If love can be booked

Flowers bloom and fall

"Flowers Bloom, Wounds Fall" is a restaurant located in a noisy corner of the street. The clock points to six o'clock, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines in front of the window. The gardenia blooms quietly, exuding a delicate fragrance.

In this bustling city, the "Flowers Bloom, Wounds Fall" restaurant is like a quiet harbor, allowing people to find a moment of peace in their busy lives.

"Old Zhu, how long has it been since we sat together like this?" Lu Jiaming sighed slightly, recalling the good times in the past.

"Yes, it has been so many years since we graduated." In college, they were close brothers, chasing their dreams together and working hard together. However, time flies, and now they have each embarked on different paths in life.

"Do you remember when we were in college? We often played basketball together!" Zhao Huaying smiled as she recalled those energetic days.

Zhu Mingjun nodded, his eyes revealing nostalgia for the past: "Yes, the gymnasium was the place we went to most often back then."

"Teacher Lin, Lao Zhu's three-step hurdles are definitely a legend." He was able to easily break through the opponent's defense and score brilliantly every time. His domineering and confident attitude amazed everyone.

"Your spike is also good." Zhu Mingjun responded with a smile.

"I say, can you guys not talk about basketball?" Zhao Huaying was a little helpless. They had to talk about this topic every time they met. They had endless emotions to express about basketball.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about basketball anymore." Lu Jiaming said quickly.

"Come, try this dish, your favorite fish." Lu Jiaming picked up a piece of fish and put it into her bowl, his eyes full of tenderness.

Her favorite fish? So natural, so thoughtful, so taken for granted?

"Silly girl, what are you daydreaming about?" He picked up a piece of fish and put it in her bowl. What was she daydreaming about while eating?

"Ah? No... nothing." Lin Xiaoxi shook her head and tried to force out a smile, trying to hide her inner panic. It was just that his words "your favorite fish" just now made her fall into deep thought. Such natural and considerate words made her feel inexplicably happy. But this happiness was hers.

"It's time to eat. Didn't you just complain about being hungry?" He understood her worries. Zhu Mingjun shook his head helplessly, with a little doting in his eyes.

"Who's saying they're hungry?" Lin Xiaoxi said coquettishly.

"Oh, they are showing their affection." Teacher Zhao couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the interaction between the two. She gently pushed Lu Jiaming beside her and motioned him to look over.

"Teacher Zhao, are you teasing me again?" Lin Xiaoxi's face turned red instantly, and she glared at the culprit with a reproachful look.

"Come, try this dish." Zhu Mingjun picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and mushrooms with chopsticks and put it in her bowl, saying with a smile.

"it is good..."

"Teacher Lin, what are your plans for the summer vacation?" I like the girl in front of me. She is not delicate or artificial.

"Me? I don't have any plans, just stay at home?" I don't have any special plans, I just want to stay at home. It seems that I have become accustomed to this quiet lifestyle and enjoy my time alone.

"what about you?"

"We'll be quite busy recently as we're preparing for our marriage." After seven years of dating, they finally decided to settle down. They want to find a home for their soul and stop wandering.

"Congratulations," Zhu Mingjun said with emotion. They have been through so many ups and downs, but they still stick together. This persistence is really admirable.

"Congratulations." He is getting married...

"Thank you. You must come to my wedding on August 20th." Lu Jiaming invited with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation for the wedding. And the bride was exactly her, which made him willingly enter the siege of marriage.

"Yes, I will." Zhu Mingjun looked at Zhao Huaying. Her dream was for him, and now it has finally come true.

"Mingjun, Xiaoxi, can you be our best man and bridesmaid?" Zhao Huaying suddenly suggested. Meeting each other was also a kind of fate.

"Ah?..." She was so surprised that she almost cried out, and her eyes unconsciously looked at her.

"Well... I'll consider it." She replied with a smile, but she felt a little conflicted. Be her bridesmaid?

"Okay, I really hope you can come." Zhao Huaying said sincerely.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She whispered to him and stood up from her seat.

"Xiao Xi, I'll go with you." Zhao Huaying followed her out of the private room. He was no longer the man who felt sorry for her. He gave all his thoughts to her. I think she would be very happy.

"Come on, Lao Lu, congratulations."

"Thank you." Finally they got married, with a faint sigh.

"What about you? When will you get married?" Will he and she get married? He has her in his world.

"I'm waiting for her to say love." The wait is painful, but it's worth waiting for her.

"You love her very much." Love is as confusing as lies, and can be accidentally scattered all over the floor.

"Yes, I love you very much." Gently, I drink the wine, forgetting the longing for you.

"Come on, let's have a good drink today." How long has it been? I haven't indulged myself in the wine glass; how long has it been? I haven't thought of her smiling face; how long has it been? She is the only one left in the world; how long has it been? I want to tell her all my worries.

"Okay..." It was late at night, the lights were dim, and the two men were drinking one glass after another.

The cold water hit my face, and it has lost its original temperature. I thought I didn't care anymore, I thought I could smile and bless you, but it was just what I thought, just my self-conceit. The satisfaction in your eyes, your happy face, I don't think I have the courage to sit next to you, for fear of accidentally revealing my thoughts.

"Xiao Xi, can you be my bridesmaid?" I know the loneliness in your eyes and your fake smile. I heard that there was a little girl who liked him.

"I..." How can I be your bridesmaid? I'm afraid I...

"Jia Ming often talks about you to me. I think he must want you to be our bridesmaid." He once said that there was a girl in their class who was so cute that it made people feel distressed.

Her lips trembled slightly and she spoke carefully: "He...he often talks to you about me?" She couldn't help but imagine what he might say, but she felt a little uneasy.

"Well, he said you were his favorite student and you often pestered him with questions back then."

She smiled and said softly, "Yes, at that time, I always pestered him to ask questions." She deliberately emphasized the word "student". I understand, I understand, I understand. The relationship between them has changed. She is no longer his student.

"Teacher Zhao, don't worry. He will always be my teacher." This sentence seemed to tell him that no matter what, she would maintain her respect and gratitude for him. He is just my teacher, and he will always be my teacher.

"Well, about the bridesmaid thing, if you..." If you don't want to, I...

"I will go and give you my best wishes." There was a determination in her eyes. Although she felt a little bitter in her heart, she still chose to accept the invitation.

The soft music, like silk, surrounded the whole space, making people feel extremely comfortable and relaxed. They seemed to be enjoying their drinks very much, with bright smiles on their faces.

"Lin Xiaoxi..." He called my name softly, with a tremor in his voice. However, when my eyes fell on him, an indescribable emotion surged in my heart. His smile revealed an inexplicable sadness, a kind of loneliness that could not be concealed.

"Lin Xiaoxi..." Lin Xiaoxi, do you still love him?

His eyes told me that he had a lot to say to me, but in the end, he just kept calling my name. Maybe he was drunk? I shook my head gently, frowning slightly.

"Lin Xiaoxi, I love you." He finally said this, his voice low and firm. I love you, these three words lingered in my ears like a spell, making my heart tremble violently.

I love you, not just words.

He slowly moved closer to me and leaned all his weight on my shoulders.

"Lin Xiaoxi, I love you." His voice became lower and lower, and finally became almost a whisper. I listened silently, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Zhu Mingjun, Zhu Mingjun..." Could he have fallen asleep?

"I said..." Forget it, why did you suddenly drink so much alcohol for no reason?

"Um...you guys continue, I'll send him back first." Find an excuse to send him back? It just so happened that she couldn't find the courage to stay any longer, she still minded.

"Okay, slow down." He was drunk, and the man next to her seemed a little drunk too?

"Teacher Lu..." Turning back, I just wanted to say goodbye, just wanted to say goodbye.

"I wish you happiness." I wish you happiness. It turns out that blessing is not that difficult.

"Well, you have to be happy too." Picking up the wine glass on the table, she finally said her blessing. Yes, we will be happy. If there is a next life, I want to meet the most beautiful you in my life at the right place and at the right time.

"Yes, we will be very happy." This time, she walked out without looking back, but she couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. She would be happy, of course she had to be happy.

Flowers bloom, but how much is the pain? Stop.

He said he was getting married? He was finally getting married.

She felt as if her chest was blocked by something, making it impossible for her to breathe. Her tears flowed out of her eyes like a flood, flowing down her cheeks and soaking her clothes. Her voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into hysterical crying, echoing throughout the street.

He stood quietly by her side, silently listening to her sobbing. His heart trembled with her crying, but he didn't know how to comfort her. He could only accompany her silently and let her vent her emotions to her heart's content.

Night gradually fell, and darkness enveloped the entire city. He gently held her in his arms, feeling the warmth and softness of her body. He gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Okay, everything will pass."

"He's getting married, he's getting married..." When she thought of that man again, the pain in her heart surged up again.

"I know, I know..." Holding her tightly, he knew the pain and struggle she had gone through, and he was willing to endure it with her.

"I don't like him, I really don't like him." She thought that maybe she just liked the season when she once missed him, the time full of warmth and beauty.

"I know." He comforted her softly, as if he could read her deepest emotions. He knew all this, it was just the most beautiful first love, like a colorful dream.

"I know you don't like him, because the one you love is me." His eyes were full of tenderness and confidence. He firmly believed that her love for him was real and deep, just as sincere as his love for her.

"I love you." She whispered softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"I love you, too." He responded, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect her to confess at this moment, which made him feel extremely happy.

"I'm serious." Why does he sound like he doesn't believe it?

"I'm serious too, silly, what are you thinking about? Let's go home." Silly, love doesn't need words. I understand because I am sincere and I care.