Chapter 79:

Chapter 79
When the flowers were delivered, Ai Ziyu put down the chopsticks to open the door.
He ordered not to hold flowers, but potted plants, twenty or thirty pots of jasmine, all flourishing and blooming. Ai Ziyu helped the flower grower to move the flowers from the back basin of the van into the living room, and He Zhishu explored it.
"Flower is really good." Ai Ziyu quickly got back from the account. He and the flower farmer contacted for more than a week. Every pot of flowers was carefully read, and there were still more than a dozen pots.
He Zhishu was a bit stunned. He looked at the jasmine flowers in the living room, so many, he had been placed at the foot of the screen of the golden nanmu. The flowers are all open, and the fragrance is filled with the whole room.
He knows that he has come up and the apex has been touched by a very light punch.

Like?
Ai Ziyu smiled and took the hand of He Zhishu:
Although the flowers in our garden have not yet been opened, it is still possible to get a few pots from the house...

"I like it very much," He Zhishu looked at Ai Ziyu. There seemed to be a little wet in his eyes. He gently gave Ai Ziyu a hug in the past: "I am very grateful to you."
No one thought about going to dinner again. They sat down on the sofa, and He Zhishu looked at the flowers with ecstasy. Ai Ziyu silently accompanied him.
"My grandfather was the most like Jasmine when I was there. I remembered that Jasmine was full in the garden." He Zhishu smiled and said to Ai Ziyu, but the sound is more like a mutter: "Jiang Wenxu and The first sentence I said was to ask me how so sweet I was. I still remember that I took him a flower from the next day, afraid that the flowers would not be fragrant, and I would like to have a few flowers on each cluster. Let my grandfather see it.
He Zhishu was the first to talk to Ai Ziyu and Jiang Wenxu in the past, not too much to remember or regret irony, as always, gentle and gentle.
"When that time, Jiang Wenxu was looking for things to be careful, because those who spent his clips were everywhere, and they were not willing to lose. For a long time, our class had a thick floral fragrance, even on Jiang Wenxu's jersey. Yes." He Zhishu hangs, and the lashes are like the side of the butterfly. "When I go home every day, I can smell the flowers from far away, so the steady guidance seems to indicate the direction of the home. At that time... I think this is really the best taste in the world."
The eyes of He Zhishu were somewhat dim, and the bitterness of the voice could not be opened: "But then my grandfather was ill and died, but the garden was ruined in two months. After that, no one in my family would like to go to the flowers."
Ai Ziyu took him into his arms and gently touched the black hair and backbone of He Zhishu, a gesture of comfort.
"Thank you, Ai Ziyu," He Zhishu's tone is light and floating: "I will not forget you... If there is a soul after death, I will smell the flowers to find your little garden and living room, and then keep the door for you." Keep your home safe." At the end of the day, there was a bit of deliberate and easy to laugh.
"I also want to thank myself, I have accumulated luck for a few years to meet you." Ai Ziyu kissed the eyelashes of He Zhishu: "I will love you forever."
Two great things in life - irresistible death and unbearable love. Ai Ziyu suddenly wanted to cry.
Jiang Wenxu has returned to the company, and his work is more serious than before. He does not give himself the opportunity to idle, and he lives in the company. But on every deserted night, sitting alone in a large leather seat looking at the empty office, he couldn't help but think about it.
Jiang Wenxu's lightly screaming in the mobile phone photo album, the sound of the sleeping book, the voice is very light: "Recently... Is it okay? Your birthday gift I have been taking care of you... It’s only Akita. In the past few years, you watched loyalty. The dog's crying nose is a tear, and I ask you to buy a puppy for you for half a month...you can play with the puppy when you go home after surgery."
On the birthday of He Zhishu, Ai Ziyu almost forced Jiang Wenxu to the edge of the collapse, but it always passed. Jiang Wenxu told himself that this is a retribution. He has done so many wrong things, and where the face is to blame and question. He only has pain. After thinking about it, I was worried a lot. He was afraid that Ai Ziyu would seduce him and force him to fear that he would hurt his knowledge book. He was afraid that He Zhishu could not bear the weakness of his knowledge... Jiang Wenxu was going to be awkward even if he didn’t collapse.
The office door was knocked a few times, Jiang Wenxu busy to put the phone up and said: "Enter."
Song assistant walked in, holding the fluffy arch to the animal in his arms: "Jiang Zong...the vaccine was finished." He is an assistant, and his work is not much.
"You should take care of these days, and the two-month-old puppy is difficult to raise. When I take the book, I will take it to you."
Song’s assistant was stiff and he was reacted back after being stunned by the puppy for a few times. He smiled and took the dog to the office.
When Song’s assistant left, it was only a few minutes. Jiang Wenxu’s phone rang. He seemed to be electric, and it turned out to be Zhang Jingwen’s.

Jing Wen?
Jiang Wenxu took the Chinese point:
What happened?

Zhang Jingwen's tone is slightly unstable: "...Do you know? Cheng Xia... Cheng Xia is dead."
Jiang Wenxu screamed: "Which Cheng Xia?"
"Cheng Xia around Li Zekun," Zhang Jingwen called a few long breaths: "I asked, less than half a month after the operation, severe rejection, acute GVHR, broke in the operating room... Li Zekun then I was crazy, I almost didn’t kill the doctor who was in charge at the time, and I couldn’t stop it. Later, Mayor Li came over...
Zhang Jingwen did not say that Li Zekun could not sit on the ground outside the operating room, even his father. I haven’t responded since, and I’ve been crying, indicating that the surgery has been successful... I said that the marriage certificate came back from the UK and I didn’t take a look at it...
Zhang Jingwen thought of Jiang Wenxu at that time. If one day the news is gone... Jiang Wenxu may be worse than Li Zekun.