Has God Lin lost his horse today?

After the pre-sale of the album, Shang Jin was even busier than before. He was too busy with various interviews and offline activities, so he and Lin Ling had to postpone the dinner appointment again and again.

Although his heart is itchy, Lin Ling also knows that Shang Jin has no time, so he is embarrassed to mention the matter of eating again.

After Shang Jin stopped going to Lin Lang's company, Lin Ling had no chance to see him again, so he returned to the old way of going to the store to check in.

The only difference is that Lin Ling often sends some irrelevant WeChat messages to Shang Jin, such as good morning and good night, and Shang Jin will basically reply whenever he has time, and the relationship between the two is fairly close.

In a blink of an eye, almost a week had passed since the fan meeting. When Lin Ling drove to the store early in the morning, she always felt that something was wrong. The crimson car behind seemed to be following behind her.

Lin Ling glanced at the license plate in the rearview mirror. It was a number she didn't recognize.

Lin Ling's store is located in a prosperous location, and this road is also the main road, with cars coming and going every day, Lin Ling didn't care after taking a look at it.

After Lin Ling parked the car and entered the store wearing a peaked cap, Wen Yu, who had already been in the store, met him and said, "Good morning, boss."

Lin Ling smiled at Wen Yu: "Good morning."

After briefly asking about the situation in the store, Lin Ling just wanted to go upstairs and Wen Yu behind him stopped him as if thinking of something:

"Boss, wait a moment."

Lin Ling stopped, stood on the stairs and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"Someone sent a bouquet of flowers this morning, and the card on it is your name, boss." Wen Yu said while bending down to take out a bouquet of flowers from under the counter and handing it to Lin Ling, winking at him: "Pursue By?"

Lin Ling bent her knees in a daze and took the large bunch of bright red roses, and asked, "Give it to me? Who gave it to you?"

Wen Yu shook her head and smiled like a mouse that stole oil: "It's for you, how would I know."

Lin Ling frowned, raised her hand to pick up the card on it, and saw straightforward words written on it:

——to: Lin Ling, I like you very much today too, please date me!

Lin Ling read the pink card over and over, but didn't see the signature, and her brows became more and more wrinkled.

He has been saying that he is Lin Feng to the outside world for the past five years, and the only people who know him as Lin Ling and this store are Wen Yu, a small number of employees here, and his family, but they are obviously not the ones who gave him flowers.

But apart from these few people, he couldn't think of anyone else who knew and sent him flowers...

Putting the card back, Lin Ling asked Wen Yu, "Who sent it, and do you remember what it looks like?"

Seeing Lin Ling's serious face, the smile on Wen Yu's face gradually subsided, and she shook her head: "It was delivered by the staff of the flower shop, and said it was a place designated by the customer."

Lin Ling was silent after hearing this, and filtered the candidates in her heart. Seeing his expression, Wen Yu asked cautiously:

"What's the matter, boss, is there anything wrong with this bunch of flowers?"

The roses in the morning still have tiny drops of water, which is the time when they are fresh and blooming at their best. Such a large bouquet of flowers with such an exquisite packaging costs at least several hundred dollars.

Wen Yu originally thought that Lin Ling would be very happy to receive the flowers, but unexpectedly it was the opposite.

Lin Ling came back to her senses, glanced at Wen Yu and shook her head slightly: "It's okay."

After speaking, Lin Ling went upstairs with flowers in her arms, and finally said to Wen Yu: "In the future, don't accept things of unknown origin."

Wen Yu froze for a moment, then immediately replied: "Okay."

Upstairs, Lin Ling sat on the carpet and picked up the card to look at it carefully. His tone of voice should be a flower sent by a girl, and he likes it very much today, which means he has liked it for a long time?

Looking at the card and thinking wildly for a while, Lin Ling finally confirmed that there was no one around him who met this requirement.

Lin Ling took a pair of gloves from the cabinet and put them on, before reaching out to touch the rose carefully.

In the past, when Lin Ling left after the performance, many fans waited around the exit for a long time just to see him again. When he reached out to shake their hands without warning, his hand was caught between the fingers. Girl who hid a household needle pricked...

Since then, Lin Ling has been extremely cautious about anything of unknown origin.

However, Lin Ling untied such a large bouquet of flowers and looked at them one by one, but found nothing wrong.

This is just a bouquet of unsigned roses.

Lin Ling sat on the ground and counted, there were 44 roses in total.

Four tones die together is not an auspicious number. At first, Lin Ling thought she had counted wrongly, so she counted again on purpose. It was really 44 flowers, one not too many and one not too many were just right.

The combination of this number and the content on this card made Lin Ling feel a goosebump on his arm for no reason.

Looking at the roses spread out on the ground, Lin Ling used to think the flowers were romantic, but now she felt very uncomfortable.

It was a deep red, resembling the color of fresh blood.

The more Lin Ling looked at it, the more glaring the flowers became, so she found a cardboard box, threw all the flowers in, carried them downstairs, and threw them into the trash can outside the store.

Wen Yu watched Lin Ling's up and down with a serious expression, feeling a little puzzled in her heart—isn't it just a bunch of flowers?Boss, what's wrong?

Could it be that the boss already knows about the person who gave the flowers but doesn't like that person, so he is so angry?

…………

Since receiving the 44 roses, Lin Ling has been restless, and this feeling became more and more intense when Wen Yu called him the next day to tell him that there were more flowers delivered to the store.

Lin Ling originally wanted to ask Wen Yu to reject it directly, but after thinking about it, she asked her to sign for it, and then asked her to count how many flowers there were.

Not long after, Wen Yu called. Just like Lin Ling thought, there were still 44 flowers.

This time there is also a small card, the content on it is exactly the same as the previous one, except that the exclamation mark at the back has become two.

Lin Ling asked Wen Yu to throw the flowers out very calmly, and then gave up the idea of ​​going to the store today.

For the next few days, people sent flowers to the store. Wen Yu asked who bought them, and the staff of the flower shop couldn't tell. After rejecting them for a few days, Wen Yu, who thought it was nothing, felt something was wrong. , and every time there are 44 flowers, it feels creepy.

Wen Yu asked Lin Ling if he had been recognized by someone, such as a fanatic, but Lin Ling couldn't tell.

He often wears a hat when he goes out, and sunglasses when he goes to crowded places, and he has not appeared in the public eye for so many years. In the past few years, he has changed from a young 20-year-old to a mature 25-year-old now, and he can be recognized There should be very few people.

After rejecting the flowers for a few days, Lin Ling didn't go to the store for a few days, and stayed at home, occasionally going to Lin Lang's place for dinner.

Fortunately, within a few days, perhaps due to too many rejections, the man finally stopped sending flowers to the store, and both Lin Ling and Wen Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

Today, Shang Jin has an online event about the new album, which is a live broadcast, so even though he didn't receive Hua Linling today, he didn't go out, but squatted at home to live broadcast.

Shang Jin seldom broadcasted live. After the support club's Weibo revealed the news yesterday, Lin Ling couldn't wait to harass Shang Jin. Shang Jin told him that the news was true. The live broadcast will start at [-]:[-] today.

Lin Ling was very happy to hear that, since the last fan meeting, he hadn't seen Shang Jin for a long time, and he had received the signed album for a few days.

Today I was finally able to see the talking and moving Shang Yan again. Although it was through the screen, Lin Ling was also very excited. He squatted in the live broadcast room early, and there were more than 2 people who arrived as early as him.

As soon as eleven o'clock arrived, the live broadcast room started on time, and the person who first appeared in the camera was not Shang Xi but a girl.

This girl, Lin Ling, is also very familiar with Tao Zi. At the same time, the number of people in the live broadcast room has soared. Lin Ling glanced at the upper left corner, and within 2 minutes of the broadcast, there were almost 80 people.

Looking at the ever-increasing audience, Lin Ling was happy for Shang Jin, but the bullet screen was stuck in the next second before he could wind up.

Lin Ling: "..."

Going in again, stuck again, repeated this way, Shang Jin's side got to the point, and Lin Ling was still sweating profusely fighting against the stuck.

In the end, Lin Ling lost her temper. After entering, she immediately gave Shang Yu the most expensive gift on the platform, and the message was sent in one go.

His hand speed was as fast as he used to play the violin.

Just when Lin Ling thought that he would be stuck out the same as before in the next second, the live broadcast room suddenly became unblocked again.

So Lin Ling stared helplessly at the ID named 'Shang Mumu's Number One Fanboy' and said: I love you, male god!I want to give you a monkey!Flying over the live broadcast room, a light pink bottom floats slowly across the live broadcast room, and then triggers a lottery event on all platforms...

Lin Ling: "..."

It turns out that the live broadcast room is also run by snobbish eyes!As long as you send a gift, you don't get stuck!

Because Lin Ling's gift was too expensive, it attracted the attention of other fans:

Hold the grass, surprise local tyrant fans, hug big | legs!

At the same time, the front row reminded 6666 that the ID of local rich fans is very serious.

Isn't this the former fanboy?Unexpectedly, Midi Jun is still a hidden local tyrant, sorry.

My younger brother, please be more reserved, you are a blue boy, you can't give birth to monkeys for male gods, just let me do this kind of thing.

Here I come, Shang Jin's wife is here!

……

Looking at the barrage of teasing and arguing, Lin Ling gave another relatively inexpensive gift and said, "The male god is mine, so give up!"

In the following time, Lin Ling said a word to loose a gift, and soon became the first in the contribution list of the live broadcast room, and everyone else was swiping 666 to get rich.

Shang Jin was answering the question that Taozi had prepared long ago and didn't pay attention to the barrage. He only read the barrage after Taozi reminded him, and after Taozi's explanation, he understood Lin Ling's money-throwing behavior, so he looked at the camera very seriously and said:

"Don't give me gifts, don't waste money, and the platform will take a cut of your money, it's a loss, I'll broadcast it casually, you just watch it casually, and save the money to buy food."

After listening to Shang Jin's words, Lin Ling stopped throwing money, and finally laughed with the others that Shang Jin was too straightforward:

It’s a loss to return the platform’s commission. It’s shameful for the platform to say this, hahaha.

platform:? ? ?

God, do you want to be so cute!Want to UP!

After hearing what Shang Mumu said, I want to give gifts even more, why?

On how a failed anchor is cultivated hahaha...

…………

An hour passed quickly amidst laughter and laughter, and Lin Shen spent tens of thousands of dollars in this hour to mention the male god's ID once.

In the end, Shang Jin told Lin Ling not to give gifts by name, but Lin Ling turned a deaf ear to it and indulged in saying a word to give a gift.

After this live broadcast, everyone knew that Midijun was a fan of local tyrants, so Lin Ling spent almost an hour to remove fans from Weibo.

After watching the live broadcast, Lin Ling went out to buy groceries contentedly with her mobile phone key wallet, but when she came back, she saw a beautifully packaged box at her door.

Seeing the gift box, Lin Ling's heart skipped a beat suddenly, with an ominous premonition.

A few minutes later, Lin Lang received a message from Lin Ling:

[Brother, I'm being watched. 】

The author has something to say:

It's late, this should be considered as the update of the day before yesterday _(:з」∠)_

There are two more today.

Some friends asked me about the update frequency, and careful friends can find out that I will basically get more updates every Wednesday, and I will make up for the days that I haven’t updated before. After calculation, it’s actually a daily update [Super confidence]

In the end, the fun of Xiaoxiaole is quite fun, addicted to Xiaoxiaole can't extricate itself: (

I'm going to be cruel and uninstall Xiaoxiaole, and try to update it every day instead of making it up later_(:з」∠)_

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