Good Morning, Mr. President!

The smile on the bottom of the eyes deepened, and then he spoke again, even his voice was sweet, "You wait for three minutes, no, one minute! I'll get down now."

"Don't worry, take your time. I'll wait for you in area A of the underground parking garage."

Shang Shiyu hung up the phone and ran out of the office like a gust of wind.

CCAV's underground garage is surprisingly large. No one was here at the moment, especially quiet. It's just that the temperature here is wetter and colder than outside. Shang Shiyu rubbed his arms and stood around in area A.

"Businessmen."

A familiar voice came from one direction.

Shang Shiyu looked sideways and saw Tang Wei standing next to the black business car, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand. The underground garage was dimly lit, with only white light on his head. He was standing under the light in a formal suit, with a clean temperament and an elegant posture. It really resembled the prince who came out of the fairy tale.

Shang Shiyu stared at him with a smile on his face. She trot and approached. "I thought you were gone."

"I want to talk to you, so I didn't go so quickly." Tang Wei gave her flowers, her eyes were always on her face, "I passed a flower shop when I came, and I think these are suitable for you."

"Thank you." Shang Shiyu gladly held flowers in her arms. Look down, smell and smell. The elegant fragrance makes people feel refreshed. "What flower is this? I have never seen it before. It is so sweet and beautiful."

"It's called Schumannrow."

"Schumannrow ..." Shang Shiyu said these words gently. "Is there anything special?"

Tang Wei looked at her deeply and nodded, "Yes."

"what is that?"

He didn't reply to her words again, just raised his hand and touched her smiley face, "Shang Shang, don't go to me tonight."

Shang Shiyu froze with a smile on his face. I don't know why, I always feel this sentence is very sad. She held his big palm that fell on her face with one hand. His palm was so cold and cold as if there was no temperature. She clenched tightly. "Aren't you staying at home today?"

"Well. I can't stop it." Tang Wei always smiled. "My grandpa is not well. From today on, I will go back to accompany his elderly man."

"Then ... will he always live with his old man?"

"Well, always."

Shang Shiyu's eyes were a little darker, and the eyelashes were slightly lowered, like whispering: "The toothbrush I bought yesterday will be wasted."

Tang couldn't feel her loss, what he wanted to say, but what seemed to be holding in his throat made him feel bitter and unspeakable.

In the end, he adjusted his mood and smiled and said, "Go up, don't delay you to work."

Shang Shiyu held the flower in one hand, hugged his waist in one hand, and buried his face deeply in his chest.

Tang Wei was surprised.

She drew her hand to her side, and groaned for a moment before finally hugging her gently.

"Tang Wei ..." She whispered his name.

"Ok."

"Can we meet again in the future?" Shang Shiyu suddenly burst into a crying voice. "Why do I think it will be difficult for me to see you in the future?"

Once he walked so quietly. Today, he can still walk smartly and simply.

In her world, he is like a dandelion. She can come and go freely, and if she tries hard, she cannot catch it.

In this relationship, she doesn't have any sense of security. Every day is like walking on thin ice. She is always worried that he will abandon herself again.

After hearing her asking, Tang Wei's chest hurt as if he had been torn. For a long time, but just a slight smile, "I promised you, I want to accompany you to watch the highlights of" Amnesia, "you forgot?

"I didn't forget." Shang Shiyu tightened his waist tighter. "I hope you don't forget!"

"Okay, I don't forget."

For a long time, Shang Shiyu's cell phone rang loudly and it was a work phone.

Tang Wei spoiled her hair, "Go to work, don't delay."

Even if she persisted, she had to let go. With his hand, he pulled the sleeves of his shirt, but in the end, he still loosened it. She looked at him with misty eyes. "I watched you get in the car and watch you go upstairs."

"it is good."

Tang Wei nodded.

Yu Sheng came down from the front and pulled the door open. He subconsciously wanted to help Tang Wei, but Tang Wei reached out and stopped, his hand was pulled back.

After Tang didn't get in the car, Yu Sheng silently took the door with him. He shook his head with Shang Shiyu, only to say hello before he got into the driver's seat.

He didn't stop much and started the car. Behind the window, Tang Wei looked at the sad little face, and his chest was sore and painful. Half a while, Kai Lips: "Let's go."

Yu Sheng stepped on the throttle.

In the rear-view mirror, Shang Shiyu was standing there holding the flower all the time, staring foolishly. It wasn't until their car turned two turns and out of the garage that they could no longer see her. She lonely looked away, stood lonely for a while, and then walked lonely into the elevator.

In my heart, for a while, it was empty and unspeakable.

Holding flowers upstairs, many people sought the look all the way. Ning Mu said, "Wow," "What a beautiful flower!"

Shang Shiyu poured the tea out of the tea cup, took in water, and carefully cultivated the flowers inside.

"What's wrong with you? I've received all the flowers, and I'm still glum. If I were, I would have laughed so hard that I wouldn't shut up."

Shang Shiyu shook her head. "You just called me. Is something wrong?"

"Well. You gave me the original interview with the actress Tong. Last minute!"

"I'll pass it to you now." Shang Shiyu turned on the computer and passed her the file.

Ning Mu said to her as she closed down, "Shangshang, what kind of flowers did Lan Xiao send? It seems rare."

"This flower is called Schumannrow."

"Schumannrow? What is it?"

"I don't know." Shang Shiyu shook his head. After a moment of groaning, I opened the search engine and typed in the words "Schumannrow".

Ning Mu also looked over her head.

"Schumann, according to legend is the flower of the Western Regions. The flower language is eternity and ... parting?" Ning Mu paused in the middle, wondering, "Isn't that farewell?"

Shang Shiyu shook his mouse's hand, shaking violently.

She stared at the words 'eternal and parting', her eyes flushed.

Farewell ...

It turned out to be such a cruel floret.

Ning Mu's attention was also on the screen. She didn't find anything wrong with Shi Yu at the moment, and still murmured, "This young Master Lan is really unique. He actually sent this kind of florid flower. Shi Yu, I told you ... ... "

Ning Mu said, turning her face. Only then did I find the wetness on her face. Ning Mu was surprised for a moment, and she was frightened. She drew a paper towel and wiped the tears on her face. Although the flower language is not good, Mr. Lan has always been a carefree person. Maybe he doesn't know the flower language at all. He just bought it with a good look. "