It was not until he saw her go into the florist and get busy again that the strained nerve in Yin Shaolong's heart was completely relaxed.

Even he himself is not clear, originally also wanted to start a teacher to investigate the crime, the result how to do with a guilty conscience like!

After Xiang Tianqing left, he had been sitting in the car watching her lose consciousness, until more than half an hour later, he remembered the purpose of his coming.

Take out the mobile phone to ponder for a while, the finger then quickly moved up: "come home to eat at night."

After thinking about it, I felt that the tone was a little heavy, for fear that she thought he was threatening him, and frowned to delete a few words.

Did the finger stop and eat again at night

After looking at the last question mark, Yin Shaolong frowned again, and asked if she would not come back.

Once again, he deleted the message, thought for a while, and then he edited it again: "I've prepared dinner."

Just about to send it, I turned around and looked at the big sun outside. I was impatient and deleted the message again

Just around two o'clock, he said that he had prepared dinner. Maybe she would think that he had something wrong with his brain when she saw it?

He wanted to go directly to the florist to find her, but he was afraid of forcing her too hard, so that he hesitated at the moment.

After thinking for a long time, Yin Shaolong withdrew from the SMS page and simply dialed her number.

At the moment, Xiang Tianqing pruned the flowers of a bunch of roses. He heard the mobile phone ring, wiped his hands, picked up the mobile phone, stood in front of the window and looked at the number on it, hesitated.

It's Yin Shaolong. How could he call at this time?

Xiang Tianqing could not help but feel a little frightened at the thought of that day's events, and still did not dare to face him up to now.

Just as she hesitated, her cell phone rang again.

Xiang Tianqing looked down and didn't answer it. Instead, he put his mobile phone into his pocket and planned to find an excuse to explain it. At least, he avoided this day.

But Xiang Tianqing did not know that her every move had already fallen into a pair of eyes outside the florist.

Yin Shaolong withdrew his eyes and looked a little ugly. This time, he sent a message to her directly. He had no mind to consider the issue of tone.

Xiang Tianqing looks at a few words on the mobile phone and drags his chin.

"Come back for dinner in the evening."

Simple words, but more than the previous two phone calls also let her upset.

Although a few simple words seem to be unable to see anything, but she is inexplicably able to feel his tone is not good.

Back?

Or not?

One afternoon, Xiang Tianqing was thinking about it all the time, so that her fingers were punctured by the thorns on the rose pole.

Until eight o'clock in the evening, Yin Shaolong looked at some cold food on the table. His face was gloomy. He took out his mobile phone and looked at her number several times, but he could not wait for any news.

Too quiet mobile phone let him can't help but doubt whether there is a problem, just let his text messages sink into the sea.

Some of them sat on the sofa, poured themselves a glass of red wine, turned on the TV, and played a boring and lengthy family drama. This sitting lasted for nearly two hours, until the TV series began to play the final song, and finally heard the sound of the key opening the door.

After Xiang Tianqing opened the door, he saw that he was not sleeping. He quietly lowered his eyes and did not take the initiative to say hello. Instead, he sent the sleeping airline back to his room. He changed his clothes and turned out.