The TV channel is constantly changing, and the flashing lights are flashing on the two people. Looking at the entertainment program in front of them, Yin Shao Longwen said in a voice: "what do you want to see?"

Xiang Tianqing held the milk in his hand and looked at him: "anything is OK."

The two fell into a silence again, until half a cup of milk was finished. Xiang Tianqing put down the glass and looked at Yin Shaolong and said, "I'll go to have a rest first. You are also earlier."

Without waiting for his reply, she turned away.

Yin Shaolong subconsciously grabs her wrist. Xiang Tianqing almost instinctively wants to get rid of her, but somehow he doesn't struggle. Instead, he quietly looks at her big hand.

Slowly raised his head to face his beautiful face, vaguely seemed to be looking forward to what he could explain.

Yin Shaolong also looked at her for a long time, but finally just took back his hand and said in a warm voice, "good dream."

Xiang Tianqing's heart gave birth to a touch of loss, but still squeezed out a smile: "good night."

For several days, the two were always in this strange state.

No matter how hard Yin Shaolong tried, Xiang Tianqing didn't seem to appreciate it. He was not warm and cold all the time, leaving him helpless.

After a busy morning, Yin Shaolong threw down the documents in his hand and called her.

The phone rang for a while, and Xiang Tianqing put down her bouquet and stood in front of the window: "hello?"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes."

"Let's have dinner."

Xiang Tianqing was silent for a while, and then said again, "it may not be convenient tonight. Someone has ordered 20 flower baskets for tomorrow."

"Then I'll wait for you to finish."

It seems to have thought that she would refuse, and Yin Shaolong spoke straightforwardly again, and then hung up the phone.

Xiang Tianqing looked at the mobile phone in his hand. He left it absent-minded on the table. He let out his breath gently. He turned his head and began to work hard to make himself think nothing.

Maybe love is not suitable for her. It's no harm to wake up early.

Until six o'clock in the evening, she put twenty flower baskets in order under the wall root of a wall. She stood up and beat her sore shoulder. Then she heard the wind chime in front of the door.

He thought it was Yin Shaolong, but when he turned his head, he found that he was Fang bin, holding a bunch of roses in his hand.

"Mr. Fang."

Man some unnatural smile, will flower to Xiang Tianqing way: "to you."

Looking at the delicate red roses in front of her, she somehow remembered the room full of pink roses sent by Yin Shaolong, beautiful enough to be engraved in her mind forever.

Rose has been held in front of her, Xiang Tianqing has not received, just warm voice: "I have enough flowers here, no more really can not put down."

Knowing that she was refusing herself, Fang bin put the bouquet on the long table beside her and said again, "I only knew that my mother came to see you. If she said anything unpleasant, I would like to apologize for her and hope you don't take it into consideration."

Xiang Tianqing shook his head and said, "nothing. Your mother has been very polite. You don't have to apologize."

See this, Fang bin also did not continue to entangle this topic: "you have not returned my message, it seems that also did not answer my phone."

It seems that he did not expect to be so straightforward, Xiang Tianqing did not know how to answer.

Fang bin seemed unwilling, and said again, "is it sunny? Why? What's wrong with me? Or are you dissatisfied with me? "