Fifty-Six Farewell (I)

The smile in his eyes deepened, and when he spoke again, his voice was sweet, "Wait for me for three minutes, no, one minute! I'll be down right now."

"Don't worry, take your time. I'll wait for you in the underground parking garage area A." Tang Wei was always calm and indifferent.

Shang Shiyu hung up the phone and ran out of the office like a gust of wind.

The underground garage of AV is surprisingly large. There are not many people at this moment, and it is particularly quiet. It's just that the temperature here is more damp and cold than outside. Shang Shiyu rubbed his arms and stood in area A and looked around.

"Shang Shang."

A familiar voice came from a certain direction.

Shang Shiyu looked sideways and saw Tang Wei standing next to a black business car with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The underground garage was dimly lit, with only the white light above his head. He stood under the light in a formal suit, with a handsome temperament and elegant posture. He really looked like a prince who came out of a fairy tale, making people unable to look away.

Shang Shiyu stared at him with a smile like a flower. She trotted over, "I thought you were gone."

"I wanted to talk to you, so I didn't leave so quickly." Tang Wei gave her the flowers, his eyes fixed on her face, "I passed by a flower shop when I came here, and I thought these are very suitable for you."

"Thank you." Shang Shiyu happily held the flowers in his arms. He lowered his head and smelled them again and again. The elegant fragrance made people feel relaxed and happy, "What kind of flower is this? I have never seen it before. It smells so good and beautiful."

"It's called Shuman Luo."

"Shuman Luo..." Shang Shiyu whispered these three words softly. "Is there any special flower language?"

Tang Wei looked at her deeply and nodded, "Yes."

"What is that?"

He didn't reply to her words, but raised his hand to touch her smiling little face, "Shang Shang, don't go to my place tonight."

Shang Shiyu was stunned, and the smile froze on his face. I don't know why, I always feel that this sentence is particularly sad. She held his big hand on her face with one hand. His palm was so cold, as if it had no temperature. She held it tighter, "Aren't you staying at home today?"

"Yes. No." Tang Wei kept smiling, "My grandpa is not in good health. From today, I will go back to accompany him."

"Then...will you always live with him?"

"Yes,

Always."

Shang Shiyu's eyes dimmed a little, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, as if whispering: "The toothbrush I bought yesterday will be wasted."

Tang Wei couldn't feel her loss. He wanted to say something, but something seemed to be choking in his throat, making him feel bitter.

Finally, he adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Go up, it won't delay your work."

Shang Shiyu held the flowers in one hand and hugged his waist with the other hand, and buried his face deeply in his chest.

Tang Wei was stunned.

The hand hanging by his side was raised, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally hugged her gently.

"Tang Wei..." She sighed his name in a low voice.

"Yeah."

"Will we meet again in the future?" Shang Shiyu suddenly cried, "Why do I feel that it will be difficult for me to see you again in the future?"

He once left so quietly. Now he can still leave freely and cleanly.

In her world, he is like a dandelion, coming and going freely, and she can't catch him no matter how hard she tries.

In this relationship, she has no sense of security. Every day is like walking on thin ice, and she is always worried that he will abandon her again.

Hearing her ask this, Tang Wei's chest hurts as if it was torn apart. After a long time, he just smiled slightly, "I promised you that I would accompany you to watch the preview of "The City of Amnesia", have you forgotten?"

"I didn't forget." Shang Shiyu hugged his waist tighter, "I hope you don't forget it either!"

"Okay, I won't forget it."

After a long time, Shang Shiyu's mobile phone kept ringing, it was a call from work.

Tang Wei touched her head lovingly, "Go up to work, don't delay."

Even if she was reluctant, she had to let go. Her hand tugged at his shirt sleeve, and finally let go. She looked at him with misty eyes, "I'll watch you get in the car, watch you go and go upstairs."

"Okay."

Tang Wei nodded.

Yu Sheng came down from the front and opened the door. He subconsciously wanted to help Tang Wei, but Tang Wei stopped him with his hand, so he pulled his hand back.

After Tang Wei got in the car, Yu Sheng closed the door silently. He nodded to Shang Shiyu as a greeting, and then sat in the driver's seat.

He started the car without stopping. Through the window, Tang Wei looked at the sad little face, and his chest was stuffy and painful. After a while, he opened his lips: "Let's go."

Yu Sheng then stepped on the accelerator.

In the rearview mirror, Shang Shiyu had been standing there holding the flowers, staring at him infatuatedly. Until their car turned two corners, left the garage, and could no longer be seen, she looked away dejectedly, stood for a while, and then walked to the elevator dejectedly.

Her heart, for a moment, was empty and indescribably uncomfortable.

She went upstairs with the flowers in her arms, attracting many people's inquiring eyes along the way. Ning Mu exclaimed, "What beautiful flowers!"

Shang Shiyu poured out the tea in the teacup, filled it with clean water, and carefully kept the flowers in it.

"What's wrong with you? You have received the flowers, but you still look depressed. If it were me, I would have laughed so hard that I couldn't close my mouth."

Shang Shiyu shook his head, "You just called me, is there something?"

"Yes. Give me the original interview film of Tong Nuxing last time. I need it urgently!"

"I'll send it to you now." Shang Shiyu turned on the computer and sent her the file.

Ning Mu was collecting the flowers while talking to her, "Shang Shang, what kind of flowers did Lan Xiao send? They seem to be very rare."

"This flower is called Shuman Luo."

"Shuman Luo? What is the language?"

"I don't know either." Shang Shiyu shook his head. After a moment of hesitation, he opened the search engine and typed in the three words "Shuman Luo".

Ning Mu also leaned over to look.

"Shuman Luo, according to legend, is a flower from the Western Regions. The flower language is eternity and... parting?" Ning Mu paused in the middle, a little confused, "Isn't that a farewell?"

Shang Shiyu's hand holding the mouse was shaking violently.

She stared at the five words "eternity and parting", her eyes red.

Farewell...

It turned out to be such a cruel flower language.

Ning Mu's attention was also on the screen, and he didn't notice that Shiyu was wrong at the moment, and was still muttering: "This young master Lan is really unique. He actually sent a flower with this kind of flower language. Shiyu, let me tell you..."

Ning Mu turned his head while talking. Ning Mu was stunned when he noticed the wetness on her face. He was a little scared and quickly took a tissue to wipe the tears from her face. "What's wrong with you? Don't be sad! This flower... Although the meaning of this flower is not good, Mr. Lan has always been a carefree person. Maybe he doesn't know the meaning of this flower. He just bought it because it looks pretty."