Chapter 45： face to face kiss scene (1/2)
[There is a 2000-word rewrite at the end of the last chapter. If there is a little cutie who has not read it yet, you can see it by refreshing the chapter~ Otherwise, the plot at the beginning of this chapter will not be connected.]
There was still dew on the white petals, Qin Zhou looked at the rose in front of him without moving.
He Yang: ”I have seen the interview and you said you like white roses.”
”Thank you, Mr. He.” Qin Zhou smiled, ”But I can't accept roses.”
He Yang still maintained the posture of handing flowers, frowned slightly, and shouted: ”Yanyan.”
”Mr. He, I'm Qin Zhou.” Qin Zhou's tone was polite and distant.
”Yanyan.” He Yang stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the teary mole on the young man's face, ”If you don't change your name, you can pretend you don't know him.”
After Qin Zhou saw the man's action, he took a step back and said patiently, ”Mr. He, you really got the wrong person.”
”Mr. He, thank you for your kindness, I should go back.” After speaking, Qin Zhou turned around and entered the hotel, ignoring the man behind him.
After returning to the room, Qin Zhou came to the window and opened the curtains.
When Qin Zhou looked out the window inadvertently, he saw that the car was still parked outside the hotel and did not leave, but there was no sign of He Yang nearby, so he should have left.
Qin Zhou retracted his gaze, sat on the reclining chair with the script in hand, and watched slowly.
After a while, the assistant came back after buying dinner.
”Brother Zhou!” The little assistant was very excited, holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms, ”The roses from the front desk just now! Said to be from fans!”
”But the front desk didn't say who sent it.” The little assistant was a little puzzled, stretched out his hand to arrange the bouquet, and muttered, ”It shouldn't be Jiang Lin...”
After all, when Jiang Lin used to send flowers, he would ask her in advance.
The assistant held the rose and looked around, but came over and put the rose on the small table next to Qin Zhou.
Qin Zhou lay down halfway and looked at the rose beside him.
During the interview, he did say that he likes white roses. Later, when Jiang Lin came to visit the class, he also gave him a lot of white roses.
Qin Zhou raised his hand slightly and touched the rose leaf, feeling the soft touch on his fingertips.
Actually he doesn't like white roses.
It is another person who likes white roses.
Qin Zhou looked at the rose petals and was a little lost for a while.
After a long time, Qin Zhou took out his mobile phone, went to Weibo, skillfully searched for a certain Weibo ID, and clicked on the homepage.
【Watch Boxer again! I really like Pei Yuan! ! I'm going to buy him white roses! 】
【Today there are white roses outside the flower shop! When I make money in the future, I will buy a lot of roses! 】
【Grandma recognized me today! ! He even bought me seeds! ! Start growing roses today! ! 】
Most of the microblogs are recorded daily life. Even if there is no interaction with the blogger, the blogger is very happy to entertain himself every day.
It's just that this Weibo stopped forever three years ago and has never been updated.
Qin Zhou put down the phone, looked at the rose next to him, and said, ”This flower is thrown away.”
”Ah?” The little assistant was taken aback.
”threw.”
”Oh...” The little assistant had to come over and pick up the bunch of flowers, and suddenly noticed that there was a greeting card inside, so he took it out and reminded: ”Brother Zhou, there is a greeting card.”
Qin Zhou took it and saw four words written on the card—
【peaceful always】
Qin Zhou put the card back into the bouquet and said lightly, ”Throw it all away.”
Qin Zhou: ”Don't accept things from strangers in the future.”
”Okay.” The little assistant nodded and went out first holding the flower.
The roses were too big to fit in an ordinary trash can. The assistant ran outside the hotel, found a larger trash can, and put the roses in it.
Putting fresh white roses and garbage together, the little assistant looked at the petals and felt a little regretful.
The assistant turned around and was about to go back to the hotel when he noticed a black car parked not far away.
The assistant didn't know much about cars, but seeing that the license plate number was a special serial number, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
In the car, He Yang looked at the roses in the trash can and lowered his eyes.
The driver was in the front row and felt the depressed atmosphere in the car, so he didn't dare to make a sound.
The car stopped outside for a long time, He Yang touched the ring on his left hand and said, ”Go back.”
The driver started the car, thinking he was going back to the hotel where he was staying, and then he heard a man's voice—
”Return to Nancheng.”
After returning to Nancheng, He Yang went to Yuan's company to find Yuan Lie.
In the office, He Yang sat on the massage chair, tapping his fingertips on the table casually, without speaking.
On the opposite side of He Yang, Yuan Lie in a suit sat upright and said to the man, ”Young Master He, you came to me specially, probably not to sit face to face with me in a daze, right?”
He Yang ignored it.
”Being the CEO is very busy, and every minute is precious.” Yuan Lie smiled, ”Young Master He, you should be able to understand my troubles, time is precious.”
He Yang looked down at the ring in his hand, a little lost, as if he was remembering something.
Yuan Lie also noticed He Yang's gaze and said, ”But if you need psychological counseling, I don't mind taking over private work during working hours.”
After speaking, Yuan Lie got up and went to the lounge next to him.
When Yuan Lie came out of the lounge again, he had already put on a white coat.
Yuan Lie sat back on the chair again, as before, and asked, ”Young Master He, do you need to chat?”
He Yang noticed a touch of white in his field of vision, and then looked up at Yuan Lie.
”I went to find him.” He Yang finally said.
”And then?” With a gentle smile on his face, Dr. Yuan encouraged the other party to continue.
”I gave him roses.” He Yang frowned, ”He threw it away.”
”Young Master He, I have told you before that Qin Zhou and Xu Chengyan are different people.”
”He's Xu Chengyan.” He Yang's voice was very soft, ”Just changed his name.”