Chapter 612

"Go ahead," sister Han said.

Zhang Zhenhao trembled all over. Under the surprised gaze of Wang Wei and Jiang Chenxing, he walked up to them and shouted, "I'm sorry! I'm wrong! I don't dare in the future."

Jiang Han: "I heard you want to be the bearer of No. 1 middle school?"

"No, no, no, I don't deserve it!"

"Who deserves it?"

"Of course it's you!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Han's tone changed.

Zhang Zhenhao reacted and immediately changed his words: "sister Yue is the best match!"

"That's about the same. Be eye-catching and don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."

"Yes..."

"Also," Jiang Han glanced up and down at him with a slightly slower tone: "read more and make less trouble, so as to make fewer mistakes and make life easier in the future."

Zhang Zhenhao: "," does he want a freestyle response, too?

"Do you hear me!"

"Yes, yes." he nodded immediately.

"And you -" Jiang Han swept his two brothers.

They tightened their scalp in an instant: "I hear you!"

"Sister Yue?" Jiang Han asked, looking at Jiang Fuyue.

Seeing the latter nodded gently, she cleared her throat and waved her hand: "don't you hurry home?"

If the three were granted amnesty, they pissed off.

Jiang Chenxing: "sister, shall we go home?"

"OK."

Just out of the school gate, Jiang Fuyue suddenly saw two red roses in front of her.

She looked up and smiled at her little sister: "classmate, you're lucky. The last two are for you!"

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicable.

Jiang Xiaodi said "ah" directly, "why do you send roses to my sister?"

"It's not just your sister. We have shipped 320 roses in total. 318 roses have been sent out in front, leaving the last two."

Jiang Fuyue picks her eyebrows and sends roses free of charge at the school gate?

Moreover, looking at the stems and flowers, it is clear that they are the best varieties. If they are placed in the store, the unit price of each can be sold from dozens to hundreds.

Just give it away?

More than 300?

Are you kidding?

Jiang Xiaodi obviously had the same question and directly asked, "don't you want money?"

"Of course, it's all free."

"Why give it to everyone for free?"

"Well... In fact, I don't know. The landlady asked us to bring it to you, and then we came."

"Well... But I'm curious. These flowers can sell for money."

The salesgirl spread her hands and shrugged to show that she was also confused.

Jiang Xiaodi thought, "can you give me one?"

"No, the landlady said, only girls. But you can ask your sister to take these two roses and give you one."

"OK, I'll take it." Jiang Fuyue suddenly opened her mouth.

The clerk was surprised: "here you are! We can get off work ~"

Jiang Fuyue took it in her hand and looked down. She saw that the rose petals were very fresh and stained with dew. The color was the most positive rose red. It was full of charming temptation, just like a red mole in the heart of a lover.

The stem was covered with small thorns, and the store considerately wrapped it with a layer of silver wrapping paper.

Suddenly, her eyes fell somewhere in the wrapping paper.

Then reach out and take out a... Small note?

Jiang Fuyue asks Jiang Xiaodi to help hold the flowers, and then unfolds the note——

Give you roses and wish to leave fragrance.

Eight words, written with a pen, with a strong edge and power through the back of the paper.

Jiang Fuyue subconsciously emerged a person's name——

Xie, Ding, yuan!

"Excuse me, where is your florist?"

The clerk who had packed up and was ready to leave was suddenly called, "five hundred meters ahead, the third store on the right is Xinyue flower house."

"OK, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Fuyue takes Jiang Chenxing to the florist.

On the way, "sister, are we going to the florist?"

"Yes."

"What are you going to do?"

"Ask something and buy flowers by the way."

……

The shop door was pushed open. The landlady turned around with a bunch of lilies that had not been finished, smiled and said, "welcome, what flowers do you want to buy?"

Jiang Fuyue put two roses on the counter: "who sent them?"

The landlady was slightly surprised and immediately smiled: "I sent it. What's the matter?"

Jiang Fuyue shook her head. "It's not you. I asked the man who bought these roses."

"Haven't you guessed? Why ask me?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrow: "did you know I would come?"

The landlady shook her head: "I don't know, but the person who sent the flowers knows."

"What else did he say?"

"He said that when more than 300 roses were sent out, only one person would come and ask. If she came, his flowers would not be sent in vain."

Jiang Fuyue was slightly stunned and immediately chuckled: "it's a bother..."

Jiang Xiaodi was confused, and his big eyes were full of great doubts.

Why did my sister freeze for a moment and then laugh again?

Why bother?

Who cares?

Finally, Jiang Fuyue not only took the two roses, but also bought lilies, table tennis chrysanthemums and stars, ready to take them home and put them in bottles.

When checking out, he was told: "the man said that you don't like to go in vain and return empty handed. Most of you will buy other flowers, so you paid in advance and let you choose freely."

Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but tut again.

Finally, I didn't refuse. I took the flowers and turned away.

Then, Jiang Xiaodi was confused again: "sister, don't we have to pay for flowers?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because it was sent by a fool."

Until he entered the house and changed his slippers, Jiang Xiaodi was still thinking about who the "fool" was.

Intuition told him that it should be a boy.

But my sister clearly doesn't like them. Why did she accept the flowers?

I wonder if I can scratch my head online, but I still can't think of it after scratching. It's much more difficult than the Mathematical Olympiad!

……

At night, Han Yunru and Jiang Da went home to see the perfume lily inserted in the living room vase.

"Who bought it?"

Jiangda shook his head: "it's not me."

"I know it's not you!" Han Yunru glared at him angrily. "If you plant such beautiful flowers one day, the sun can come out in the West."

Jiangda is not angry either. Han Han laughs.

Jiang Xiaodi: "it was bought by my sister. We went to the florist together."

As Han Yunru guessed, she asked Jiang Chenxing about his study, and then urged him to wash and go to bed early.

"Then I'll go upstairs."

"Go."

After her son went up, Han Yunru looked at the lilies again and suddenly frowned.

Then he swept around again: "Hey, husband, do you think... This vase has become bigger?"

Jiangda looked at it and said, "it's one size bigger than the one before. It should have been changed by month."

"I said, although the patterns are the same, I just feel different... In this way, it's more suitable to put it in the living room."

"Hey, hey... My daughter-in-law's aesthetic is not general."

Han Yunru said angrily, "come on, but where's the small vase? Let's take it to the bedroom?"

Second floor, Jiang Fuyue room.

The small vase Han Yunru is looking for is now on the windowsill, with two roses wrapped around her neck, like a pair of close lovers.

Under the moonlight, the petals are more and more beautiful, and the red is cold and blurred.

Jiang Fuyue turned over the last Olympiad math test paper and finished writing the last question. She suddenly raised her eyes. The vase and rose were so overwhelmed to prevent them from breaking into her eyes.

She put away her papers, got up and went to the window.

The rose was close at hand. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and touched the petals. It was soft and moist, reminiscent of the soft spring rain in March.

At this time, a wechat prompt tone came out of the mobile phone.

At this time, only Liu Jinzhong usually sends messages, mostly for business.

Jiang Fuyue takes back her hand, turns around, picks up the phone, unlocks it, and clicks wechat.

He saw a red circle 1 in the upper right corner of Xie Dingyuan's head.

Then there were two Ding Dong.

Circle 1 becomes circle 3.

[I went to the auditorium of No. 1 middle school today. It was wonderful]

[if it's convenient, the roses will bloom longer after they are taken back, filled with water in a bottle and inserted]

Good night

Three words, he said simply, no more below.

He didn't expect a reply from the beginning, so he left after talking.

Jiang Fuyue guessed that he must have put down his cell phone and done something else.

"Tut..." the girl stopped when she wanted to type.

Then he shrugged his shoulders, turned off the screen, threw it on the bed, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash.

While taking a bath, Jiang Fuyue remembered the eight words left by the man on the note——

Give you roses and wish to leave fragrance.

What he wants to keep is not the fragrance, but himself?

A little bit to deepen his impression in her mind, and then a little bit to become important.

This man is really

Jiang Fuyue shook her head and sighed, but her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and the corners of her mouth smiled faintly.