Chapter 115 Supply of roses for cosplay Song Shiwei took the phone, but did not reinsert the SIM card and left the phone turned off. She just looked at the river quietly, not knowing whether she was deliberately going home a little later or whether she was really attracted by the night view which was too alluring. If she doesn't go home, it would be inappropriate for Chen Zhe to leave first. Although the two of them were just classmates, leaving immediately seemed a bit too deliberate. The evening breeze gradually became stronger, and the sound of waves hitting the beach could be heard even on the shore. Song Shiwei's long hair was blown into a mess, and her clothes fluttered. Chen Zhuo found that the school beauty Song's outfit today was a little strange. It didn't look like the clothes she usually wore to school. It was as if she had just put them on when she went downstairs for a walk. Although the black short-sleeved shirt is not translucent, it is very thin and light. When blown by the wind, it sticks tightly to Song Shiwei's body, revealing her slender waist and her chest. "gone back." Song Shiwei suddenly said, pulling his clothes down. Chen Zhuo blushed suddenly. When School Beauty Song said that, it seemed as if he had done that on purpose. In fact, he had just glanced at it inadvertently.
Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei arrived at the gate of the community one after another, and he also wanted to take a taxi here. "Good night." Song Shiwei probably wasn't angry either, and she even said good night to Chen Zhe, but her tone was still as cold as ever. "Good night." Chen Zhuo also said something, but he always felt like he had forgotten something. When Song Shiwei was about to enter the community, Chen Zhe suddenly remembered and shouted from behind: "Wait a moment." Song Shiwei turned around and watched Chen Zhuo take out an osmanthus flower that was accidentally crushed while riding in the car from his pocket. "If you can't sleep at night, try putting it next to your bed." Chen said with a smile. Song Shiwei was a little surprised. She stretched out her white palm and watched Chen Zhuo drop a small yellow flower into her palm. At this time, Chen Zhuo finally waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Bye." Song Shiwei moved her mouth, not knowing what to say. It was not the first time she received flowers, but it was the first time she accepted them. Strictly speaking, they are not actually flowers. At most, they are withered, fallen and flattened plants. "So, he thinks this is what giving flowers to girls is like?" There was a faint smile in Song Shiwei's eyes, not very obvious, just like the moon hidden in the light clouds. After returning home, the nanny who opened the door kept winking at him, as if reminding Professor Lu that he was in a bad mood. Sure enough, Lu Man heard the noise and came over from the living room with a "dong dong dong" sound, her face full of anxiety and worry. However, when he saw his daughter coming back, he was relieved, but then he became angry. "Where were you walking? I looked around the neighborhood and didn't see you!"
"Also, why is your phone turned off?" "Didn't I tell you to be home before 10:20? Look at what time it is now?" …… Lu Man asked with a deep frown. If she were questioned like this under normal circumstances, Song Shiwei would just go back to her bedroom without saying a word, but her body would "absorb" her mother's words like a sponge, and it would take a long time to digest. But tonight, Song Shiwei seemed to have suddenly mastered a new skill. What he listened with one ear could come out with the other ear. Moreover, looking at her furious mother, she was able to calmly say: "I went to the riverside for a walk, and there were patrolling police everywhere. Don't worry." After explaining, Song Shiwei walked towards his bedroom. Lu Man's expression suddenly froze. She was a mother, and she was the first to notice that her daughter's reaction was different from usual. I can’t really say what’s weird about it, but I just feel like something has changed. "What's that in your hand?" Lu Man suddenly discovered that her daughter's right hand was clenched with something. Song Shiwei turned her head away, feeling disappointed again. Does her mother really want to control everything? Song Shiwei spread out his palm, Lu Man glanced at it and said nothing more. It turned out to be an insignificant sweet-scented osmanthus flower, which was everywhere in the community. Song Shiwei returned to the bedroom and prepared to change into the suspender nightgown she wore at home. However, when she was taking off her clothes, she suddenly remembered that Chen Zhuogang had been staring at her waist, and her cheeks suddenly felt hot for no reason. Zhizhong does have physiology classes. When I was in the third year of high school, I often saw this kind of look in the eyes of adolescent boys. It’s just because of my personality that I just keep my annoyance to myself. Another pretty girl in the school, she had her disgust clearly written on her face. Song Shiwei was surprised that she didn't seem to be that disgusted by Chen's look. "Is it because of you?" Song Shiwei gently placed the small flower on the desk, thinking that maybe it was for the purpose of sending flowers. …… Song Shiwei thought this was a ritual of boys giving flowers to girls, but Chen Zhuo didn't think so. First, because there was nothing innocent between him and Song Shiwei; Second, this was just an unintentional act, even the flowers were picked up casually. But on the way back in the taxi, Chen Zhuo suddenly felt inexplicably guilty towards Yu Xian. It's like I've done something wrong to her. Even though I didn't actually do anything and didn't think about anything.
"Can not be done." Chen Zhuo thought to himself, the first bouquet of flowers in my life must be given to Yu Xian. I even felt a sense of urgency in my heart that I had to send it tomorrow to wash away the guilt brought about by my sense of morality. There is another mentality, which is how can Yu Baibai fall behind? She is so good, she must not suffer any loss! So Chen opened his phone and found Yu Xian’s chat box on QQ. Calm: Are you still awake? Yu Baibai: No, I saw Xiaoyu and Wang Changhua arguing in the group. They were really funny. Why did you suddenly disappear just now? Calm: I just went for a walk and suddenly remembered something. Yu Baibai: What? Calm: I don’t think I’ve ever given you a bouquet of flowers. I want to bring some to you when we meet tomorrow. Yu Baibai: No need, flowers are so expensive now. I have received Director Chen's kindness. If you really want to give it to me, we can just pick some from under the tree tomorrow and pack them up. When Chen Zhu saw the word "picking flowers", he suddenly couldn't control his body and shook. The taxi driver in the front row turned his head and grinned, "Are you shivering because the air conditioner is too cold? You look a little weak, young man." Chen laughed awkwardly twice, feeling even more guilty. After returning home, his mother Mao Xiaoqin was making a phone call in the bedroom, and Chen Peisong was watching international news on CCTV4 on the sofa. "dad." Chen Zhao came over and said, "Do you have any money? Can you give me some?" "What do you want the money for?" The family's financial power was controlled by Empress Dowager Mao, and the amount of change in Old Chen's hands was very limited. "I want to buy a bouquet of roses for Yu Xian." Chen said frankly. "That little girl from Sichuan and Yu?" Old Chen glanced at his son. Chen nodded. Chen Peisong stood up silently, walked to the bedroom door and coughed, then said to himself, "Will my watching TV disturb your phone calls? Close the door." After closing the door, Lao Chen came to the flower stand next to the TV cabinet, moved it open, took out three red old man heads, and blew the dirt off them with some pride. "Private money?" Chen was very surprised. He thought about his past and future lives and realized that his biological father also had this habit. "To review the hard work fee given by others."
Chen Peisong counted them and originally wanted to give two to his son, but later he simply gave them all to Chen. “Is a bouquet of flowers so expensive?” Chen Zhuo really didn't know what the prices were like in 2007. "I am not sure as well." Lao Chen patted his round belly and said with relief and encouragement: "But this is your first time giving flowers to a girl, don't save money and buy better ones!" ······ (Please vote~) (End of this chapter)