pampered roses

Fu Zechen still stood there, looking at Tangli with a smile on her lips, raised her sharp brows, and said in a calm tone, "Are you still crying?"

Tangli clenched her palms, her eyes turned red again, and she looked at him clearly, "Little uncle..."

Seeing her like this, Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows,

"Don't cry."

He lowered his head and fiddled with the beads on his wrist, speaking lightly:

"Otherwise, if I drive at night, I almost go all over the capital to buy a carload of sunflowers, but I can't coax a little girl. Is it embarrassing?"

Tangli pursed her lips, suppressed the astringency in her heart, fixedly looked at Fu Zechen, and said seriously, "Thank you, little uncle."

Fu Zechen took out a sunflower, looked calm and did not speak.

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Tangli didn't sleep well at night.

My mind is full of what happened tonight, there are sunflowers on the bedside table, and there is also a big bag of white rabbit toffee beside the pillow.

After finally falling into a dream, she vaguely dreamed about her childhood again.

At that time, she was only seven years old, and she was still learning Kunqu Opera.

She didn't sing well that day, so she ran out by herself while Mrs. Fu was not paying attention, and squatted among the flowers under the fence, sobbing softly.

Tangli was only seven years old at that time, but because she was learning Kunqu Opera, she was still wearing a tender pink costume, and her hair was also tied into a braid, carved in pink and jade, like a little fairy who sneaked down from the sky, but she was pitiful. The little one was squatting under the fence, its body twitching, no one could help but pity it.

Fu Zechen was only 15 years old at the time, a high-spirited young man who was in high school, full of youthful recklessness.

When he came back from playing basketball with his friends, he saw a little girl in a costume squatting under the fence of his house, her eyes and nose were red from crying, and she sobbed there with her mouth puckered.

He remembered that this was Grandma's new apprentice, what was his name, Lili.

The little girl is young, and she sings babbling and babbling every day.

Fu Zechen was annoying and always slipped out when she came to practice, so it was rare.

But looking at it now, the little girl is crying like a tearful person, which is also pitiful.

Fu Zechen wanted to laugh, and stood for a while before walking over.

"do not Cry."

The young Fu Zechen's voice is far from as mature as in the future, with the unique feeling of the voice change period, clear and full of vitality.

Xiaotangli raised her head, looked at Fu Zechen eagerly, and kept her mouth shut.

Fu Zechen threw the basketball aside, squatted down in front of her, and stretched out a hand: "Don't cry, I'll take you to buy something delicious, okay?"

Tangli looked at the hand stretched out towards her, nodded, wiped away her tears, and took Fu Zechen's hand to get up from the ground.

Fu Zechen did what he said, and he really took Tangli to the canteen to buy her ice cream and white rabbit toffee, which most children like, and Tangli is no exception.

After buying these, there are sunflower sellers on the side of the road.

Fu Zechen took another bouquet and handed it to Tangli: "This is for you. It's delicious and there are flowers. Don't be sad, okay?"

Tangli wiped her eyes, took the flowers, looked up at Fu Zechen, and then smiled sweetly: "Okay."

……

Tangli didn't sleep very well that night, the past and the present were intertwined in the dream, one moment was the 17-year-old Fu Zechen, and the other moment was the calm and indifferent Jiu Ye.

When Tangli woke up, her head was thumping and she was a little dizzy.

The sun came in from the window, Tangli raised her hand to block it in front of her, picked up her phone and checked the time.

Then she saw the message from Fu Qingyang.

【Tangli, I'm sorry for scaring you last night】

After reading the content of the text message, Tangli was stunned for a moment, feeling blessed, and suddenly thought of what Fu Zechen said yesterday that would vent her anger. She originally thought that Fu Zechen was just talking casually.

Tangli tightened her grip on the phone, suddenly longing to see Fu Zechen, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and hurried downstairs with her slippers on.

Tangli was still wearing a white short-sleeved nightgown, and she was so anxious that she didn't even have time to change, so she had to meet Fu Zechen as soon as possible.

"Uncle."

"Little uncle...Little uncle" Uncle.

Tangli called Fu Zechen as she went downstairs. When she reached the first floor, Tangli saw the two people on the sofa, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Tangli blinked, and was startled when she saw the two men sitting in the living room. After realizing it, she quickly squatted down, shaved her hair to the front to cover her face, and buried her head in her knees without saying a word.

Song Siwen and Lu Hanjin opened their eyes wide, their expressions were different, and they didn't react for a while.

Afterwards, the two looked at each other, neither of them dared to say anything.