Rebirth Dog Food: The school beauty wife is too sweet

Sending Yuwei back to the villa, watching her enter the villa, Qin Yue started the engine with peace of mind, and headed to another place.

He wanted to confirm it a long time ago. It might have been pure suspicion at first, but when all the question marks point to a certain direction uncontrollably, the so-called conjecture will gradually become a definite answer.

He drove to Heping Street and parked in front of that 24-hour flower shop.

The door of the flower shop was tightly closed, and a notice of subletting had been posted on the wall.

Qin Yue still remembered that the last time he came here was only a day or two ago, and in a blink of an eye, the store was about to be rented out.

He stood for a few minutes, and there was a gentle footstep behind him, and he smelled a cool scent of flowers.

"Sorry, the store is closed today. If you want to buy flowers, I can recommend other flower shops for you." The woman's gentle voice came.

He turned around, and the two looked at each other. Qin Yue clearly saw a hint of astonishment in the other's eyes, as if he hadn't expected that he would appear here.

"...You are Qin Yue. Are you here to buy flowers for Yuwei?" She put away the shock in her eyes and changed to a calm expression.

The person in front of him is exactly Xu Xinke. Qin Yue hasn't seen her for several days. Her figure has become much thinner, her face is pale and pale without makeup.

The whites of the eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and there are thick dark circles under the eyes. It should be several nights that I haven't slept well.

"Ms. Xu, where are you going to move this shop?" Qin Yue asked calmly.

"No, I plan to close it, and I won't open the flower shop anymore." Xu Xin opened the shop with the key, and Qin Yue noticed that she came in a pickup truck, so she came back to move things.

All the flowers in the store were sent away, and the few remaining, yellowed and withered flowers were thrown into the corner.

"Why don't you open it. The business of Mr. Xu's flower shop is not too bad, is it? This is the only flower shop in Heping Street. The business is bleak, so there's nowhere to go?" Qin Yue entered the shop, pretending to be bored, looking casually look.

Xu Xinke just smiled and said: "Doing business is not that simple. In the flower business, if you can't sell it on the first day, you have to wait until the next day, and if you can't sell it on the third day or four days, the flower period is over. The ones placed can only be thrown away. The consumption is too great. The customers who come to the store are basically old customers, relying on the reservations of a few regular customers to barely maintain the income and expenditure."

Seeing that she was carrying things, Qin Yue also helped her, moving the packed boxes to the truck one by one.

"Then what is Teacher Xu going to do in the future? Continue to paint and sell for money, or become an art teacher? You must find a profitable livelihood."

"Hey, you really care about me, kid? Speaking of which, we haven't met a few times. Why are you so curious about me?" She stood in the car and looked down at him.

There is a kind of confusion in those eyes, and there is also a kind of inquiry.

Qin Yue showed a polite smile: "You are Yuwei's teacher and her former bosom friend. And I, Yuwei's boyfriend, out of concern for this relationship, is there anything wrong?"

Xu Xinke was stunned for a moment, but shook his head and said, "It's not inappropriate. But that's my personal privacy, and I have the right not to answer."

"of course."

Xu Xinke went up to the second floor, and Qin Yue followed her upstairs.

Most of the oil paintings upstairs have been packaged and wrapped in thick kraft paper. There is only one painting, which is still on the easel. It is a portrait of a young man.

The background color of the painting is gray-purple, and the man's face is pale, but it is not difficult to see that he looks sunny and healthy, with soft eyes.

"Is the man in this painting Teacher Xu's boyfriend?" Qin Yue remembered vaguely.

Xiang Yuwei once told him that when Xu Xinke was young, she had a vigorous love. The person she liked was a field photographer. In an accident, the other person fell from a cliff and died.

Xu Xinke fell into a slump because of this, which led to his withdrawal from the painting circle.

It turned out that she still remembered her boyfriend all the time, and he was indeed an affectionate and dedicated person.

Xu Xinke looked at the painting with a trace of sadness in his eyes, silently took it off the easel, and wrapped it in kraft paper.

Her eyes kept falling on the painting, but she muttered in her mouth like a dream.

"His name is Zhong Yannan, and he is my lover. Swallows are a kind of migratory bird, which migrates from the north to the warm south every spring. He goes to other places to photograph wild animals every year, often for several months. I thought he would I came back as usual, but I didn't expect that after that farewell, I would never come back again... He died on the way of migration, and he couldn't fly to his spring..."

Xu Xinke's voice was deep and hoarse, with deep exhaustion, like a bright and dazzling white rose that had finally exhausted all its vitality in the years of wasted time, and turned dry and yellow. Will be broken into a wisp of smoke, gone with the wind...

She was dazed for a few seconds, wiped away the two tears from the corners of her eyes, and put the painting in her arms together with the other paintings.

"Sorry, I said something that made you unhappy. In the past few years, Mr. Xu's feelings for Mr. Zhong have not changed at all. Haven't you thought about meeting other newcomers?" Qin Yue followed closely Behind her, the tone was a bit aggressive.

Xu Xin didn't blame him for his offense, but responded to the question very bluntly.

"Swans will only have one partner in their life. After they recognize each other, nothing can separate them unless they die. If one of them dies, the other will either die alone or die for it—" she said coldly Line, tell a slightly tragic story.

Behind her, Qin Yue whispered a word.

"Then Teacher Xu, are you planning to die alone, or are you planning to die in love?"

"..." Xu Xinke turned to look at him, with hostility and vigilance in his eyes.

Qin Yue raised his hands up and said with a mischievous smile: "Mr. Xu, I was just joking, don't take it seriously. By the way, the black dress you wore last night was really pretty. It perfectly highlights your graceful figure figure--"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Xinke had a palette knife in his hand. The sharp point of the knife was firmly pressing against Qin Yue's carotid artery. As long as he penetrated another inch, his blood would immediately splatter on the spot.

"You already know. You came here on purpose to play this play with me?" Xu Xinke raised her Danfeng eyes and looked at him fiercely.

Qin Yue's smile still hangs on his face, but the fine sweat secreted from his forehead still reveals his nervousness at the moment.

"Isn't what Mr. Xu said just now sincere? How could it be an act? You have done so much and carefully planned all this. What is your purpose..."