drop!

Check-in at the card point is successful.

Long Qisheng came to the office holding Xiao Ai.

An unknown former colleague kicked off his feet and slid to his side in a chair.

"Hey, did you hear that Hiroko-senpai went on a date last night?"

Long Qisheng was stunned for a moment: "Date?!"

"correct."

The former colleague said calmly: "I heard that he is an old classmate of Senior Hiroko. He is an insurance agent. That job is tiring, but it makes a lot of money now..."

"You know it so clearly, where did you hear it from?"

"Of course it is..."

As the former colleague was talking, he suddenly froze.

Because Long Qisheng had a half-smile on his face, and the voice just now was clearly a woman's.

“He” turned around hurriedly and saw Hiroko Asami staring at “him” coldly and ferociously.

Asami Hiroko continued to ask: "Of course what is it?"

The former colleague said awkwardly: "Of course it is... it's gossip, gossip."

Gossip?

Long Qisheng immediately thought of someone.

Someone's gossip business is a little too extensive now, and it even involves their office.

“Don’t make up stories about others and make wild guesses.”

Hiroko Asami was speechless and said, "I did meet my old classmate last night, but it was definitely not a date, understand?"

"understand."

As soon as Asami Hiroko left, the former colleague immediately turned around and angrily said to Long Qisheng: "You kid... you really came behind me, and you didn't say anything."

"I'm just afraid of disturbing your interest in sharing the melon." Long Qisheng smiled faintly and said, "As compensation, I'll tell you a little gossip."

Melon is coming!

My former colleague immediately pricked up his ears and listened attentively, like a cat seeing a mouse.

Long Qisheng looked around, carefully, and said very seriously: "In fact... even the characters who didn't appear have his name, such as Jingtian Jinglong."

boom!

This sentence fell on the head of my former colleague like a bolt from the blue.

Snowflakes are floating~

The kerosene pouring

The one who rubbed salt into the wound

The evil Ultra Mask gave a geigeigei evil smile, then picked up his phone and went to the toilet to play.

Since he entered the office, he has used the toilet less frequently in the morning.

hey~

It’s all the captain’s fault for raising “fish”.

……

Lian Chuanxiao finally did not ask his old classmate to withdraw the application.

He felt very complicated.

His mother could die at any time, and he didn't know why he still insisted on going to the moon.

Is it just because mother wanted to see the full moon?

It's just an excuse.

He himself didn't quite believe such a statement.

"I am such a despicable person. Even at this moment, I am still thinking of using the name of my mother to cover up what I really want to do in my heart."

Lian Chuan smiled and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp.

Looking at his sad expression, if you didn't know, you would think that there was strong liquor in his glass.

He came to the hospital in the drizzle.

In recent years, this place has almost become his second home.

In that old house located in the city, it seemed that he did nothing else except sleeping.

His mother still didn't wake up.

This time the worsening of the disease almost sentenced my mother to death.

The doctors have advised Lian Chuan to smile and take his mother home to see a doctor. Perhaps the patient will be in a better mood before leaving.

Lian Chuanxiao was also prepared to do so in his heart.

The pain of illness is not pleasant.

In order to prevent him from becoming depressed when he just graduated, his mother persisted for so long.

Now he has completely grown up.

There is no need to let my mother continue to suffer like this.

This decision seems very cold-blooded.

What can he do?

Being cold-blooded is better than staying in this cold ward forever.

Lian Chuan smiled and slept on the bed.

Suddenly, he was startled awake by the feeling of a touch.

When I looked up, my mother was sitting there with a smile on her pale face.

"Mom, are you awake? How do you feel now? Are you hungry? I'll go get you some..."

"laugh!"

Lian Chuanxiao's mother said: "I had a dream. I dreamed that you grew wings and flew up, like a free spirit."

"mom……"

Lian Chuanxiao took a deep breath and said, "How about we go home? You haven't been back to see them for a long time. The flowers you planted are still alive."

Lian Chuan smiled and his mother nodded slightly.

It's just dawn.

There was still a light mist on the road.

At Lian Chuanxiao's request, Hiroko Asami drove to the hospital to pick someone up.

After leaving the hospital, Lian Chuanxiao's mother became a little angry.

“Are you a friend of laughter?”

"What's your job?"

"you……"

Hiroko Asami didn't expect that she would encounter such a "mental shock" when she came to pick someone up. She had to speak and had to answer every question seriously.

Lian Chuanxiao's home is in an old neighborhood.

The house is not big, even a little crowded.

But this place is full of childhood memories.

Graffiti on the wall, scratches on the door frame, stickers on both sides of the TV...

Under the dim light, the room is filled with the flavor of life.

After Lian Chuanxiao called his boss to ask for leave, he went straight into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Hiroko Asami sat on the sofa, staring blankly at one place.

Lian Chuanxiao's mother walked to the window and looked at the pots of flowers on the balcony.

The flowers looked very fragile in the rain, but they also showed an extraordinary brilliance, much more stunning than usual.

She murmured, "This is a star flower."

"Ah? What?" Hiroko Asami didn't hear clearly.

Lian Chuanxiao’s mother continued, “When Xiao was little, he loved stars very much, and I promised to pick stars for him, so I planted star flowers for him.

"He has a completely different personality from his father. His father is very serious, never smiles, and is as cold as a robot."

"But Xiao is not like that. He has loved to laugh since he was born, so I named him Xiao. I hope he will always have a smile on his face. Smile."

"But when he was in junior high school, his father died in an accident, and his personality changed. He became much more serious and grew up a lot overnight."

Asami Hiroko blinked.

Is this the origin of Mr. Smile during school days?

"He was admitted to a very good university. We were both looking forward to our future life. But fate played a trick on us. I got sick."

"And his smile became more serious, cold like his father. Even though he would smile every time he came to the hospital to see me, I could tell how tired his smile was underneath those wrinkled eyes."

Lian Chuanxiao's mother gently held up a star and said, "I am like the root of this star flower, tightly holding Xiao, making him unable to be free and happy."

"Auntie, don't say that. Mr. Xiao actually..."

“The noodles are ready!”

Lian Chuanxiao wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen: "What are you talking about?"

The two women in the room stopped immediately.

They said in unison, "Nothing, just telling you about your ugly deeds."

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