As soon as Ye Wenzhong drove out of the community, he braked violently before he even got on the straight road. The harsh brakeman attracted more people to look at him. Those who didn't know thought it was a car accident.
Ye Wenzhong immediately jumped down in a hurry after braked the car. Target! A flower shop not far from the entrance of the community.
"Boss, boss! Come and get the flowers!" Ye Wenzhong, who had a loud voice before entering the store, started shouting.
"Oh...Isn't this Brother Ye? Buy flowers. What kind of flowers do you want? Who should I give it to? It's for Sister Yang Ping. Haha, I'll introduce it to you..." The owner of the flower shop is a thirty-year-old in her thirties.
A divorced single woman was just taking several female clerks in the store to sort flowers together. Suddenly, she heard a sharp brake sound at the door of the store, and a strong man rushed in. At first, the few people were shocked, and then
After seeing clearly that the person who came was an old acquaintance in the community, Ye Wenzhong smiled. This heroic man had such a big deal to buy a flower.
"No, no, I'll do it myself, you're busy with yours." Ye Wenzhong squatted on the ground and started to select his favorite flowers from the vase of flowers. He drew out six or seven flowers in three or two.
He held it in his hand. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and threw it directly on the bar. He turned around and was about to go out. Unexpectedly, he had just taken a step and glanced at a crystal clear flower stand on the side.
He was very satisfied with the high-legged crystal glass vase, soft and generous lines and the base that shone like black gems. He took out another hundred dollars from his pocket, turned around and threw it on the bar, grabbed the vase and stepped out.
Go to the door.
"Brother Ye, I have too much money, I'll ask you for money!..." The flower shop owner and a few little girls were very surprised. Seeing Ye Wenzhong leaving the money and leaving, the boss lady remembered to find money. In fact, Ye Wenzhong
The flowers I bought were less than 100 yuan with the vase. Influenced by Ye Wenzhong, the beautiful boss lady also hurriedly started to grab money from the bar drawer to prepare to find Ye Wenzhong...
"No need, my wife is cooking at home, rushing home for a romantic time, time doesn't wait for anyone..." Jumping into the car that didn't turn off, Ye Wenzhong said while driving in the gears and rushing back, waiting for the flower shop owner to chase after him.
But I couldn't see the taillights of Wen Zhong's car at night.
"Sister Nana, this is the first time I have seen a flower buyer like this. I thought it was a robbery just now, haha." A female clerk said to the boss lady who was stunned at the door of the store and looked at the road. Several other small people
The girls also gathered at the door of the store and looked at the red car that was rushing into the community and laughing in a giggle.
"Go, what do you know? This is a real man!" Listening to the clerk's teasing, the female boss of the beautiful flower shop then withdrew her chasing look and smiled slightly. She turned around and turned around and turned around and left with a white look.
When I entered the flower shop, I looked down and saw a few bright red spots on the snow-white floor tiles, which were particularly dazzling.
"We are women. If someone can treat themselves like this in this life, it will be worth it..." Looking at Ye Wenzhong on the ground, he was rushing to grab flowers just now, and the spikes of roses cut through his palm and dripped on his face.
The two drops of red blood on the ground, the female owner of the flower shop was stunned and murmured. Several female clerks first noticed the abnormality of the boss's wife. After they figured out the situation, they stood there silently.
I stared blankly at the bright red spots on the ground, thinking about something...
Ye Wenzhong is a bold and unrestrained man on the surface, but in fact he knows more about romance than his son. This kind of man's gentleness is only for those who understand him...
When he returned to the downstairs, Ye Wenzhong deliberately slowed down the speed of the car, parked the car quietly, grabbed the flowers and vases, tiptoed to open the door, put the flowers in the vase, and quietly ran to the bathroom.
He filled the vase with a little water. He carefully placed it on the table in the living room, then turned around and went to the storage room to take out the things he had just found.
Those were a few simple candles prepared by the home for power outage.
Almost all the beautiful tea sets in the house were taken over by Ye Wenzhong and placed them carefully in various parts of the living room. After a while of busyness, Ye Wenzhong finally nodded with satisfaction. Go back to his room and open the wardrobe to get it.
I started changing a set of clothes...
Yang Ping, who was closing the kitchen door, was cooking. Suddenly, through the frosted kitchen glass, he saw that the lights in the living room were all turned off. He thought it was a fuse burning, but when he saw that the lights in the kitchen were still on, he didn't care.
, I guess the light bulb was broken, so Ye Wenzhong would definitely deal with it, so he didn't take it in his heart.
She hummed a little song gently and began to place the accessories on the dining plate, a few purple phalaenopsis and a little emerald green vegetables as the decorations, making the entire dining plate used to hold the steak look like
Very tasteful and of class.
She put it very carefully, and cared about every detail. She cared about the position and direction of the petals, and the water droplets on the vegetables and flowers. She fiddled with everything so carefully, for fear that there was something not yet perfect.
And the perfect place, this is a dinner for her husband, everything must be perfect. Yang Ping, who was humming a little tune, smiled and made the dinner at her hand, but there was a flash of tears in the corner of her eyes, because she knew that such an opportunity
Not much, my husband is a rough man and has never been romantic. This may be the last time, let’s make all of this my best memory!
Suddenly, Yang Ping felt that her eyes were about to be filled with tears. She raised her hand gently to wipe off the pearls that were about to be broken, but unconsciously dripped them on the Phalaenopsis on the plate.
On the flowers, crystal clear tears dripped and then spread out. The moment of the orchid beauty made people suffocate, Yang Pingyue still hummed a sweet little song in her mouth and smiled quietly. She tried not to let her voice sobbed.
It's so hard to leave, even though it's all...
Time passed by minute by minute, and the lights in the living room were still not on.
"Husband, have the light bulb changed yet? It's time to start a meal." He gently patted his cheeks and changed into a sweet and strong smile, just like when she was a child when she was facing cruel training. He picked it up carefully
Yang Ping gently kicked the kitchen door with her toes...
"…………………loveing you…” A gentle female music came from the living room, faint, lazy, with a hint of hoarse and high-pitched dolphin sound, this is Yang Ping's favorite
That classic English love song "loveing you"...
One...two...three...the living room slowly lit up, and the temporary candles flashed with their gentle and strong light. As the flames flickered, the whole familiar living room became hazy.
The falling candle tears of the flames are like crying for the life and love that are about to be disillusioned...
On the marble table in the living room is a noble crystal glass vase, beautiful red roses, elegant white roses, and warm yellow roses. Seven or eight roses are randomly inserted into the vase, and bright water is shining on the petals.
Beads, against the backdrop of candlelight, shine like diamonds, and the faint fragrance of roses floats warmly and strongly in the living room...
A black suit with a white and bright Italian shirt, Ye Wenzhong casually tied a black bow tie, which was quite gentlemanly. He stood by the table with a modest smile, waiting quietly
His wife...
The candlelight swayed, and the music on the record player kept playing. Yang Ping, who walked out of the kitchen with two steaks, stared blankly at everything in front of her. She was shocked...
Ye Wenzhong adjusted his pace, stepped forward firmly and vigorously, took the exquisite dinner from Yang Ping's hand, turned around and placed it on the table first.
He turned around as casually as he was in the army, then leaned his back with one hand and slightly owed his other hand...
"My beautiful wife, are you willing to have dinner with me...?" A generous voice sounded in Yang Ping's ears. Ye Wenzhong took his mature voice and gentle to himself with a unique mature voice of his age.
The wife said.
"Ye Wenzhong! You are the stupidest in the world! The stupidest! The biggest rude man!" Yang Ping cursed with a sob. The tears of incompetence could no longer be hidden. Qianqian's hands were tightly covering her mouth
Yang Ping tried hard not to cry out loud.
Finally, she knew why she fell in love with this Chinese man. Her husband was definitely not a rude man who was ignorant of the charm, but the most romantic man in the world. He only treated him with this romance.
Bloomed this time...
But this time, Yang Ping felt that she was dead without regrets...
There were faint bloodstains on the hand that Ye Wenzhong poked forward. Of course, Yang Ping knew how these scars were caused. She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and bowed slightly with noble behavior.
"My respected husband, please allow your wife to change a matching dress for the romantic night you prepared. Please wait..." With a deep gift, Yang Ping took two steps back, and then
Turning around and returning to his room.
Ye Wenzhong stood there and watched Yang Ping's light figure flash into the bedroom. It seemed that it took some time to dress up. In fact, what Ye Wenzhong was most worried about was whether Yang Ping would hide in the room and cry in emotion.
One or two hours. Then, wouldn’t I have been standing here and I have all the spider webs hung up? I am not young anymore, so I can’t bend over and stretch my hands like this! Maybe my son can hold on for an hour or two.
If you do this yourself, you will be able to get up tomorrow morning without lumbar muscle strain.
Sitting on the chair, Ye Wenzhong slowly sniffed the scent of the steak and smiled. It seemed that he was still not old. If he didn't take action, he would take it down for his wife on the spot as soon as he took action...
"The 'Five Waves Mantra' summarized by my son is still very useful, huh! It's worthy of being my son, I'm better than my elders! It seems that you don't need to be a heart-warming thing to find a daughter-in-law in the future! Hahaha..." Open the table
Ye Wenzhong smiled heartily, poured himself a cup first, pretended to shake and smell it, and squirted it slightly, squirted his lips and took a sip...
"It tastes pretty good! Hehe, it's very suitable for making poisonous wine!" He raised his head and drank the red agate-colored wine, and a drop of tears slid down his cheeks!
(6600 words! Coke smoked several cigarettes when he wrote this chapter, and I couldn't cause any regrets anymore. I really wanted to write such chapters from the bottom of my heart. However, due to the constraints of writing style, it may not be as good as expected.
This chapter took 1 hour and 37 minutes, and was completed in one go, without any modifications, and no chapters were divided. Just treat it as presenting a complete picture to all readers. Coke has always wanted to write the role of Ye Wenzhong well, because the prototype of this role is me
My father, a strong man, but my father may not understand anything romantic, so Coke arranged this paragraph in the book, which can be regarded as a memory of the past for my father! I still miss the past for him before I was born
, The person who almost became my mother... It's the same old saying: Coke's books have feelings and righteousness, blood and tears.)