Parallel World Extra - Saturday
Everything started on an ordinary Saturday.
Agape is busy in the flower shop he runs. His plants are lush and green. The geraniums and clematis are so strong that they can reach the road and topple a random passing car. He and his shop are well known in this pleasant street.
Just after Valentine's Day, he was packing up the scattered rose branches and leaves in the shop, and bent down to wipe off the flower mud scattered on the floor. At this time, the doorbell rang, and a customer came.
"Come in!" Agape shouted without raising his head, "I'll be ready in a minute!"
The guest was speechless. He walked around in the small store, and the sound of his leather shoes on the ground was very clear.
"So, you open this little flower shop." The other party said coldly.
Agape put two layers of bags on the trash can to prevent the sharp thorns of the rose branches from scratching anyone's hands: "Ah... yes? This is my shop. If you need anything, you can take a look first. I will be there soon... ..."
"The location is remote, so the rent is certainly not worth it." The other party interrupted him, "I can see that you take good care of it, so your business must be good, right? That's why you can reach enough people." , in order to get her contact information, and then send a few cheap burnt-out flowers every day that she thought were affectionate, plus a pretentious greeting card -"
When he said the first sentence, Agape was already shocked. Living.
"Miss, I fell in love with you at first sight. Miss, what is the flower language of today's flowers? Miss, miss..." The other party's voice can be described as pleasant, but his tone is so abstaining from harshness that it can make the entire kindergarten class laugh. She was so frightened that she burst into tears, "I don't care if you are wishful thinking and want to achieve success by relying on this little trick, or if you are really attracted by 'beauty' and fall in love with my sister, I want you..."
"Sir, sir!" Aga Pei stood up and had to interrupt the other person's increasingly outrageous remarks. He frowned, wiped off the mud on his apron angrily and amusedly, and turned out from behind the counter, "Sir, stop for a moment." In
his sight, the other party was standing next to a tall bottle of wintersweet, right in front of him. I looked at a few tender yellow flower buds in bud. The man in front of him was strong and tall, wearing a pure black coat that was obviously expensive to the naked eye. His shadow was dark, almost blocking out half of the light in the store.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Agape pushed aside the overly lush hyacinths and moved away the chubby blue hydrangeas next to them to prevent them from covering his face - and the expression between disgust and astonishment. Expression - Asking, "Did you go to the wrong store and recognize the wrong person?"
"Don't panic." The man laughed, "Do you think it's funny? I didn't know that people like you are so shameless and won't give up. Anyone who climbs up..."
With a contemptuous look in his eyes and a condescending smile on his face, he turned around and stared at Agape. Suddenly, his voice fell off his tongue and his expression went blank. It looked like someone had punched him in the throat.
……oh.
Agape thought.
oh.
He was gorgeous...the uninvited guest who burst into his flower shop early in the morning, angry and disgusted in his tone, was gorgeous. He looks like a male model who stepped out of a fantasy illustrated magazine, and he also looks like the kind of person who is going to participate in a suspense thriller. As soon as he appears, everyone in the audience will think, "Oh my God, the murderer is so hot."
He is tall and pale, with eyes and eyebrows as thick as ink. There is a shallow scar cut diagonally on his left eye, which must not be a medical accident caused by double eyelid surgery. Somehow, this handsome and dangerous stranger was speechless for the moment, staring at him in utter shock.
"So..." Agape shrank back uncomfortably and asked tentatively, "Wrong person? Wrong store?"
The man opened his lips and felt a lump in his throat.
"I...what?" he said in a daze, "Yes, I went to the wrong person, no! It's not that I went to the wrong person, I usually don't, I mean..."
Agape looked at his nonsense in surprise. A thin layer of blush appeared on his ears uncontrollably.
With great difficulty, the man found his voice and asked with difficulty: "So, you are not... you are not David?" "
Of course I am not!" Agape said funny, "Someone harassed your family and... Did you name my store?"
The other party murmured something almost desperately. Agape could not hear clearly. The man anxiously took out a crumpled greeting card from his coat pocket as if grasping for a life-saving straw. Pass it to Agape.
"In the past two weeks, my sister has been receiving flowers from a flower shop, as well as these greeting cards. They keep appearing on the first floor of the company building. She... I happened to owe her a favor, and she asked me to solve it. Regarding this matter, I just..."
Seeing the other party's stammering look, the unhappiness disappeared from Agape's heart. He comforted: "Hey, it's okay. It's good that the misunderstanding has been resolved. Everyone has it. When I made the wrong move. However, you really scared me... I thought I had to take out the scissors to defend myself, haha!" He lowered his head. There
were disgusting and frivolous love words written on the greeting card, and the signature read David Miller, a familiar surname, Agape suddenly realized: "I remember where he is from! Qingmanhuawu is only two streets away from me, and I know that their new clerk is the nephew of the boss. He
looked at the other party sympathetically: "Oh, that guy is not very likable. I feel sorry for your sister."
"Yes, of course he doesn't have you..." The man stuttered, "I mean, it doesn't matter." , Anyway, she is also..."
He seemed unable to say a complete sentence. The man took a deep breath, and finally, he whispered: "I'm sorry for saying so many rude words to you, they are not mine. I mean, I'm really, really sorry..."
At this point, he remembered something and hurriedly reached out his hand and said to Agape: "Gerald, my name is Gerald Scott. I am I can always do something to make it up to you, right? Whatever you like, I'll treat you to lunch, okay?"
Agape looked at the slender, clean, well-jointed palm in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his dirty hand. , hands with mud between their fingernails.
"No need!" He smiled sheepishly, "Look, my hands are full of mud."
Inch by inch, Gerald's eyes moved away from his face with difficulty and shifted to his two hands. .
"It doesn't matter, I don't wash my hands... I mean it doesn't matter! You don't need to wash your hands." He corrected his every sentence clumsily and stood in front of Agape in embarrassment.
"...I'm usually much more eloquent than this." Finally, he said in frustration.
Agape laughed. At this time, the sound of a car horn came from outside the store. Gerald subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch.
"Well, damn it." He frowned with thick black eyebrows, and said to Agape quickly and eagerly: "Listen, I will come back to you, and you have to let me show it, because what I said is right. You are not fair at all. Give me a chance to make amends, okay?"
Agape: "I..."
He only said one word, and Gerald hurriedly opened the flower shop door, leaving a sentence "Nice to meet you!", and strode towards the shiny luxury car. Before Agape chased him out, he happened to catch up with him and waved goodbye hastily to him.
"...I am Agape." Agape murmured, "You seem to have forgotten to ask my name."
·
It all started on an annoying Friday.
Jerad narrowed his eyes and stared at the arrogant and giggling sister in front of him without saying a word.
Jean Scott, he thought, you bitch.
"Oh, look at your face," Jane pursed her beautiful red lips and batted her shiny eyelashes to look at him, "You must be thinking in your heart, 'Jane Scott, you bitch', yes Wrong?"
"It's good that you know," Gerald raised the corner of his mouth, "I'm glad you still have a clear understanding of yourself."
"Ha! Who among us is following whom?" Jane laughed and asked Jie Ladd's shoulder leaned into her brother's ear and whispered affectionately, "In my heart, you are also one of the best bastards, my dear brother!" After saying
this, she pulled away with a smile, like a particularly gorgeous girl. , the little spring, who was also very proud, kept bouncing on the sofa opposite, and took a leisurely look at his flawless fingernails.
"It doesn't matter if you lose the bet. To be a human being, you have to be willing to accept defeat." She said, "But, I'm in a very good mood recently, so I won't make any particularly excessive demands on you."
Gerald was unmoved: "Really?"
"Of course!" Jane raised her chin and motioned to her brother to pick up the small card on the table. Gerald glanced at the text on the card and frowned slightly.
"Quickly get rid of this person," Jane said lazily, "There is a limit even if a toad wants to eat swan meat, this person got my address and phone number from somewhere, and he already knows me well about the company. He kept sending flowers to the lobby on the first floor to harass me every day..."
Gerald asked, "Do you know who it is?"
"On a whim that day, I went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers in person," Jane said. Boss, maybe."
"I thought you'd let Sherman handle it," Gerrard said.
Jane glared at him: "First, he went to Europe and was not in front of me - otherwise this person's flowers would never be delivered to the next day; second, I said I was in a good mood recently, and I didn't want to see those who were fighting and killing each other. "...you, go and threaten him. You are the best at scaring people anyway." "
Why, don't you take him to the high seas this time and push him underwater?" Gerald asked expressionlessly. .
"I'm willing to admit defeat!" Jane yelled and emphasized, "You dare to disobey my order?!"
If you hadn't crawled out of your mother's belly right behind me, I would have killed you long ago, little shit .
"I'll go," Gerald said with a dead smile, "Why not go."
Just like that, on Monday morning, Gerald found himself standing in front of a small flower shop.
He reluctantly realized that this stalker's shop was quite good. All kinds of flowers and plants were lush and full of vitality, showing the state after careful care by the owner.
Then, he walked in and observed this small store. He saw that the wooden shelves holding vases were painted an eye-catching goose yellow, the narcissus had a cold sweet fragrance, the violets were bright and moving, and the hydrangeas were so vigorous that they were about to explode. The moss is like a fluffy fungus blanket... These lovely plants are placed in an orderly manner in the store. The golden morning light reflects on the spider plants hanging from the ceiling, so the floor also dances with many graceful lights and shadows.
Then, Gerald reluctantly realized again that the stalker's voice was equally pleasant, vibrating his eardrums pleasantly.
Then, he started talking.
"What on earth are you talking about? Did you go to the wrong store and identify the wrong person?" Hearing the stalker's surprised question, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"I didn't know that people like you were so shameless and would never give up anyone to climb up..."
How dare you pretend to be pretentious with me, he thought as he turned around absently, intending to confront this toad face to face. If it weren't for Jane Suddenly I got nervous, and I was too lazy to mind her business. You had already been put in a sack and thrown into the high seas overnight...
Oh.
Gerald's voice broke in his throat, his mind went completely blank, and he forgot everything in an instant.
oh.
Before him stood an angel, and he was dying.
It was almost a vibration in the soul, a pulse of déjà vu stirring Gerald’s mind—where had I seen him? He was thinking crazily, desperately searching for clues about each other in his brain. Have we known each other before?
No matter what, he kept looking at the other person greedily, hoping that his eyes could be like his tongue, licking the other person's whole body into his memory - yes, this idea is disgusting, sue him if you want - but The young man in front of him has smooth brown hair, clear eyes that are bluer than the sea water, soft pink lips, and freckles, cute, light freckles, covering the bridge of his nose. He stood there awkwardly, as if, it was as if...
there was a strong electric current that instantly penetrated Gerald's body, making his knees go weak, his eyes went straight, and he almost couldn't even stand still. .
… These flowers can be used for our wedding, he thought blankly, yes, absolutely, there is no problem.
"So," the young man asked, "Wrong person? Went to the wrong store?"
"I..." Gerald choked up and went on a date with me.
"What?" What's wrong? You're here, I feel like I'm on the right track.
"Yes, I went to the wrong person, no! I didn't go to the wrong person." God, how could I become so clumsy!
"I don't usually," I'm not usually this ridiculous, "I mean..." I mean be my boyfriend.
He took a deep breath, trying to clear his tangled brain.
This thing is very strange, so strange, he is like a man possessed, falling in love at first sight with a stranger he has never met before. Gerald's heart was beating violently, his throat was rolling up and down, and his eyes were staring straight at each other.
Stop, don't do this! Wipe your saliva, you look like an idiot, and you still seem to have the lowest intelligence.
"Aren't you David?" he asked almost painfully.
The stranger in front of you, the angel, the heartbreaking scourge... whatever, curled up her pink lips and said funny: "Of course I'm not! Someone is harassing your family and hanging my store name?" Jane,
you This little shit, why didn’t you tell me clearly beforehand! No, I was also wrong. I should have sent someone to ask questions first before asking for trouble... Our first encounter shouldn't have been like this. It shouldn't have started with me walking in arrogantly and humiliating him!
Suddenly thinking of the greeting card that was used as evidence of guilt, Gerald hurriedly handed it to the other party while explaining himself incoherently. The stranger looked at the postcard and laughed heartily: "It's good that the misunderstanding has been resolved. I thought I had to take out the scissors to defend myself, haha!"
Oh, of course you can, looking at his slender fingers, Gerald thought affectionately , if you're really offended, I'd love for you to slap me, I'm sure.
"Oh, that guy is not very likable." As a fellow traveler, the stranger quickly confirmed the true identity of the stalker. He shrugged apologetically, "I feel sorry for your sister." "
Yes, of course he does. Without you..." Of course he is not as likable as you.
"I mean, it doesn't matter, she's a..." Anyway, she's also a disgusting little shit ball.
The young man opposite opened his eyes wide and stared at him in surprise. Gerald suddenly realized that he neither apologized nor introduced himself, nor asked him out in the name of compensation.
However, just after he said these words in a hurry, his special car made a discordant noise outside the door - Gerald looked at his watch and remembered that there was an important morning event this morning. Yes, it is related to the company’s shipping share in the European region.
He had to go. Being late was not a small thing. If he wanted to see this male god more and more frequently in the future, he had better leave now to avoid being caught by Jane Scott and other people who were eyeing him. The hyena noticed the clue.
After Gerald got into the car and the driver drove at least three streets away, he barely calmed down his agitated mood and discovered a very fatal problem.
——He forgot to ask the other party's name.
"...Fuck," Gerald closed his eyes tightly, "It's really bloody."
·
"Do you believe..."
"What?"
"...It's nothing, I just mentioned it casually."
"What did you mention?"
" It's nothing I said."
"Gerald Scott, you'd better speak quickly. You know I hate people who are mid-sentence...or are you deliberately messing with me again?" "
Maybe I am."
" Okay, just wait, I will give you another shot on your right eye in a moment, dear brother."
Gerald sighed, looking at the little shit ball opposite him with an unhappy face, he thought about it, and felt relieved in an extremely rare way. Zun Jianggui satisfied his sister's request.
"Do you believe... do you believe that there is such a thing as 'love at first sight'?"
Jane was stunned for a moment. She stared at her brother with an inexplicable expression on her face, and her body remained still for a full minute.
Immediately afterwards, an earth-shattering shrill laugh burst out like a tsunami, almost capable of breaking down the roof.
"Hahahahahaha! Love at first sight... love at first sight... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh love at first sight! Love at first sight!"
Gerald: "..."
"Love at first sight! Gerald Scott said love at first sight... and asked Do I believe it..." She laughed from the sofa to the floor, and then rolled and twisted back and forth on the carpet. In Gerald's eyes, she looked like a big cockroach that had been sprayed with insecticide, "Do I believe it? ! I! Believe it or not!"
Gerald stood up expressionlessly, lifted up Jane Scott's collar, and stuffed her delicate and beautiful little head into the doghouse in the corner.
Amid Jane's furious screams, two adult Dobermans squatted aside in fear, watching the mistress with low eyebrows as she struggled fiercely, shouting insults.
You might as well ask about the barbecued pork, Gerald thought. Speaking of barbecued pork... I can treat Agape to Chinese food.
Yes, he knew Agape's name, and he had already figured out all of Agape's background and details. Gerald held on to unspeakable hope, trying to find something to disillusion him so that he would not be so pathetic and hopelessly obsessed with a stranger, but the facts could only make him fall into a deeper pit - —Agape was abandoned by his parents when he was a child, and was raised by a distant aunt. He diligently completed high school, but his family had no extra financial resources for him to attend college, so he applied for business subsidy funds from the local government. A man opened a small flower shop and worked hard while saving up for college expenses. In March this year, he applied for admission letters from two universities and is considering which one to enroll in.
What a perfect man he is...!
Gerald's heart was beating uncontrollably. He read Agape's deeds over the past twenty years over and over again, trying to figure out more from these few hundred lines - well, they were not short. Meaning and fun. He thought about how Agape had overcome those difficulties and pieced together his childhood and boyhood. He even had dreams, some vague and ridiculous dreams. After waking up, Gerard only vaguely remembered these dreams and spices. , sailing, gardens and Agape.
I am doomed.
He said calmly to himself.
I'm totally screwed.
·
On the evening of the day Gerald Scott left his shop, Agape heard about the incident at Qingmanhuawu. It is said that the boss severely scolded his nephew and ordered him to immediately go to other cities to develop and never work again. Not allowed to come back. The next day, Agape himself received a large bouquet of expensive off-season flowers - red camellia, gardenia, champagne rose and gloxinia, paired with a small handful of delicate lilies of the valley. The card was signed "Jack" Ladd's name.
Agape was stunned, because this bouquet actually said, "You are the flame in my heart, my soul only belongs to you, my love is so sincere, I fell in love with you at first sight."
"What's wrong, dear?" A regular customer of his flower shop came over curiously. Seeing these beautiful flowers, Mrs. Hetty was surprised, "Who gave these flowers to you? Does our Agape also have a suitor?" ?"
Agape hesitated for a moment, then he put the flowers away and shook his head.
"No," he said lightly, "it's just an apology bouquet."
On the fourth and seventh days, those precious flowers arrived as promised, always delivered when Agape was about to close the store. Forget-me-nots and peacock grass are tied with golden ribbons, white violets are mixed with elegant orchids, and plump magnolias are dotted with tiny baby's breath... There are also lilies, beautiful lilies, strong and sturdy lilies, inserted in crystal and silver vase.
Agape was a little at a loss. Finally one day, he caught the flower sender and asked him to deliver a message for him.
"Man, you can't just leave like this," he said, "Give me a message to your boss or superior, don't send any more flowers. I have forgiven him a long time ago." The next day,
a Gerald looked a little worried. Just showed up in his flower shop, clutching a handful of hyacinths.
"Hi." He said softly.
Agape was putting labels on the counter and turned around when he heard his voice.
"...Hi." He also said.
"I, uh, I came here to say," Gerald wanted to avoid his eyes because he would be speechless, but he couldn't bear to look into his eyes because that blue color was He had never seen the beauty in his life, "Sorry, the flowers these days...did I bother you? I thought you liked them very much..." "
I like them!" Agape said quickly, "I like them very much, very much I like it. It's just that I don't know why you want someone else to deliver it. I mean, it's a little weird, you know, like I met the shoemaker's elf. Have you heard that story?" Gerald
laughed He started to laugh: "I've heard that their competing products include Snail Girl, Crane Wife and so on, right?"
Agape also laughed, and the two of them laughed at each other stupidly for a while, and Agape suddenly realized When he realized something, his face turned a little red and he coughed hurriedly.
"Well, in short, I don't blame you, and you don't need to send these flowers anymore. If you have time, I welcome you to come and visit me," Agape said sincerely, "Just treat it as a friend. Right?"
Friend!
The relationship suddenly became much closer, and Gerald suddenly felt dizzy. He had forgotten how he went back that day. He only remembered that his subordinates came to report to him about the captured commercial espionage, and He promised an incredibly lenient punishment.
"Break both of their legs," Gerald said happily, "add an arm, and then leave it to the lawyers."
"What did you eat to fart?" Jane asked suspiciously, "Do you have a fever, or are you terminally ill?"
Gerald glanced at her: "Don't think that I can't beat you with Sherman as your human shield. ."
Gradually, he went to the little flower shop more and more often, becoming a regular customer, and chatting happily with other regular customers in the shop. Agape continues to receive huge orders from Gerrard - usually contracting flowers for conference rooms, or customizing extremely exaggerated congratulatory bouquets for an employee's birthday.
"There are so many employees in your company celebrating their birthdays recently," Agape said in surprise. "Are these flowers reimbursed by the company?"
Gerald shrugged nonchalantly: "What can I say? There are so many people, birthdays That's more. Our company has good benefits and cares about its employees. This is not a wrong thing."
"Of course it is not a wrong thing," Agape said with a smile, "Wow, I almost want to submit my resume to you."
Jela De's reaction was very quick, and he swallowed back the "please come quickly" that he almost blurted out.
After he left, Mrs. Hetty approached Agape with a mysterious smile of "I knew it all along" and a bouquet of daffodils she had chosen, with unconcealable joy on her round face.
"So," she said, "my little Agape is also settled?"
Agape raised her head in confusion: "What?"
Mrs. Hetty tilted her head, showing a cute temperament that was not suitable for her age: " That cute handsome guy, aren't you dating? By the way, we all call him 'Spice' in private, because he is so spicy." "
What!" Agape choked, "I, not , we didn't have a date...!"
"You didn't have a date?" Mrs. Hetty asked disappointedly, "The way he looked at you was like you were hung with a hundred suns, moons and stars! I thought you had finally found him. I found someone who can take care of you..."
Agape blushed: "No, we...I admit, the way he and I met was very dramatic, but now we are just friends."
The little old lady flicked her tongue and said to Agape nodded seriously.
"Then, think about it, kid," she took out her wallet, "Either his company manages millions of employees, or he placed so many orders for birthday bouquets just to have fun with you... uh, say Really, this reason is lame enough, why didn’t your clever little mind see it?”
Agape was stunned.
"I..." he said quietly, "I never thought about it. Every time he comes, I..." "
A date, kid, a date," Mrs. Hetty said with a smile, "What do you want now? It's not too late."
Agape was deep in thought.
Doesn't he like Gerrard? No, he could say that Gerrard is a good person, okay, maybe his dangerous temperament cannot be called "good", but in Agape's eyes, he is still a lovable person. In front of him, Gerrard was not arrogant at all, on the contrary, he behaved modestly, gently, and sometimes very shy and reserved, which was incompatible with his appearance.
Agape has always stayed away from people who are "masculine" or "masculine", but Gerald is an exception. If he wants to date him... well, why not? If the target was Gerrard, he would be happy to give it a try.
He made up his mind. When Gerald came to his flower shop again and placed an order for a birthday bouquet with high price and easy request, Agape stared into the other person's eyes, with deep black eyes, resolutely He asked decisively: "Gerald, no one actually has a birthday, right?"
Without waiting for the man in front of him to quibble, he continued to wrap the bouquet and cut a strand of ribbon: "But in other words, if you want to date me You don't have to take such a roundabout way to go out to eat, Gerald. So, do you want to ask me out to eat?"
Agape could hear some regulars laughing behind the flowers, and someone called in a low voice: "The quick answer is, Spice handsome guy!"
Gerald was caught off guard and was a little confused by such straightforward words. Agape took a deep breath and said seriously: "Let me tell you in advance, several people said that the freckles on my face are ugly and I am too thin. , and my motor skills are not very coordinated. I have a lot of calluses on my hands. The little toe of my left foot did not recover well after the fracture and is a bit deformed-" "
I love you." Gerald blurted out, with a smile on his face. Perm, "I...I mean, I like you very, very much."
Agape laughed, he picked up the blank card and wrote a series of numbers on it.
"With the flowers comes my phone number," he said, "and, there's a very good Thai restaurant opened nearby, have you heard of it?" "
Thai food, Thai restaurant," Gerald parroted, stupidly Said, "Thai food, yeah, why not?"
- It all started on a brand new Saturday.