Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

In Jiangcheng, it rained heavily in summer, so Sheng Ling searched for it from the restaurants across the street.

If Xiang Jiuming really invites Yi Wulan to dinner, at least it will be a famous or unique restaurant. After so many years of habit, and in the past few years, under his coordination and application, at least one-third of the year will be transferred to Jiangcheng .

Sheng Ling is very familiar with Jiangcheng, and he has come to this area quite a few times, and roughly any number of restaurants and tearooms will come out as soon as they are arranged.

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But it is very likely that the two are not in the vicinity, and may have gone to a farther place to eat.

This possibility is not out of the question, although the meal time is approaching, since Xiang Jiuming has always been considerate and considerate to others, the most likely place is around here.

Sheng Ling was drenched all over, starting from the nearest one, the two must be in a private room, but he definitely couldn't break into every private room, not to mention he didn't want to bother Yi Wulan like this.

Only through clues.

Xiang Jiuming and Wulan's umbrellas, both of them brought umbrellas, and the umbrellas may be placed at the door of the box.

There may be a lot of people looking at him with eyes like looking at a lunatic. The heavy rain has rained down, and the straight suit has darkened and clings to his body.

As long as it doesn't cause trouble to others, Sheng Ling doesn't care.

Even in his unruly youth, he was never this crazy.

Sheng Ling only felt that he was split into two halves, one half was searching for clues of thinking, and the other half was immersed in memories.

The sound of the dripping rain outside permeated Sheng Ling's heart.

There are too many rainy days in Jiangcheng.

On many rainy days, Sheng Ling sent Yi Wulan off. Yi Wulan was sent back to school when she was in college, and then sent home.

When the car was parked outside the school or downstairs, Yi Wulan opened the door, opened the umbrella first, and said goodbye to him in the rain.

At that moment, Sheng Ling felt that Yi Wulan was very suitable for Yu.

The passionate and moist rain is suitable for such a pair of black pupils and a light figure.

Falling into my heart with the rain.

After Sheng Ling woke up from the heavy rain five years ago, he recalled self-inflicted injuries over and over again. The timeline was adjusted to the time when he returned to Jiangcheng for the first time, and met Yi Wulan at the large class reunion.

Yi Wulan was two years younger than him, and at that time Yi Wulan was coaxed to toast him.

Sheng Ling originally wanted to drink it or not, but Yi Wulan seemed a little nervous, so he drank it all in one gulp, which gave the student face enough.

Yi Wulan lowered her eyes, looked at him seriously and said, "Thank you."

To others, he always speaks plainly and honestly, but he seems to be different to him.

Sheng Ling thought it was interesting at the time.

Later, the two became acquainted, had dinner together or visited art galleries, and finally got married.Sheng Ling digs out the memories of getting along with each other and breaks up a little aftertaste, only to realize that he has long been in love.

The day the two received their marriage certificate was also such a rainy day, and it was also the first time. Sheng Ling was actually worried about hurting Yi Wulan at first.

Yi Wulan doesn't care much about these things, sometimes he pinches Sheng Ling when he gets annoyed, or kicks Sheng Ling when he loses his temper.

Thinking of these hearts almost tightens, so soft and sore.

I searched for five houses, but still couldn't find them. The last house was just across the street. Sheng Ling ran for nearly an hour, standing on the street under heavy rain.

There is a scent of flowers next to it, and the scent wafts out delicately, because it is rainy, it can't float very far.

Sheng Ling could tell that there was a rose fragrance, a light and not greasy rose fragrance. He had smelled this fragrance many times in the past few years, and it was a conditioned reflex.

Subconsciously walked into the store.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" The lady owner brought out a pot of flowers, and saw a drenched man standing there.

The one who looks devastated, can't be suffering from some kind of illness... right?

Sheng Ling stopped searching a lot when he heard the voice: "I smell the fragrance of roses."

"But I just saw that there are no roses here?"

The lady owner received a response, and after a closer look, he was relieved to find that the man was handsome in a suit.

"Sir, you have a very keen sense of smell. Our store has no fresh-cut roses recently. We have some rose-scented perfume for our own use... Well, there are also rose scented slices."

She came to find Rose, and the lady owner, who had seen a lot of things, couldn't help but glance at Sheng Ling again, maybe she was a broken-hearted person again.

"Here," the shopkeeper took down a box of rose scented tablets: "This is it."

"Actually, it's scented tea, which is scented tea. It has a strong scent of jasmine, so many people in Jiangcheng like to drink jasmine scented tea. My family has a lot of varieties, including roses."

Sheng Ling looked at the small box and said, "Can you wrap it for me?"

"OK, all right."

Sheng Ling took the fragrant tea in the iron box, paid the money and thanked him politely, and walked into the heavy rain.

The shopkeeper stared blankly, then reacted and shouted: "Sir, do you want an umbrella?"

The rain was pouring down, but within a few steps, she could no longer see Sheng Ling.

Sheng Ling walked firmly towards the sixth house, and he had to go crazy.

Yi Wulan ate half of the plate of cherries, seeing that the rain hadn't stopped outside.

Leaning to the back seat: "It seems that this rain will not stop easily, let's go back first."

Xiang Jiuming: "Let someone drive here, and I'll see you off."

Yi Wulan let out a lazy "hmm", the rain is so heavy, Shu Linqing said last time that the place to soak in the hot spring seems to be near Jiangcheng, if there are still so many rainy days during this period, it is not a rainy day to soak in the hot spring.

It seems pretty good.

Xiang Jiuming pushed the plate to this side again: "Don't you want to eat?"

Yi Wulan pressed his tongue against his teeth: "The tip of the tongue hurts."

Xiang Jiuming remembered a joke: "When I was young, I heard a rumor that I could practice kissing skills by tying cherry stems with my tongue. I practiced for three days, and the whole tip of my tongue was swollen with bubbles. It didn't hurt me to death. hiss."

Yi Wulan glanced at him: "Does Fengliuxiang always need to practice this kind of skills?"

Spreading his hands to Jiuming: "I can't help it, in order not to collapse the human design."

Yi Wulan raised her eyebrows: "So, is it useful?"

Xiang Jiuming looked back with a look of embarrassment: "...It's useless."

Yi Wulan couldn't help smiling.

Xiang Jiuming withdrew his exaggerated expression, squinted his eyes and joked: "I finally laughed, is it so uncomfortable to eat with me? I have a lot of worries."

Yi Wulan was stunned: "It's so obvious."

Xiang Jiuming: "Yes, what are you thinking?"

Yi Wulan looked at the rain outside the window.

Yes, what are you thinking?

Xiang Jiuming didn't wait for the answer, but waited for the car.

Yi Wulan took another sip of water, Xiang Jiuming went to open the door first, the door opened, but the person stood by the door and did not move forward.

Yi Wulan followed: "What's wrong?"

One more step out, got it.

Sheng Ling's suit was soaked through, leaning against the door, looking up at him slightly, his Adam's apple slid up and down due to his shortness of breath.

The water from the hair dripped down the jawline and into the neck.

Seeing Yi Wulan, Sheng Ling smiled, his breathing was uneven: "I caught up, I want to give you something."

Nice to meet people.

I originally wanted to send roses, but unfortunately I didn't prepare well.

Make it up next time.

Xiang Jiuming squinted at Sheng Ling.

Sheng Ling just stared at Yi Wulan from the beginning to the end, and took out the well-protected iron box.

Yi Wulan lowered her eyes: "What is it?"

Sheng Ling: "Rose Fragrance Piece, it's scented tea, I remember you like drinking tea."

"There are also sub-paintings."

Yi Wulan looked up at Sheng Ling: "Where's the painting?"

The eyes of the two met, and Yi Wulan turned his gaze away.

Sheng Ling smiled: "The painting is in the villa, so I didn't dare to take it with me today."

Xiang Jiuming frowned.

Yi Wulan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say what was going on with you. He was talking about sending paintings, but he didn't even bring the paintings.

Sheng Ling stood up.

Obviously this place is quite spacious, but once Sheng Ling got up, the place seemed cramped instead.

The iron box was put into Yi Wulan's palm: "My fault, I will definitely bring it with me next time, don't be angry."

Who is angry?

Yi Wulan squeezed the iron box in his palm, somehow his palm felt a little hot, probably because the windows inside were closed and it was a bit stuffy.

"Let's go," Yi Wulan stopped looking at Sheng Ling, and said to Xiang Jiuming, "Let's finalize the two terms we talked about just now."

After Sheng Ling, he paused.

left.

Sheng Ling stood where he was, and smiled softly.

The author has something to say: Don’t laugh, you haven’t caught up with anyone yet, tsk

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of pennies in my pocket; 5 bottles of stars in the depths of the mud;

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