The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Perhaps it was neglected by the florist. It has not been pruned and can grow freely by itself.

Like a gentle and quiet woman from the south of the Yangtze River, her beauty is pure and elegant, and she is also pitiful.

The cool breath, the beautiful pure white petals,

It was spotlessly clean and beautiful.

Su Jinsheng watched quietly for a while, then looked at him again.

at last,

She sighed, turned and went into the flower shop.

soon,

The flower shop's wind chime rang,

A bouquet of pure white and beautiful white flowers was delivered to the man, with a gentle tone,

"For you, I hope Ah Li can... be happy every day."

"..." Gu Li's eyelashes trembled.

for a moment,

His eyes were red.

Staring at the bunch of flowers without blinking, like a child who got a small candy,

The faint and dim light in his eyes finally became cautiously warm.

"Give it to me?"

His dry voice trembled,

It seemed flattered and pleasantly surprised.

"Well, here it is for you."

"A Li, no matter where you are, you should be happy, okay?"

The girl's voice was extraordinarily gentle, and she said every word seriously,

It seems that everything has returned to the original point.

Gu Li's eyes were red and his fingers trembled slightly.

As if he was handling some fragile porcelain, he took the bouquet of white flowers carefully, with the corners of his lips curled up in joy.

Finally got a candy child,

Holding it in both hands, the eyes are full of bright and trembling light.

With red eyes, he gently touched the petals of the white flowers,

As if he was afraid of breaking it, he quickly withdrew his hand,

The corners of the lips are curved, and the smile is extraordinarily gentle.

"Well, be happy."

Today, he received a bouquet of flowers...

The man stared at the white flower without blinking, and there was a bit of contented joy on his slumped side face.

He is holding the flowers gently, and the cherished appearance looks very distressing.

Su Jinsheng looked at him, opened his mouth, and was about to continue to say something.

only,

The man suddenly looked at her with red eyes.

His lips curled up and he smiled brightly,

Holding her own white flowers carefully, she said softly,

"I received flowers~"

"Very happy~"

"In the future, I will take care of it."

His eyebrows were flying, and he seemed really happy.

Looking at her eyes, still gentle,

But it seemed that something finally dissipated and became peaceful.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bent his lips and turned around,

Like a fool, holding flowers, bouncing along the street,

And sang softly.

The evening sun still remains,

It shone on him, but invisibly, it gave him a little more warmth.

Su Jinsheng stood quietly on the spot, looking at his back with dazed eyes.

The man's footsteps are merry,

Soon, they turned to the corner of the street.

The moment the figure is about to disappear on the other side,

He stopped suddenly and turned to look at her.

The distance between the two was nearly a hundred meters.

Even though there are people coming and going in the middle, they still seem to be very close.

A man holds a white flower and looks at her,

Bend your lips softly, open your mouth softly,

The voice is very small, it seems to be talking to her, and it seems that it is just saying to myself,

"I... will be happy."

So, you have to be happy too, you know?

at sunset,

The long figure of the man is elongated and softly outlined.

Holding the white flower tightly in my hand,

His brows and eyes are as warm as jade, and his face is gentle.

noisy street,

He stood like a warm yellow oil painting, smiling softly, so elegant that people couldn't move their eyes.

The white flowers in my hands, held like treasures,

It seemed to be saying goodbye to her, and it seemed to be blessing her.