MTL - Close to You-Chapter 107

The bouquet of flowers was in mid-air, and the longer the delay, the heavier it seemed. Lorraine Yuan's elbows were tired, and his heart also became sour.

Yu Han, who was a step away from him, had an unclear expression, neither happy nor offended, it could be said to be calm and strange, this kind of reaction is not far from Lorraine in the imagination.

He thought that Yu Han might take it or sneer, and he would be sad or sad according to the reaction of the other party.

Yu Han did not pick up the flowers, and asked instead, "Why do you want to send me flowers?"

Not waiting for him to answer, he added: "Oh yes, I will give it to the parents who do the best handicraft."

He raised his hand to take the flowers from Lorraine Yuan's hand, the bouquet was pulled from Lorraine Yuan's palm, and the end of the wrapping paper was on his index finger Hooked it down, which made him feel a sense of loss.

It's not, it shouldn't be. He pursed his lips and frowned, and let others see it, thinking that he was reluctant to send flowers, and he was reluctant. Yu Han grabbed the bunch of flowers and was quiet for a while, as if waiting for him to speak, but before he could, he nodded lightly: "Thank you, is there anything else?"

Lorraine shook his head speechlessly, watching Yu Han walk out. He stared, feeling that things were not quite what he wanted. He went to pick up the water listlessly and watered all the flowers in the office.

Because of inattentiveness, water splashed on the ground, a wet piece. When I came back to my senses, the footprints of the slippers were all over the office. He bought flowers for many days, and he came to work with a bunch every day.

Other teachers asked him who to send, but he didn't answer at all. The office is full of flowers, and they are reluctant to throw them away and keep them all.

The person who was waiting finally came when I bought the welcome spring flowers. Luo Linyuan put the kettle aside, squatted in front of the gardenia, carefully rubbed the petals, and said to himself: "Actually, these flowers are all my thoughts, is it too obscure? So you don't know. "

The flower language of gardenias, strong and eternal love, pink calla lilies, love you forever, welcome spring flowers, love each other forever, the object of flowers, who you are the person I like.

It's not Yu Han, do you like it, but I like you, Yu Han.

Luo Linyuan pressed the corner of his eye with the back of his hand. After squatting for a long time, he thought of getting up, his leg was numb, he bent down and patted the soreness with his hand calf: "It's okay, come on next time." He encouraged himself.

Yu Han who took the flowers was not as calm as Luo Linyuan thought. He held the bunch of flowers in both hands and stood outside the principal's office for a long time , frowning in embarrassment, not knowing what to do with this flower.

I said I wanted to send it to my parents, but I was afraid of being as affectionate as yesterday. Since Lorraine Yuan said that this is a reward, why bother to add any special meaning to this flower.

Hold the flowers back to the classroom, Taro Yuan straightened her waist, watched Dad open his mouth into a small O, waited for Yu Han to sit down, and reached for the flowers smell it. Yu Han removed the flower: "Draw your picture."

Taro Ball: "Flower, fragrant! Dad, I want too!"

Yu Han: "This is Dad's flower."

Taro round flat mouth: "Stingy!"

Yu Han: "You are already a three-year-old child. It's time to learn what you want and buy it yourself."

Taro Balls: "Dad... You, as an adult, even robbed me of candy."

Yu Han turned a deaf ear, just took the flower and looked over and over, the taro ball was next to the physical sketch, and finally a large yellow flower was formed, which was smashed in that booth.

When I got home in the evening, my aunt saw that my husband went out and came back with flowers, so she wanted to find a glass bottle to pack it.

Yu Han said: "Take out the bottle I bought on a business trip to Italy last year."

Auntie gasped: "Isn't that expensive?"

Yu Han: "It's worth it."

I don’t know if it’s the person who sent the flowers or the flowers.

I don't know if Yu Han is happy, but Han Zhui is not too happy anyway. He was just downstairs in the hotel lobby, and he hooked up with a hot beauty who came to visit C city, gave the room number, and the beauty delivered to the door.

Five minutes before I started, I took off most of my clothes and the doorbell rang.

& nbsp; I know you're in there." It was as if he had come to catch an adulterer, disturbing him for a good thing.

The beauty pushed Han Chai away and tied her underwear straps: "What are you doing!"

Han Zhui put his hands together: "I'm sorry, beauty, you go back to your room first."

The beauty didn't want to leave, but was ordered to evict her. She rolled her eyes and opened the door angrily, almost colliding with Lorraine Yuan.

Lorraine Yuan, who was making a fuss outside, was stinking with alcohol. When he saw a woman rushing out of Han Zhui's room, he was so frightened that he started hiccups.

The beautiful woman glared at him, but because she could see his face clearly, she was reluctant to scold him, and she just spit out a kind of "neuropathy" ".

Han Zhui put on his clothes and walked out, carefully guarding his hair that was caught by the beauty just now.

He really didn't understand why women like to tuck their hair so much when they are passionate.

Every time he was frightened by this, if one day he was bald, he would not have the face to go around the world.

Lorraine Yuan was still foolishly hiccupping in the corridor, twitching her small body, looking at the beautiful woman who had left, and then looking at Han Zhui: "You, hiccup , You've only been back for a **** day."

Han Chai leaned against the door with a dashing posture, smiled and said, "If you have something to say, get out."

Lorraine's mouth droops down: "What you say is useless..."

Han Chai saw him drinking and sighed, "You really put him to sleep?"

Luo Lin Yuan squeezed Han Chai away and walked in: "What are you talking about, didn't you ask me to coax him?"

Han Zhui: "So, how did you coax."

Luo Linyuan told him about sending flowers, Han Zhui listened carefully: "Did you say why you send flowers?"

Lorraine thought about it for a while, but he really didn't. He said, "How could he believe my excuse, it's so fake."

Han Zhui: "Why don't you believe it, isn't your office like a flower shop, there are flowers everywhere, giving people things, the most fear is that there are too many, You only give him a small part, it seems insincere, just follow the hand."

Lorraine was in a hurry: "He should know the meaning of flowers!"

Han Zhui: "What do you mean."

Lorraine Yuan: "That's the Spring Flower!"

Han Zhui: "What is this secret code that I don't know?"

Lorraine is far from wanting to say, how can I say such love words.

That was when he was seventeen years old, young and frivolous, but the love words that his mind said to Yu Han, now he blushes when he thinks about it, he can't say it. It was Yu Han's secret with him.

Han Zhui saw that he hesitated for a long time without saying a word, and sighed: "You just give him sunflowers."

Lorraine Yuan was startled: "Why?"

Han Zhui: "Xiang~ri~ah." His tone was long and nonchalant.

Luo Linyuan felt that he had come here on purpose and asked Han Zhui to be a sand sculpture. Think with your lower body.

Han Zhui said, "You're still drinking, you're so drunk, you're still using alcohol to relieve your worries when you're in a relationship?"

Lorraine Yuan: "Wine strengthens the courage."

Han Zhui raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do, you're promising, do you want to..." Go to his house?

Lorraine Yuan: "I'm going to call him."

Han Zhui: "..." Get out, get out, you're an annoying coward all day long.

Lorraine Yuan also stopped by and asked him if he was missing anything, and the intermediary found it for him, and he could see the house immediately.

Han Zhui impatiently touched the cigarette and chased people away: "I don't lack anything, you hurry up, let me see the room for yourself, you can chase your man with peace of mind."

Lorraine had a long-term view of his temper, thinking that it was because he had just broken Han Zhui's good deeds, and Han Zhui would settle accounts after drinking, so he rolled quickly.

Han Zhui closed the door, probably because of his **** and anger. In the middle of the night, where should he go to find another woman?

Pushing open the balcony and wearing it on the ground, he walked out, intending to blow a cigarette. When I came out, I found that the design of this hotel is very good, and there is also a balcony on the side, which is not far away.

The residents next to her were also very leisurely and elegant. There was a glass of red wine and an ashtray on the transparent table, and half a lady's cigarette was extinguished. There is also a faint scent of perfume in the air, which is very tempting if it seems to be absent.

Han Zhui was biting his cigarette, squinting at the floor-to-ceiling windows of that room, when a hand happened to lift the curtain, his skin was very white.

The man came out, his height was too high for a woman, and his skeleton was too big. Her hair was not too long, and she was wearing a black nightgown, which was snug and silky, and outlined the rounded lines of her hips.

Han Chai was preconceived and thought it was a woman.

After all, smoking a lady's cigarette, when the man leaned over to grab a wine glass, the nightgown opened a little, revealing a flat chest.

It was a man, Han Zhui sighed in disappointment, the man heard it and looked this way.

& nbsp; The taste of wine constitutes a quite impactful picture.

Han Zhui felt that the fire that had not subsided suddenly rose up, burning in his lower abdomen, accumulating a ball.

Men are happy.

The man felt the aggressiveness of Han Zhui's eyes and was not very happy: "What are you looking at?"

Han Zhui reached out and touched his lower lip: "This color suits you very well."

The man wiped it with the back of his hand, saw the lipstick, and his expression became vivid, shy and annoyed.

At this time, a female voice came from the room: "Master Guan, I'm done."

The man hurried into the room without looking back. Han Chai leaned on the armrest and looked up at the sky. The moonlight is very beautiful tonight, but unfortunately everyone else is in pairs, and he is the only one who sees this beauty.

Lorraine went down to the hotel lobby, and called Yu Han before drinking.

He leaned on the leather sofa in the lobby, fingernails on the edge, waiting to be connected, a heart soaked in wine kept bubbling, when he heard Yu Han At the moment of the voice, the wine became lemon juice, sour, and anxiety became grievance.

Yu Han: "Hello."

Lorraine far sullen: "Hello."

Yu Han's voice echoed a little, and there was also the sound of water, which seemed to be covered in hot flashes in the bathroom: "What's the matter?"

Lorraine guessed that he was taking a bath, or that his body was even hotter after washing: "Is there anything I can do to call you?"

Luo Xiaoluo borrowed wine to go crazy, and asked Yu Han for a while: "What's wrong with you?"

Lorraine Yuan: "Don't you like flowers?"

Yu Han: “…”

Lorraine Yuan: "Do you like sunflowers? Will I send you sunflowers?"

Yu Han: "Why did you send me flowers this time? Because I brought my children well?"

Lorraine Far: "No."

Yu Han: "Huh?"

His questioning voice had a nasal tone, which was Lorraine Yuan's favorite, but it was such a hateful indifference, he said: "It must be Is there a reason to send you flowers?"

Yu Han: "Yes."

Luo Lin Yuan was blocked by him, he heard Yu Han ask word by word: "So why did you send me flowers?"

Lorraine Yuan's hot face was next to the leather sofa, a line of warm water dripped from his eyes and cheeks onto the sofa, his throat was tight and trembling "Because you are spring, always have been."