Insomnia

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Maybe even become an unknown puppet on a cloudy day, but I can never find out that I can't get rid of it.

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The last class of the platform class was an in-class exam. The papers were judged and the scores were uploaded. Some year-end summaries were dealt with, and Tao Ling would be on winter vacation.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the business of the flower shop is particularly good. Tao Ling helps out in the shop every day. Sometimes thinking about the past few years, life suddenly becomes a real life.

But life is really difficult.

Even though Wen Qingying took care of the purchases and most of the trivial matters, Tao Ling still felt tired, physically exhausted.

He couldn't help admiring Wen Qingying, who wakes up early and goes to bed late, works hard, is still in such good spirits, and never complains of being tired.

As expected, the physical strength of young people should not be underestimated.

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, after lunch, Wen Qingying was arranging fresh-cut flowers at the door, and a woman came across the street, she was pretty, but her expression was a bit gloomy.

She stood in front of the flower stand.

Wen Qingying raised his eyes and nodded at the woman. Tao Ling just came out of the shop and put his arm on Wen Qingying's shoulder and asked, Hello, what flowers do you want?

The woman looked at Tao Ling and didn't move for a long time. Tao Ling turned his head and met Wen Qingying's glance, then raised his voice, Hi, do you want to buy flowers?

Hello, I want a bouquet of zinnias. The woman said softly.

Tao Ling felt that there was something strange about this woman, but he didn't delve into it, and replied, I'm sorry, it's not the blooming season of zinnias, you can take a look at the others.

The woman asked: Aren't they all grown in greenhouses? I thought they were always there.

Tao Ling smiled: Although they are all cultivated artificially, the climate is still an important factor. Zinnias are not cold-tolerant, and even if they bloom, the flower shape is not perfect.

The woman nodded: Yes, zinnias are not cold-resistant, just like love.

Tao Ling frowned slightly, a little surprised. The woman said, Sorry, thank you.

She turned to leave, took two steps and suddenly turned back, looked at Tao Ling and asked, May I ask, are you gay? Tao Ling was startled suddenly, his brows were completely furrowed.

Wen Qingying saw his expression clearly, and put her arms around his waist without avoiding suspicion.

Looking at the woman in front of her, Wen Qingying also frowned.

My guest, what are you talking about? Tao Ling asked.

The woman took a step forward, her eyes suddenly filled with tears: I know you, your surname is Tao, I have seen your photo.

Tao Ling couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wen Qingying. Now he can occasionally use simple gestures to communicate with Wen Qingying, so he expressed that he was confused.

Wen Qingying pulled him back slightly, took out her mobile phone, and asked the woman, Hello, guest, what's the matter with you? Do you need help? Or did you ask the wrong person?

After reading this question, the woman raised her hand to push him away, still staring at Tao Ling with tears in her eyes: Mr. Tao, are you gay?

Tao Ling stood behind Wen Qingying and grabbed his arm.

Wen Qingying turned his head with a worried look on his eyebrows. Tao Ling patted his arm comfortingly, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

Looking up, he saw two passers-by passing by not far away, looking this way. Tao Ling cleared his throat: Please sit inside.

The woman turned a deaf ear and still stubbornly asked: Excuse me, are you gay?

Tao Ling said: This...eldest sister, did you admit the wrong person? Do you need any help?

The woman took a step forward and raised her hand to pull Tao Ling, but was blocked by Wen Qingying. She suddenly raised her voice: You're not gay, are you? You answer me! It's that person who unilaterally pesters you, isn't it?

There were many people coming and going on the street. As soon as these words came out, several people looked back.

After two seconds of silence, before the woman completely lost control of her emotions, Tao Ling said, Sister, I don't know who you mistook me for. I have nothing to do with anyone else. My boyfriend is right next to me.

He squeezed Wen Qingying's hand: Look clearly, this is my boyfriend. I, gay, my boyfriend, gay. I don't know you, and my boyfriend doesn't know you, I don't care if you want to Please take a good look at who you are looking for!

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