Chapter 2600

Yin Shaolong walked into the florist quietly, so light that the wind chimes in front of the door hardly made any sound.

But Alai, who is watering, still can't help but stop his action, and his eyes fall on the shadow on the ground.

Yin Shaolong seems to have no intention to hide, Wen Sheng said: "I brought you breakfast."

Alai put down the kettle in his hand, and his eyes fell on the thermos bucket in his hand. Then he looked up at him and said, "Yin Shaolong, I don't want to see you now."

Yin Shaolong was silent for a while, and then said again, "I'll come to pick you up later."

"No, I can go back by myself."

Alai quietly refused. Yin Shaolong just squeezed out a smile. Then he put the heat preservation bucket on the side of the cabinet and turned away.

Alai looked at his back and lowered his eyes.

Because once too much love, so it is more difficult to let go.

That night, Yin Shaolong came again.

But this time, Alai is not as good as usual. After closing the shop door, he just glanced at the car in front of him and left from the side.

Yin Shaolong stood in front of the car, looking at her indifferent face.

After all, I couldn't help but grab her wrist.

Alai stopped, looked back at him, silent.

Yin Shaolong was silent for a long time, as if thousands of words were blocked in his throat, and he could not say a word.

"I'll see you off."

In the end, he just spit out a few words, pale and powerless.

Alai took his hand and said in a warm voice, "no, I can go back by bus."

After a few steps, she looked back at Yin Shaolong and said again, "don't follow me. You know, I don't like it."

In a word, he denied all his efforts.

Yin Shaolong stood in his place and laughed at himself.

He didn't want to be a stalker, he just didn't know What else could he do except for the little details that she didn't need?

For more than half a month, Yin Shaolong appeared downstairs on time every morning and night, repeating the same words every day, preparing breakfast for her and getting ready to send her to work.

She didn't even need it once.

It was not until early in the morning, more than a week later, that Alai opened the door and ran into the aunt next door.

The aunt looked at Alai and stopped talking. At last, it seemed that she could not help but said, "it's sunny. Is it hard to make trouble with your husband?"

"Aunt Wang told you, the couple live a life without quarreling, but I think your husband knows that he is wrong. He has been waiting for you downstairs these days. You should give him a chance. Otherwise, such a young and handsome young man will be cold hearted after a long time. You will have to go with others and you will have no place to cry at that time."

Next door aunt solemnly and Alai scolded, Alai chuckled, but did not know how to respond.

If she and Yin Shaolong were really just a quarrel, it would be so simple, but they were not.

Walking to the stairway, you can see the figure standing in front of the car.

I don't know how long he has been waiting here. He seems to be afraid of not seeing her. He always stands outside the car.

It was cold in late autumn, and his clothes were still not many. She wanted to remind her several times, but she often gave up.