Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

wake up.

Woke up without warning.

It was an alarm clock that had been set by the bed. At seven forty-five, the bell rang on time.

"Dingle bells ringing - jingle bells ringing - jingle bells ringing -"

Like a ruthless and cruel executioner, smashing the dream to pieces, pulling people back to reality and waking them up again.

The person lying on the bed opened his eyes.

As if in a daze, he didn't move.

The dark eyes were fixedly staring ahead.

He seemed to be in a trance.

The alarm clock dinged for a minute and then stopped.

The huge room soon became dead silent without the sound of the alarm clock.

It was so quiet, even more disturbing than when he was sleeping.

It's confusing.

On the bed, the man who was always punctual and calm did not get up today for some unknown reason.

Lying quietly on the bed, he slowly raised his hand on his side.

Probably because he was lost in thought, he stared calmly ahead, moving very slowly.

Slowly, like a ninety-year-old man, he touched his own ears bit by bit.

When you touch it, you can still feel the residual warmth at the tip of the ear.

The temperature is still lingering there, unwilling to leave.

He was very quiet and slowly lowered his eyelashes.

My thoughts are very light and my emotions are completely unclear.

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Not long after, Uncle Wang came in.

Before she could say anything, she found her husband standing quietly in front of the large balcony with bare feet.

The curtains were opened, and the rich fragrance of flowers drifted in.

The gentleman, who usually likes light and not strong aroma, seemed to have not smelled the strong aroma at this time, standing there with a cane.

Quietly looking at the vast sea of ​​delicate and fiery red flowers outside, without saying a word and not knowing what he was looking at.

Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment and walked over.

"Sir, breakfast is ready. Would you like some?"

A noble and elegant man, his warm white face reflects the warm and shallow sunshine outside, and the outline of his profile is very soft.

He didn't look at Uncle Wang. His long eyelashes moved, and his clear eyes fell on the sea of ​​roses outside.

Like a benevolent and noble god, even his words are soft, very soft, almost nothing.

He asked gently: "Did they take action?"

A vague sentence that didn’t name anything clearly.

Uncle Wang was also stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses when he saw his gaze.

He bowed slightly, "Yes, sir, I asked the gardener to start transplanting those roses this morning."

"But...because of the large number and the fact that these flowers are relatively delicate and difficult to do a lot of work, it may take some time to remove them all."

"By the way, speaking of it, before he left this morning, the young gentleman said that these flowers were beautiful and that he liked them very much. He also said that if he could, he would pay a high price to buy them——"

"Make them stop."

The gentle and elegant man interrupted him.

His tone was very calm, and his calm gaze kept falling on the sea of ​​gorgeous flowers outside, not knowing what he was looking at.

"..." Uncle Wang was stunned again, "You mean...don't leave these flowers alone?"

The man stared outside quietly and hummed.

The extremely dark eyes have very light emotions, so light that they can't be seen clearly.

It's impossible to fathom his thoughts.

Uncle Wang bent down slightly and did not ask any more questions.

He said yes and quickly went out.

It seems that they want to urgently stop those who are destroying the sea of ​​flowers.