Ning Chunyan writes about new literature and art, and his thinking is very jumpy; Lin Feng writes about reportage, and his thinking cannot jump up. When a reportage writer hears a proposal that is very new literature and art, he subconsciously feels that it is not appropriate. But what is the specific point?

It was inappropriate, and he couldn't tell.

"Isn't this bad?"

Ning Chunyan said: "Why is it bad?"

Lin Feng said: "I just went over to say hello to his wife. If you come to see her, what does that mean?"

Ning Chunyan said: "As a friend of Wang Zixu, what's wrong with me going to visit my friend's family? By the way, aren't you curious about what his wife looks like? I'm super curious and I'll tell you."

"..."

To be honest, Lin Feng was not curious. In his heart, he felt that Ning Chunyan's attention to Wang Zixu was a bit beyond the normal limit, especially since Wang Zixu was already married. He felt that it was not good for Ning Chunyan to be overly involved in their life as a couple.

.But how can you say this clearly? It's a bit over the line.

Lin Feng thought for a while and said, "Then let's pretend to be passing by and say we came here to see if Prince Xu is there. This might not be so presumptuous."

Although Ning Chunyan thought it was unnecessary, she still agreed. The two of them walked to the flower shop together.

It's early summer now, and the weather is already very hot. The door of the flower shop is closed, and through the glass, you can see all kinds of beautiful flowers inside.

Ning Chunyan opened the door, and the cool wind blew on her face. When she walked into the flower shop, she felt as if she had entered a deep secret garden or a tropical rainforest in South America. On both sides were the Dripping Guanyin and the tall and tall Lucky Bamboo.

In the figure, the fluffy leaves of the Penglai pine brushed against her face. She pushed aside the palm-sized leaves hanging from the octagonal gold plate in front of her eyes. What she saw was a row of honest and lovely hydrangeas. Her eyes crossed the gypsophila and forget-me-nots.

At the counter, in the deepest part of the store, a woman sat among a patch of tuberose and Peruvian lilies, flipping through a book with a calm expression.

The woman wears a bun on her head and wears a thin and cool halter top that highlights a pair of large breasts on her chest. She has an oval face, thick lips, a gourd figure, and a plump body.

The cold wind from the air conditioner made the plants sway, and the goose yellow, light white, bright red, and green intertwined together filled the eyes with vitality. The hostess of the shop was sitting among the breathing plants, like a queen being guarded.

Lin Feng and Ning Chunyan looked at each other, and both of them thought of Wang Zixu's work "Wild Weeds".

Both of them have read "Wild Weeds". In the novel, there is also a description of the scene where the hero meets the heroine for the first time. It can be said that it is exactly the same as what they saw at this time, just like the scene described in the book.

Move it intact into reality.

The female shopkeeper in front of me is undoubtedly the heroine in the novel. Her demeanor and temperament are exactly the same as in the novel, but her age is a bit different. The female shopkeeper looks to be in her thirties.

Both of them were shocked at the same time. One was shocked by the accuracy and appeal of Wang Zixu's writing, and the other was simply shocked that the scenes in the novel appeared in reality. Fiction and reality intersected here, making people passively produce

A "Holy Land Tour"-like experience.

Lin Feng and Ning Chunyan looked at each other and whispered: "They really look alike, right?"

Ning Chunyan nodded: "Yes."

"It seems that his novels draw a lot from real life."

"Um."

Ning Chunyan began to regret coming over. She just wanted to watch the fun, but she felt that she had accidentally peeked into her friend's privacy. The heroine in "Wild Weeds" is not a good image. Once you compare the fictional heroine with

With the right number in front of her, she couldn't face him with a normal heart.

When the flower shop hostess saw them coming in, she put down her book and said softly: "See for yourself what you want."

Lin Feng was not as thoughtful as Ning Chunyan, so he walked forward directly: "Hello. I am Lin Feng."

The hostess was a little surprised. It seemed to her that the person in front of her was a strange customer. She had never heard of someone having to introduce themselves before buying anything.

Seeing the hostess's expression, Lin Feng added: "We are friends with your husband, and we came here today to see if he is in the store."

The hostess pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "You guys are asking for help here because he never comes to the store to help. By the way, how do you know that guy from our family?"

Lin Feng said: "Brother Zixu and I met at social events. I admired his literary skills very much, and we became friends as soon as we went back and forth."

The hostess didn't seem to understand: "Does he still have literary skills?"

Lin Feng said quickly: "Yes, brother Zixu is relatively modest and showy, but he actually has a lot of beauty in his heart."

The hostess said: "What good can he do? I'm sorry, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Lin Feng and Ning Chunyan looked at each other and asked, "Isn't your husband Wang Zixu?"

The hostess smiled: "My husband's surname is not Wang, nor is his name Zixu. You must have mistaken him."

It made a big mistake, and both of them were a little embarrassed. Lin Feng apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, sorry, my friend said that his wife works in this store, and I subconsciously thought it was you who made a mistake. I'm sorry, sorry...

"

After the words were clarified, the three of them were embarrassed and funny at the same time, but the hostess was very tactful and resolved the embarrassment in a few words. Ning Chunyan even felt embarrassed not to buy a bouquet later.

The hostess said: "The friend's wife you just mentioned, are you talking about another store?"

Lin Feng said firmly: "No, this is the flower shop he was talking about."

The atmosphere of this flower shop was exactly the same as that described in "Wild Weeds", so he firmly believed that he remembered correctly. It was definitely this shop.

The hostess held her face in her hands: "That's strange. Apart from me, there is only one old man, and there are no other female employees in our store."

Lin Feng frowned: "Did you work here before?"

The hostess smiled lightly: "This store has been open for 10 years, that is, in the first year, my cousin helped here. She got married a few years ago, and her husband's surname is not Wang. Since then, she has never used the name "Wang".

staff."

She added: "Although the flower shop looks pretty, it is actually a laborious job. You see, the dripping Guanyin basin at the door alone weighs 50 pounds. It is moved in and out every day, and the female employees cannot bear it. So I am

Please hire a male employee.”

Lin Feng and Ning Chunyan looked at each other, and seeing the expression on Ning Chunyan's face, Lin Feng said awkwardly: "I swear, brother Wang Zixu is definitely talking about this. I didn't drink that day, I was just a little hungover."

The hostess frowned: "The Wang Zixu you are talking about is a young man who is neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin, but looks energetic and eats from the public family, right?"

Ning Chunyan said quietly: "Except for being very energetic, everything else is accurate."

The female shopkeeper said: "Oh, that's him. In the past few years, he came to me to buy a rose almost every day, one rose every day, so I chatted with him for many days.

Then he stopped coming."

After listening to it, Ning Chunyan and Lin Feng felt that they had peeked into some privacy of their friend, and their expressions became unpredictable, but neither of them were embarrassed to reveal it.

In the end, Ning Chunyan couldn't hold it any longer and asked, "Did Wang Zixu have a crush on you?"

The hostess blushed: "Ah? No, are you saying that he lied to you because he had a crush on me? I don't think so. He had a girlfriend at the time."

This surprised the two even more. The female shopkeeper continued: "He bought a rose every day, one every day, for more than a year, just to give it to his girlfriend. I think he is quite infatuated with this man.

"

Ning Chunyan asked: "Then are they married?"

The hostess looked outside the store and whispered: "Since you are so curious, let me tell you something quietly. Don't tell him that I said it. Wang Zixu's girlfriend, named Zhang Qian, is from the Propaganda Department. Maybe she is.

Because something went wrong at work, the two broke up, and they even had a fight in front of our store, and then he stopped coming to buy flowers."

Ning Chunyan asked nervously: "Why did we break up?"

"I don't know. I only know that later Zhang Qian got close to someone in the province. They might have gotten married, but there didn't seem to be a wedding. Anyway, she was promoted within half a year."

Ning Chunyan and Lin Feng both looked moved.

Especially Ning Chunyan, he has already imagined an emotional drama in his mind.

I feel full after eating melon today.

There was a hint of resentment in Lin Feng's tone, as if he had been severely betrayed by his most trusted friend:

"Then why did he tell me that his wife works in this store?"

The hostess shrugged: "Then I don't know."

"Is he married or not?"

"I don't know. After he broke up, I basically didn't see him. Maybe it was because of my emotional shock."

Ning Chun Yan chose a pack of gypsophila. Lin Feng picked a bouquet of carnations and said he wanted to go back to give it to his wife. After the strong intervention of Ning Chun Yan and the female shopkeeper, he changed it to a bouquet of red roses.

Before the two walked out of the store, the female shopkeeper said: "I guess he is married. He is in pretty good condition. If someone like him is not married, I don't know how many people would rush to introduce him every day."

Ning Chunyan turned around and glanced at the female shopkeeper. Among the swaying flowers and leaves, the female shopkeeper's face became specious, and the truth became elusive.

She thanked her and walked out of the store.
Chapter completed!