Dreams of Jianghu and Junyan

Chapter 2 A Flower Shop Called Xunmi

This is a flower shop named Xunmi located in Qianqiu City. The owner is a young girl named Shen Xinyue, also known as Qianyue in the game.

She belongs to the beautiful and exquisite type, with simple and light makeup, pure and clean, long black and natural straight hair casually draped over her shoulders, her eyes are clear and bright, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her fair and flawless skin is slightly pink , thin lips are as delicate as the flowers in the store.

The flower shop is along the street, with two floors, the first floor is a store, and the second floor is Xinyue's home.The store is small in size and the decoration is minimalist and original. In one corner of the store, there are fresh flowers delivered that day: peonies, roses, sunflowers, water lilies... all kinds of cut flowers and potted plants are matched with handmade flower arrangements, simple yet warm .

The streets at night looked empty and deserted, the street lights were a bit dim, looking up, the crescent moon in the sky was clear and bright.Xinyue was about to move in a few pots of green plants at the door, when a hurried voice suddenly came from behind, "Sorry, can I buy a bunch of flowers?"

Xinyue turned her head and saw that the man who spoke was getting off a black luxury car. Although Xinyue didn't know much about cars, she still recognized the luxurious and noble Maybach with the two crossed M logos.

Xiao Jintang was wearing a dark high-necked pinstriped slim-fit shirt and a neat black suit jacket.This attire looks a bit mature at first glance, but upon closer inspection he is actually very young and handsome.

"Sorry, can I buy a bouquet of flowers?" Jintang pushed his glasses, walked closer and repeated, "All the shops nearby are closed, so I'm in a hurry to use them." , with an apologetic smile on his face, a little anxious, but polite.

"Okay." Xinyue smiled, and opened the half-closed glass door again, "What flowers do you need?"

Except for holidays, her flower shop usually closes at [-] or [-] o'clock like the nearby shops. Today, because of the wedding in the game, she was out of her mind all day, so she remembered to close at this time.

Jintang adjusted her suit and hurried into the flower shop.Eyes full of flowers, various colors, various aromas, mixed together, rushing into the nasal cavity, the aroma seems to have a color, making people dazzled.

He didn't know how to choose flowers, so he could only ask, "Men who visit patients in the hospital."

"What do you think of sunflowers, together with eustoma and some baby's breath, it's very good." Xinyue knows very well about flower materials, and she is very clear about which flowers to use in any situation.

Jintang saw the sunflower in the flower bucket on the shelf on the right, with a round smiling face, tall stems and leaves, warm and clear, and asked lightly, "What is the meaning of this flower?"

"Sunshine, health, vitality." Xinyue paused, and then continued: "There is another meaning, the deep feelings that have not been expressed."

Jintang was obviously taken aback, then smiled slightly and said, "Okay, that's it."

The golden cardboard wraps the sunflowers arranged like little suns, and the small flowers tied with silver ribbons are very beautiful.Xinyue skillfully packed the bouquet quickly, and handed him the packaged flowers and the card with both hands: "This is the attached card of the bouquet. The card is marked with the name of the florist, the color of the flower, the language of the flower, the number of days it can survive and how to maintain it. .”

"Very beautiful, thank you." Jintang was very satisfied.

"Thank you for your patronage."

Jintang paid the money and hurried out of the flower shop.

"Please go slowly, welcome to come again next time."

In the hospital ward, Xiao Hongjian, with gray temples, stood beside the bed with his hands behind his back, and said word by word, "Jintang stayed in your ward for a while, what did you talk about?"

Ji Chenfeng looked at the chair not far away, and said with some reluctance: "He...sitting there...playing with his mobile phone...not talking."

"You two... Oh, forget it, your mother agreed with what I told you just now, so it's settled. The company will come to me after your wound is healed." The tone was firm and unquestionable, and he turned around after speaking. leave.

Chen Feng on the hospital bed frowned, endured the pain, turned his head and saw the sunflowers on the table, the warm color made him feel a little better.

He squinted his eyes and found that there was a card sandwiched between the sunflowers, with the words "Looking for" vaguely written on the exposed corner.He stretched out his hand, wanting to take it, but the movement was too big, and the pain of the wound tearing made him gasp.

"Hiss!" He frowned, covered the wound with his left hand, endured the severe pain in his abdomen, and still tried his best to reach the card with his right hand.

"Xiaofeng, what are you doing!" Chenfeng's mother walked into the ward after filling the boiling water. Seeing this scene, she hurried to Chenfeng's side, with red and swollen eyes, it was obvious that she had just cried, "What do you want, ask mom to help you!" You take it. With such a big movement, what can you do if you tear the wound that was just stitched up!"

Chen Feng made a weak voice: "Flower... Ka... Pieces."

"You just woke up, what card are you looking at?" Although she said so, she still helped him take the card off the bouquet.

Chen Feng took the card, his bloodless lips curved slightly.

Sure enough, it was her.

"This flower was sent by Jintang. You don't have much contact with each other. It's rare that you are injured and he can bring flowers to see you." Chenfeng's mother moved the sunflower on the table to the side close to Chenfeng, and poured a glass of boiling water , put the kettle away.

"Yeah." Chen Feng didn't look up, his eyes were fixed on the card in his hand thoughtfully, and the card read:

Sunflower

Flower language: Sunshine, health, vitality, unspoken deep feelings.

……

Florist: Shen Xinyue

Xinyue, Xinyue, Chen Feng recited silently several times in his heart, this name was like a magic spell, which made him feel that the wound did not hurt so much.He carefully placed the card under the pillow, closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

As soon as Xiao Jintang and Xiao Hongjian arrived home, Wei Lingfeng walked over. She was Jintang's mother.

Wei Lingfeng's age should be 50 to [-] years old, but he doesn't look old.With fair skin and delicate makeup, without a trace of wrinkles, it seems that she is very good at taking care of herself.The plump and well-proportioned figure has a unique charm.

Xiao Hongjian frowned, as if he hadn't seen this person, he went straight up to the second floor.

Wei Lingfeng didn't care. She tugged on Jintang's sleeve, pulled him aside, and asked coldly, "Where did you and your father go? You came back so late."

While slipping off his shoes, Jintang replied casually: "Ji Chenfeng is injured, Dad went to the hospital to see him."

Wei Lingfeng folded his arms around his chest, poised his face, curled his lips: "That kid is injured, why are you going to join in the fun. Don't have any contact with their family."

"Dad didn't drive, I just went to pick him up. I don't have time to care about their lives." Jintang looked helpless.

"That's good. Go ask your dad to come down for supper."

"Understood." The moment Jintang turned around, her eyes were full of loneliness.

　The name of the heroine:
　　Xinyue: I forget that my mind is happy, and I come across the water and through the clouds to greet each other. (From "Quatrains" by Tang Luyan)

　　Light moon: Sparse shadows slant horizontally, dark fragrance floats, and the moonlight stream is shallow. (From Song Chao Duanli of Song of the Water Dragon: The Road to the Village in Front of the Deep Snow at Night)
　　Yuecheng: Sincerely worship the first moon every few nights, and every autumn the Galaxy will air-to-air. (From "Send Home" by Tang Bao Rong)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)