will always avoid you between half-hearted people, and when you find it, it will hit you directly and make you dizzy.

Tomorrow is the opening day of the Zheng Family Peking Opera Academy in November, but Luo Yang has no chance to be on stage, because after all, he and the brothers and sisters of the Zheng Family Peking Opera Academy have not been together for a long time. The tacit understanding between them is actually not very good. Although Luo Yang really wants to go on stage and sing for a while, he can't make the performance unhappy because of his own reasons, can he?

Therefore, when everyone else was rehearsing nervously, Luo Yang had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to arrange the layout of the venue tomorrow. In fact, there was no major matter that he needed to do. As for the necessities in the theater, There are also fixed sources. All he has to do is to meet these trucks and count the number.

But now it is almost six o'clock in the evening, and the flowers sent to the theater have not yet been delivered. Those flowers are ready to be placed in vases. There was no sign of delivery at five o'clock, and I couldn't get in touch by calling.

So, after saying hello to Mu Lei, he made up his mind to go to that flower shop. No matter what, he needed a message. Even if the agreed flower shop couldn't deliver it, he could. If there is a response time, I urgently order a batch from other flower shops, and I can't just do nothing.

He took out the unusually concise business card from his pocket, which Mu Lei found out for him when he arrived.

Xinyi Flower Shop, No. 28 Zhenxing Road.

Looking at the street signs around, Luo Yang walked across the road to a street.

This is not a main street. Coupled with the current temperature, there are no people on this street at all, only the street lights on the side of the road have some light, and the scattered shops nearby are all ready to close.

Their shop is not a service shop, there is no need to open the shop at this point, and this street seems to be demolished, and there will be no business, so when Luo Yang walked in, the surrounding Even if there were people, they were people who closed the shop and hurried home.

"NO.16, NO.17..." Luo Yang mumbled as he walked inside alone, and then checked the house numbers next to each door with the help of the flashlight of his mobile phone.

The further you go in, the less people around you. I don't know if it's because of psychological factors. Luo Yang always has the illusion that someone is following him, but because he used to feel this way when walking alone at night, so Luo Yang didn't care either.

But still subconsciously looked back.

In the distance, lights of various colors were brightly lit, but the street behind him was empty except for the bright yellow street lamps on the side of the road. The place that the street lamps could not illuminate was dark, which seemed to form a contrast with the prosperity in the distance. A stark contrast makes people look uncomfortable.

Luo Yang frowned subconsciously, not because he was afraid, but because he always felt that the current scene was very similar to the horror movie scene in his memory, and he was the protagonist who was determined to die, look at this The scenes are complemented by dim lights, dead silent streets, and the sound of something being blown by the wind. If any horror film crew comes here, it will save the effort to set up the scene. I'm sure this scene will make the audience feel a sense of panic...

Luo Yang was amused by his own thoughts.

Pulling the zipper of his coat, Luo Yang turned around and continued walking. When he turned a corner, Luo Yang saw a shop with lights on. At the same time, this was the only shop with lights on.

Your favorite flower shop is here.

Standing at the door of the flower shop, bursts of floral fragrance hit Luo Yang's nose, filling his nasal cavity, and Luo Yang sneezed unconsciously. The floral fragrance of what kind of flower is so strong that it hurts his nose a bit.

And...Looking at the pots of flowers still placed at the door, Luo Yang was a little puzzled, the temperature outside was already so low, why didn't the owner of the flower shop take the flowers in? Luo Yang didn't believe that the owner of the flower shop didn't know about these flowers They are not cold tolerant.

Pushing open the glass door of the flower shop, the golden bells hanging on the door make a crisp sound. The flower shop is warm and bright, and the flowers of various colors compete with each other, graceful and graceful. It can be seen that the flowers in this shop are It has been carefully arranged, so even if all kinds of flowers are placed together, there is no lack of beauty in color.

Like a richly colored oil painting.

He glanced around the shop, but he didn't see the clerk or the boss. Moreover, the golden bell that he opened the door just now should be to remind the people in the flower shop that there are customers again, so why did he wait until now? No one showed up?

"Boss, is the boss there?" Luo Yangchong shouted from inside, standing in the center of the flower shop. Logically speaking, the flower shop hadn't closed yet, and the lights were still on, so there shouldn't be anyone there.

Taking off his mask and stuffing it into his pocket, Luo Yang took out the business card again.

Your favorite flower shop, right?

"Boss Du, are you there, Boss Du? I'm from the Zheng family's Peking Opera compound. You didn't deliver a batch of flowers from our place."

Still no one responded, which made Luo Yang frown uncontrollably.

It's such a remote place, and it's already this time, and the weather has completely turned cold, but the flowers outside have not been received in the greenhouse until now, so nothing will happen to the owner of the flower shop...

There is no sound around, only the fragrance of flowers.

After hesitating for a while, Luo Yang lifted his feet and walked inside. There was a door there, and it seemed that the back was most likely the place where the boss usually rests.

With a creak, the door was unlocked, so Luo Yang pushed it open easily.

boom!

The oncoming thing came straight to the front, and Luo Yang instantly appeared in a defensive posture with his head clasped.

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy 23rd birthday to Luo Yang!"

"surprise!"

"..." All kinds of noisy voices sounded, and Luo Yang, who was still hugging his head, suddenly realized that the thing that fell on him didn't have the slightest weight.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the dazzling ribbons all over the sky and the joyful people around him.

The colorful lights are very dazzling, making Luo Yang feel like a dream for a moment.

After seeing Luo Yang's bewildered look, the people headed by Wei Ran all laughed.

"Don't you think it's incredible?" Wei Ran came over, put the birthday hat on Luo Yang casually, then pulled the man down and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Besides, do you feel that this road is like a scene of a ghost movie? You know, for this effect, I have done a lot of preparations in advance." Wei Ran pointed at Luo Yang's chest while talking. Resented a bit.

"So, at this moment, are you so moved that you don't want to?"

Seeing the embarrassing expression on Wei Ran's face, and then looking around at the sincere wishes of the people around him, Luo Yang suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Look, what I said, with all the things we prepared, he was destined to be so moved that he couldn't speak."

Wei Ran let go of his hand, and turned towards the crowd abruptly, clapping his hands happily to celebrate his victory.

Seeing Wei Ran's victorious appearance, the people around him all joined in their support.

The scene was suddenly noisy, and Luo Yang couldn't help smiling when he saw this scene.

"Okay, Luo Yang, come here and blow out the candles first." Mu Lei, who always looked steady, was smiling all over his face at the moment, "Because I just knew that today is your birthday, so everyone didn't prepare anything, probably only one The cake is here, so don't hold it against you."

"Oh, by the way, the master also knows about this, but he thinks that if he comes, the whole event will be completely impossible, so he won't come today, let me say happy birthday to you , and then everything in the past is completely over, so-called, people have to look forward."

Mu Lei received Zheng Rui's mission, so he was being told to be extra careful at the moment.

Luo Yang also just listened to the man's chatter with a smile on his face.

"Well, I see."

Looking at the people gathered in the hall, Luo Yang thought that he really didn't need to say anything at this time.

To put it hypocritically, Luo Yang really doesn't know what to say now, he just feels that in the cold winter day, his whole body is full of warmth from the inside out.

23rd birthday... Luo Yang looked at the familiar faces in front of him, and looked at the vivid scene in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the 23rd birthday he had passed.

Although countless people left messages for him on that day, and there were so many beings happily celebrating his annual birthday, but those were all far away as if they were in the sky, and there were layers of thick fog in between. To half a shadow.

Luo Yang still remembers the scene when there was only the sound of incoming letters in the empty room.

A more Wenqing description would be - at the age of 23, he seemed to be trapped on an isolated island.

But now... Luo Yang's smile continued, and his eyes shone with light.