rose memory

"Meng Xian was kidnapped?"

Shen Xing looked into Luo Fu's eyes, and for some reason, he asked, "He will be fine, right? You know who it is, right?"

Luo Fu was stunned for a second, then smiled: "Sure enough, no wonder Meng Xian said you are different from others."

"You..." Shen Xing didn't ask what the "different" was, but said, "Who is that? Where can we find him?"

"Song Yuan, go to [there is a flower shop]."

"Have……"

Luo Fu raised his hand and showed him the text message sent by Song Yuan on his mobile phone: "Don't ask, the name of the flower shop is [There is a flower shop]."

"..."

Luo Fu suddenly became serious, his eyes swept over Shen Xing from top to bottom, and said, "Are you sure you want to follow?"

Shen Xing didn't know why, he hesitated for a while before saying, "Definitely."

Luo Fu seemed to have made up his mind, and said: "OK"

Then let Meng Xian make the choice.

At the entrance of the flower shop, Duan Ting stopped and looked at Song Yuan as if facing an enemy. When she saw the unconscious Meng Xian behind Song Yuan, she was so frightened that the scissors in her hand fell to the ground.

Duan Ting stopped: "You, hello, may I ask?"

Song Yuan smiled, if you ignore the woman who came from the back who is not friendly at first glance, but it can be said that it is harmless to humans and animals, which makes people feel very fond of it.

"Duan Ting stopped?" Song Yuan asked.

"..." Duan Tingting not only did not relax her vigilance, but was even more vigilant because of this person who somehow knew her name.

She didn't say a word, she just stared at Meng Xian on the woman.

Song Yuan's complexion sank, and he lost the gentleness he had just said, and he grinned strangely.

"Is that a yellow rose?" Song Yuan said.

Meng Xian's eyelashes trembled slightly beside the woman, but no one noticed.

Duan Tingting: "!!!" Duan Tingting stared at the other person's dark eyes, and felt as if a chill came over him. He shook hands and said, "What do you want to do? That's what Brother Xian brought. Yes, none of you can touch."

"Then can Shen Xing do it?" Song Yuan asked coldly.

Duan Ting paused for a moment, and almost blurted out "Who is Shen Xing?" She braked in time, stepped on the accelerator slowly, and dealt with the other party cautiously: "None of your business!"

Song Yuan who heard this sentence again: "..."

The woman who had been standing behind without speaking said, "We came here to wait for someone, nothing else."

"Who are you waiting for? Before that, shouldn't you explain why my Brother Xian is with you?"

Duan Ting stopped being afraid. In broad daylight, she didn't believe that these two people could stab her with a single knife. Instead of being afraid of being a soft persimmon, it's better to just be a little bit. The most important thing now is why Brother Xian fainted and is still in this gang hand.

"No hurry." The woman patted Song Yuan on the shoulder, but she didn't know who she was speaking to.

"Can I have a seat? It's tiring to stand all the time," the woman said again.

Duan Ting stopped seeing that there was no news, so she raised her hand coldly: "The tea room on the second floor, please come."

"Thank you." The woman said.

Duan Ting stopped to glance at her, the woman's conversation gave her a strange sense of etiquette, not very orthodox, but better than ordinary people.

"Do you give yellow roses every day?" Song Yuan's stiff voice was particularly strange in the quiet tea room.

Duan Ting paused to think about it for a few seconds, and felt that this could be said, so she pretended to be careless and said: "Of course."

Another weird silence.

"Aren't you curious, why did Meng Xian do this?" Song Yuan asked.

Song Yuan's technique of sowing discord seems to be not very good.

Duan Ting sneered, "Oh, I'm not curious at all."

How can it be!She was almost dying of curiosity. At first she thought that Meng Xian wanted to date her, but after looking up Huang Meigui's flower language and understanding her sexual orientation, she never dared to ask again.

Brother Xian, there must be something on your mind.

Song Yuan: "..."

The corner of Meng Xian's mouth hooked slightly.

He blinked and said suddenly: "Aren't you really curious?"

Duan Ting often loses her mind when she stops talking, especially at this time, no matter how you listen to it, it should be Song Yuan who said it. In this situation, when she heard this, she said quickly: "Of course not... Holy shit! Brother Xian?"

Meng Xian walked up to Duan Tingting at some point, twirled the water glass in front of Duan Tingting, then turned around, and asked leisurely, "What about you? Are you curious?"

Song Yuan didn't speak, but his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm really curious." On the way, Meng Xian saw the woman texting Luo again, and his doubts became even worse.

"What do you want to do? Let me meet Shen Xing? Test whether he will come to save me?" Meng Xian gradually approached, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Meng Xian: "What is a yellow rose? I don't even know it myself, do you know?"

Song Yuan remained silent, but a trace of sweat oozes from his forehead: "..."

Meng Xian raised so many questions, it wasn't because he was frantic and had nothing to say, but he was not sure.

Not sure about Song Yuan's intentions.

If it was just to test his sincerity towards Shen Xing or whether Shen Xing would come, then Song Yuan should have reacted earlier, but now, Song Yuan was obviously more concerned about "Yellow Rose".

What is a "yellow rose"?

Song Yuan knew more than he did.

Meng Xian knew very early on that his memory was missing, but bringing a bouquet of yellow roses there every day was a habit he had since that memory gap. It was a habit, more like nature.

So "Yellow Rose" must be the key for him to regain his memory, and now this person named Song Yuan, Shen Xing's brother in name, knows what "Yellow Rose" is.

This opportunity cannot be passed up.

Meng Xian approached again, and at the same time he did not forget to pick up the water glass, and asked Song Yuan, "What did you put in it just now?"

In fact, he didn't see anything, it was just a test, but it wasn't completely intuitive. When he turned the water glass for the first time, Song Yuan really didn't show any flaws, but the woman behind him was too nervous.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Meng Xian smiled like adding fuel to the fire: "I don't know how to test the water, even if you did something, I don't know."

"What the hell do you mean!"

Did the woman lose her composure and yelled loudly, causing Duan Ting to stop shaking in fright, and leaned back in the chair.

"Song Rushui?" Meng Xian said, "You have taken good care of yourself. Ordinary people can't tell that you are mother and son."

"you……"

Song Rushui was originally a timid person, before she believed that her son could handle it, but now she was reassured that she didn't speak, and Meng Xian panicked if she found out her identity a little bit.

Meng Xian: "I don't mean anything, I just want your son to tell me what a yellow rose is."

Song Rushui: "My son doesn't know!"

Meng Xian: "Does your son know that he knows it himself?"

A burst of melodious music played, Meng Xian looked down and saw that it was his cell phone ringing.

"We're here, and Shen Xing is here too, have you decided yet?"

"What decision?"

"What...it's nothing, which private room are you in? I'll go up and look for you."

Meng Xian decided not to ask further questions, and said, "Tian Shui Jian."

"OK."

Meng Xian hung up the phone and said to the mother and son of the Song family, "Since Shen Xing is here, let's forget about it."

When Shen Xing came in, the private room was strangely silent.

He tentatively asked, "Are you okay?"

On Meng Xian's face, it seemed as if the sky had suddenly broken and the rain had dispersed.

"No."

Shen Xing paused, still didn't know how to answer: "That's good."

Both of them had a tacit understanding and didn't talk about what happened that night.

Song Yuan said hello to Shen Xing, the public did not embarrass Song Yuan when Shen Xing went down, but he was not very happy when he returned.

When Meng Xian saw this scene, he compared it with Shen Xing's caring appearance just now, and couldn't help but brow up with joy.

With a smile on the corners of Meng Xian's eyes, he said to Shen Xing, "I own the flower shop below, do you want to go down and have a look?"

Luo Fu lost his composure for a moment, then hid his worry, and only echoed, "It's quite beautiful, you probably saw it just now, go take a closer look now?"

Seeing that these two people were eager to dismiss him, Shen Xing nodded and went down the stairs without saying anything.

Shen Xing didn't know that this flower shop was so beautiful.

Duan Tingting just caught up with him, and Shen Xing was looking at the yellow rose in the frosted vase.

He looked up and said nothing, Duan Tingting didn't know what happened to Shen Xing, but she also knew that she shouldn't speak.

Time seemed to stand still, and then Duan Ting stopped to see Shen Xing raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the yellow rose.

"Don't touch it!" Duan Ting yelled out loudly: "Except Brother Xian and me, no one is allowed to touch that vase."

After Duan Ting finished speaking, she regretted it, her words were too harsh.

But Shen Xing who was treated like this was not angry, he put down his hands, thinking that it was someone else after all, the master asked you to take a look, and he just let you take a look.

Duan Tingting originally thought that Shen Xing wanted to ask the truth, but Shen Xing didn't say anything about this regulation.

Shen Xing was like a pot of water at 99 degrees Celsius, it didn't boil after all, he stood there alone for an unknown amount of time, before a word escaped from his lips and teeth: "It's very beautiful."

It is a heartfelt, sincere compliment.

Duan Tingting could feel that something was wrong with Shen Xing, but she couldn't tell where it was, so she had to give up.

It took a long time for Meng Xian to come down, and just as Shen Xing was about to speak, Meng Xian knew his question, and walked towards him while talking: "He left through the back door, I know you don't want to see him."

Shen Xing didn't know how to describe what he saw at this moment, when Meng Xian approached, the flowers behind him might have been blown by the wind a few times, and when they swayed slightly, Meng Xian was standing among them.

I don't know how to describe it at all.

Meng Xian didn't know if it was intentional, but when he said those words just now, he was very close to each other. Shen Xing suddenly remembered the state of the other party when they talked close to his ear when they first met.

The whole person is ups and downs.

Shen Xing let out an "um" from his mouth, then didn't know what to say, and said for a long time, "The flowers here are very beautiful."

Meng Xian smiled openly, and asked aggressively, "Really?"

Shen Xing: "Really."

Duan Tingting on the side seemed to have opened up a bit, and hurriedly said: "Brother Shen just said that your yellow roses are beautiful, and I want to take a closer look."

Meng Xian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Then take a look."

Shen Xing saw Meng Xian's hesitation, smiled bitterly, and said, "Forget it, it's a bit late, since you're fine, then I'll go home."

Meng Xian chased them out, but by coincidence, they stopped under that streetlight again.

The twilight is all together, and the lights are just coming on.

Meng Xian made a pun and said, "Do you still remember?"

Shen Xing shook his body, closed his eyes and pretended to be dazzled by the headlights, he covered his eyes and said calmly: "Remember what?"

Meng Xian stared at Shen Xing for a long time, and said, "It's nothing."