"Sir! Be careful!" A cry came from the roadside, followed by the sound of a sudden brake. Dongfang He fell to the ground.
It was frightening to see such a big man fall in the rain.
"Sir! Sir! Are you okay?!" The driver hurriedly got out of the car and ran to Dongfang He. He stretched out his hand to help him up. "Are you injured anywhere?"
When he saw that the person he bumped into was Dongfang He, the man trembled with fright.
"He...Master He? Why is it yours? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I..."
Dongfang He didn't know whether he was injured or not. He pushed away the man who bumped into him and helped him up. He continued to walk inside numbly. He didn't know what to do. He only knew that he wanted to go that way.
Go down.
We heard that Yan Yankuan went to the Eastern Group early in the morning. He has not come out yet.
I guess this big tree is really going to fall."
"What's wrong with Master He? Why do you look so decadent and abnormal?"
"What else could be the reason? Dongfang Group must be going bankrupt. Think about it, the second master is in jail, and Dongfang Qingen's reputation has been ruined. The third master is another lunatic who does not do his job properly.
"Where's Miss Luo who was in the Kyoto Times?"
The words behind him were densely packed, but not a single word could reach Dongfang He's ears.
"When the tree falls, the foxes and the grandchildren are scattered. When we look back, this big family will be in pieces. It's really pitiful."
"Yes, except for Dongfang Songnian back then and the old man who was a figure of the generation, no one else can support this big family."
The decoration style of this flower shop is very unique. At first glance, it looks like heaven in the clouds. Beautiful and warm.
Unconsciously, Dongfang He walked over there, staring at the bunches of flowers placed outside the door in a daze. When he was young, Dongfang Songnian, although he had a carefree temper, also loved arranging flowers.
The look in his eyes now gradually became mysterious. Looking over, Dongfang Songnian appeared again. She was walking forward, with someone following her.
They walked quickly because it was raining, and then ran into a flower shop.
And the bunches in front of her are all types that she would appreciate and like.
"Sir, do you want to buy flowers?" One of the people who had just walked in walked out, "Buy these flowers and put them in the room. They are very healing."
She also built a sunny greenhouse filled with all kinds of flowers.
Whenever she had time, she would match and arrange various flowers. She always thought it was beautiful and would often look at it in a daze.
"It needs sunshine, it needs air. It needs to stay in the most beautiful environment."
The man's expression became even more stunned, because she had also heard this from someone else.
"Putting flowers in a room is a kind of imprisonment and deprivation."
The man was stunned for a long time before saying "ah".
"..."
The woman seriously feels that she and this man are not on the same plane.
"Sir, you are so funny." The woman said, "As for the flower, if someone appreciates it, that is its greatest value."
"Put it at the highest place, and more people will appreciate it."
"ah?"
"She likes flowers very much and likes to put them in a free space. They can grow freely and let her show her true nature..."
"Your knowledge of flowers is really high."
"Someone has a very high level of awareness."
The woman: "..."
"Have you fallen in love?"
Speaking of this, Dongfang He's eyes dimmed a bit.
"I just don't know if she knows that I miss her too."
Turning around, he left.
The woman stared at him for a while, then walked into the flower room. Then she went up to the second floor. There was a woman there, wearing a veil on her face. She had just taken off a low-brimmed hat on her head.
"I just can't find her. I'm trying my best to find her." But the vast sea of people is confusing and confusing, like a bottomless pit with no end.
Thinking about it, Dongfang He's heart felt empty.
When the veil is taken off, the left face is criss-crossed, and the right face is also criss-crossed.
It looks quite scary.
If you look at her appearance, it can be seen that she is definitely a very beautiful person. She is extremely graceful.
But…
"A person came to our store just now. It's really strange."
The woman sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window did not make a sound. She just looked outside quietly...
She was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, holding a cup of slightly bitter coffee that had just been brewed in her hands. She was staring out the window in a daze.
"Miss Ji." The person who hurried upstairs said.
Only then did Ji Yimei come back to her senses, her eyes darkened. "I don't know, I just suddenly felt a little pain in my heart..."
As for why she felt some pain suddenly, she couldn't explain it herself.
"Miss Ji." The woman who went upstairs said again. "What are you thinking about?"
She also stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took a look, and saw the middle-aged man who had just said a bunch of inexplicable words and then left.
"It's not a pain." Ji Yimei said. "I...can't tell. Maybe I just feel unwell."
"Oh..." The female leader glanced at her hesitantly and then said, "Did you know? There was someone in our store just now... um... someone who has the same idea as you."
It is completely different from the emptiness of the past twenty years or so.
"Ah? My heart hurts? Do I need to go to the hospital?"
Ji Yimei was surprised. "Really?"
"Yes. We have been selling flowers for so many years. This is the first time I have met someone who is so close to your thoughts. It's just a pity that you haven't gone downstairs. If you went downstairs, you would definitely see him.
…”
Ji Yimei raised her head. "Huh?"
"He also said that flowers are free and beautiful. They should not be locked up in a room and restrained. They have their own world."
It looks scary.
She couldn't accept it herself. She never looked in the mirror, let alone appeared in front of everyone.
Before she finished speaking, the woman who spoke was already a little panicked and hit her mouth with her hand. "Look at me! Look at me, what are you talking about?"
Ji Yimei's face is covered with scars...
She also chose this name for herself. Because she lost her memory and couldn't remember it. In addition, her face was ruined. She felt that her experience must not be good.
but…
What she will do every day is stay here, arranging flowers. Watching those works being bought by customers one after another...
"It doesn't matter." Ji Yimei said calmly.
She also felt that there must be something beautiful.
So, she gave herself a name, Ji Yimei.
"Oh." The woman said nothing more, just turned around and walked downstairs. But the further she went downstairs, the deeper her gaze became.