Insomnia

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At this glance, you can see the sun jumping over the horizon, the light shining from the building, leaving a distinct trace on the flowers, like a veil, but it only accentuates the beauty.

Tao Ling stretched out his hand to catch the light, and a bright white ribbon appeared in his palm.

After staring blankly for a while, he stood up suddenly.

After squatting for too long, he felt dizzy for a moment. After enduring the dizziness, Tao Ling immediately rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

Tao Ling felt sick when he went out, felt very sick when he got on the subway, and felt very sick when he transferred to the bus.

After entering the cemetery, Tao Ling felt that he was terminally ill.

Stepping up the steps, crossing three steps at a time, the sun was rising high, and the sky was still windy and light. It wasn't a special day, so the cemetery was extremely quiet.

Tao Ling unzipped his coat, his heart beating fast as a drum.

Not because of tiredness.

Although Wen Qingying's mother's tombstone was located slightly higher, it was actually closer to the main road. Tao Ling hesitated for a moment, but followed his memory from last time and went to the arborvitae bush first.

Tao Ling had predicted before clearing the bushes that it would not be such a coincidence, but when he saw the empty place in front of the tomb, his heart still dropped.

Tao Ling took a deep breath and his heartbeat slowly became steady. At the same time, Tao Ling felt that he was not only extremely ill, but also extremely ridiculous.

Wen Qingying had already arrived, and there was a bouquet of white roses with fresh petals placed in front of the tombstone.

After a moment of silence, Tao Ling stepped forward and bowed.

After calming down for a while, he took a shortcut and walked down through the trees, preparing to see Tao Jun. When I was walking through the grass, I accidentally came across a thorn weed, and a bunch of black thorns were stuck on my trousers.

Stepping on the horizontal path, he bent down to pick up the thorns. Just after cleaning them, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in his sight.

Tao Ling's heart froze, and he loosened his two fingers, and the last thorn fell lightly. He stood up and saw Wen Qingying standing in front of him with clear eyes.

After running around twice in his mind, Tao Ling confirmed that he should not have been seen when he came down, with a faint smile on his face.

Seeing that he was smiling, Wen Qingying came closer and smiled too. She took her mobile phone and asked, Why are you here suddenly, sir?

Tao Ling pressed his heartbeat and took out his cell phone to answer: I went to bed late last night and finished my work. I thought about it this morning and came up with nothing.

After Wen Qingying finished reading, he wrote again: What a coincidence, you got up early, I thought you had left.

Wen Qingying showed her little tiger teeth and did not continue to communicate with him. Instead, she turned sideways and asked him to go inside.

The road was narrow. Tao Ling nodded and passed in front of him. His shoulders were close to his chest, and he could almost feel the collision of body temperatures for a moment.

After walking a few steps, Tao Ling saw at a glance that there was also a bouquet of flowers in front of Tao Jun's tomb. They were also white roses. The outermost petals were slightly green, giving the late autumn the flavor of a summer morning.

He looked back and saw that Wen Qingying's expression was extremely calm. It seemed that bringing a handful of flowers to Jun Tao was a matter of course and not worth Tao Ling's words.

After standing silently in front of the tomb for a while, Tao Ling squatted down, gently touched the flower petals, and then touched the tombstone.

Tao Jun, what should I do?

His face was expressionless, but his mind went back and forth several times, and finally returned to silence.

But this is just like when Wen Qingying once said about tradition, because the rough waves have passed, and although the current calm is calm, it is no longer the previous calm.

When we got up, the sun was high, and the two of them walked outside together. The wind blew by, and the weather was so comfortable that it made people want to close their eyes.

Wen Qingying didn't suggest going to Saintess Township like last time. She didn't even ask Tao Ling what his plans were. She just walked with him, as if she could go anywhere.

Although Tao Ling would never take him somewhere unexpected.

Finally, he got on the bus and then transferred to the subway. Tao Ling was in a trance all the way. When he arrived at the door of the flower shop and stood on the roadside, Tao Ling asked, Do you want to open a shop?

Wen Qingying lowered her head while typing and asked back: Sir, do you want to have lunch together?

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