Tonight, she and shiche said divorce, everything, will be over? Three years of wrong marriage. Everything will be corrected and will return to the origin.

All this is what she expected and insisted on.

However, when it was time to draw a full stop, her heart was still like a piece of it, which made her bend down.

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after 5:00 p.m., all the social activities have been pushed off. When he closed the last document, he stood up, took the suit coat hanging on the side, adjusted his coat, pulled his hair, took a photo by the floor to floor window, and then picked up the jewelry box on the table, put it in his trouser pocket, and then took the key to the car to walk Leave the office.

Shiche didn't let Lao Zhu send him off, but he drove his own car and went to Yinhai restaurant.

When passing the commercial street, the red light was on, and shiche stepped on the brake to stop. The red light on this road was a little long. He supported his jaw with one hand and thought about how he would express his feelings to Ling chuxia tonight. His eyes inadvertently swept to a flower shop on the street.

He fixed his eyes on the florist for a long time. His eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed to think of something in his mind. When the green light was on, he started the engine, but the steering wheel turned, and the car drove towards the florist.

The car stopped at the door of the flower shop. When he pushed the door, he got off and walked into the flower shop.

The florist was in a state of boredom. Suddenly, the wind chimed at the door. She looked up subconsciously and saw a tall figure walking in against the light.

The man is beautiful and elegant, with profound facial features, especially those black eyes, which are deep and warm. When he opens the door and walks in, it is like bathing in the spring breeze, which blows into her heart in an instant, which makes her stare at shiche, and other complete reactions can not come.

Or when Che came forward, black eyes looked at her, thin lips light open, voice as she imagined, deep in a little magnetic, extremely pleasant, "hello."

The florist suddenly regained his consciousness. He could not help but appear two blushes on his cheek, and even his voice was not consciously gentle. "Hello, sir. What can I do for you?"

When Che black eyes slightly lift, the line of sight swept around all kinds of blooming delicate flowers, that beautiful face, there was a trace of similar shy expression, he slowly opened his mouth, "excuse me, what flowers, suitable for confession?"

The florist almost thought he was dazzled. He was so handsome and shy.

Oh, my God, shy men. In modern society, they are almost extinct, OK? The shopkeeper can't help but stare at shiche without blinking his eyes, and his heart feels like melting. "To confess, of course, it's red rose, which represents hot love."

The shopkeeper said, leading shiche to look at that large piece of red roses. However, shiche's sight fell on the side of the champagne rose. He pointed his chin towards that point, and his voice was simple and elegant, "what's the flower language of this flower?"

The shopkeeper looked at the past along his line of sight and replied, "the champagne rose represents my whole life and I only love you."

In my whole life, I only love you

At the bottom of his eyes, there was a glimmer of light, and his lips were hooked. Then, he pointed to the champagne rose and opened his mouth: "I want the champagne rose. Wrap it for me."

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