i want to send you a bouquet of flowers

The unsuccessful confession in the afternoon made Li Jian hold her breath, but after being pushed by Mr. Mu, laughing wantonly on the swing, and feeling the joy, the anger in Li Jian's heart was soothed and calmed down.

There will be opportunities in the future, he believes.

"Good night." Li Jian held the door and said good night to Mr. Mu who sent her back to the bedroom.

"Good night." Mu Zhaoyan turned off the lights on the other side of the corridor, "Have a good dream."

"Ok!"

Li Jian thought, tonight will definitely be a sweet dream: "You too, what a dream."

After washing up, I nestled myself in the soft bed, this day was too happy.

Eating the meals cooked by Mr. Mu, going fishing with Mr. Mu, and letting Mr. Mu accompany her to play on the swing——half a month ago, Li Jian would not have dared to imagine these things.

It's as if wealth that you can't even imagine has to fall into your hands at once, and your mood fluctuates.Only when I experienced it did I know how beautiful it is.

The coal digger also jumped onto the bed. Although he had a good time playing today, Li Jian knew that cats are sensitive.He kept smoothing and kneading the coal digger's fur all the time, and the coal digger also relaxed his body and spread it out softly.

"Good night." Li Jian kissed the forehead with the aroma of bread while digging coal. It was a cat's unique smell, just like freshly baked bread, which could bring an extremely warm feeling to people.

Drowsy, groggy.

Li Jian tried hard to open his eyes, only to realize that he was walking on a vast grassland, with a crooked moon hanging in the sky, allowing him to see the road ahead clearly.

He was holding something in his hand, and when he looked up, it was a bouquet of delicate roses with drops of water on them, as if they had just been picked from a rose garden.

But Li Jian vaguely understood that he had been holding this bouquet of roses for a long time, and he seemed to have been trekking on this grassland for a long time.

He heard himself ask weakly: "Where are you taking me? I'm so tired."

No one responded to him, but a low roar of a beast startled the waterfowl in the reeds not far away.

What a strange place.

Li Jian thought, shouldn't I be lying on the bed, why am I here?

He looked sideways, only to realize that there was another, no, it should be a giant beast, it was huge and majestic, and it looked terrifying.

But Li Jian subconsciously knew that this giant beast would not harm her, and that he was the one leading her on a long journey.

The giant beast is very silent, but it comes to rub against Li Jian from time to time, and Li Jian doesn't hate it, or wraps his tail around him, throws him on his back, and then gallops forward—but often it will be wowed by Li Jian. After yelling, he was gently placed on the ground, and then one man and one beast continued to walk forward, and there seemed to be no end to that side.

Where are we going?

he does not know.

The stems of the roses in his hands were slightly warmed by his pinching, all he knew was that this bouquet of roses seemed to be very important.

He also knew that although there was a giant beast beside him, the kind that could swallow him without chewing, but he was not afraid, maybe because he knew he was dreaming, or because the giant beast passed him sense of security.

They walked and walked like this, the moon rose from mid-air to the top, and then slowly set, the brilliance poured down on him and the giant beast, and the roses were fragrant, accompanying the long journey.

Li Jian was a little addicted to such a peaceful and peaceful dream.

But those who should wake up still have to wake up.

Although she had a long dream, Li Jian still felt light and relaxed when she woke up, and the laziness of being full of sleep seemed to melt into the quilt.

Li Jian slowly reached out to touch the phone, opened it, and it was a little past seven.

I lay down for a while with my eyes closed again, and when I regained my consciousness, slowly, like a lazy snail, I opened the blackout curtains, and then opened the curtains, letting the sunlight into the room wantonly.

Li Jian opened her arms, fell backwards, and rolled into the soft blanket again.

Just about to go back to sleep for a while, the phone rang. Li Jian took it over and saw that it was Shi Fan calling.

Li Jian's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, as soon as the answer was answered, Shi Fan roared: "Li Jian, tell me the truth!"

Li Jian muttered: "Tell me, tell me what..." He was guilty and didn't even have enough confidence to speak.

Shi Fan was even more shocked when he heard this: "What do you say you should explain? Car accident! Hand! Hospitalized! Coma! Conceal the illness!"

There was Albert's voice over there, comforting Shi Fan: "Honey, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"Why don't you be angry?" Shi Fan opened Albert's hand, "You are also an accomplice, and we will talk about your matter later."

What's the matter with me... Albert was crying.

Li Jian grabbed the three-dimensional pattern on the quilt cover, trying to make a final excuse for herself: "The truth is not that exaggerated!"

"No, the truth is that you kept it from me." Shi Fan was anxious, but calm.

Li Jian cried like Albert, Ah Fan is going to run away......

Li Jian didn't struggle anymore. Although Shi Fan was not in front of him, she still maintained a posture of sitting upright, listening to Shi Fan's lecture on the phone, and after Shi Fan had spoken better and finally calmed down, started Concerned about Li Jian's current situation: "Xiao Jian, what's your situation now? Is your foot healed?"

Li Jian said honestly: "It's mostly healed, and it's no problem to walk on the ground by myself."

"do not fool me."

"Do not lie to you."

"Where do you live now?"

"Eh..." Li Jian didn't know how to answer.

Shi Fan's tone changed: "Don't pretend to be stupid, just say it directly."

"Mu, Mr. Mu's house."

When Li Jian spoke, her tone was full of shyness, even if it was just over the phone, Shi Fan could feel the strong heart of a boy.

He stroked his forehead, feeling that he was not far away from the moment when he called Li Jian "Little Aunt".

It's all you.

Shi Fan glared at Albert who was on the side.

Albert was not angry at all when he was angered. Instead, he posted it crookedly and hugged Shi Fan.

"Hot!" Shi Fan disliked, and now they are basking in the sun on the beach.

Although he was disgusted, he didn't make a struggle, letting Albert hug him like a sloth hugging a tree.

Shi Fan asked Li Jian: "Do you need me to come back and take care of you?"

"No, no, it's true that you and Albert have a good vacation. Don't delay your sweet vacation for me."

"Little Jane..." Shi Fan was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."

After Li Jian heard this, she was startled: "How can you say sorry to me? You are not wrong, it is my fault, and I shouldn't hide it from you."

"It's not that, yes, oh, let's not talk about it." Shi Fan was a little angry with himself, and said incoherently, "Anyway, take good care of yourself. When I come back, you haven't recovered, so you just wait for me to deal with you."

"I know, and Mr. Mu also takes good care of me." Li Jian shared happily,

"Afan, you must have fun, don't worry about me, I'm already 20 years old, I'm not that poor little guy who needs your protection every day."

"Well, I know." Shi Fan was disappointed and relieved, with mixed feelings, quite uncomfortable.

"Honey." Albert rubbed against Shi Fan.

"Ok?"

"I thought you were leaving me."

"Fool, fool." Shi Fan took the initiative to kiss Albert's lips.

Over there, Li Jian hung up the phone with a smile on her face.

Li Jian tucked into the quilt again. Yesterday, Mr. Mu said that he could sleep until 08:30, but now it's only 07:30 and less than forty, and he can still sleep well for a while.

But just as Li Jian closed her eyes, the phone rang happily again. Li Jian thought that Shi Fan had something to explain, so she hurriedly brought it over.

However, the number displayed on the mobile phone is a number that has no name saved, but Li Jian can recite a number without losing it. It is unfamiliar but very familiar. It is familiar but can't make a call for a year. They haven't seen each other for a long time. After contacting, they seem to have forgotten each other in a certain corner of time, but in fact they are the two closest people in the world in terms of blood.

He took a deep breath, as if he was frozen, even the hopeful sunshine in the morning was cold, and he dared to slide to answer slowly after a while.

"Hey."

On the other end of the phone, there was a gentle female voice, very sweet, elegant and beautiful, as if she was only twenty-eight years old.

"Hey, Mom."

Li Jian responded lightly.