A familiar voice sounded behind her.
Haitong turned her head, and the first thing she saw was a large bouquet of bright roses, and the person holding the rose bouquet was Zhang Niansheng.
After not seeing him for a while, Zhang Niansheng looked a little haggard in Haitong’s eyes, his beard hadn’t been shaved clean, and he was no longer the sunny boy he used to be.
Haitong’s face was calm, she turned her head away, and continued to clean the bookshelves, “Your sister Jun is sick and went to the hospital. You need to visit her, so you should go to the hospital.”
She was looking for a step down for Zhang Niansheng.
“Sister Haitong, I’m here to find you.”
Zhang Niansheng handed the bouquet of roses to Haitong.
Hai Tong immediately swept away the bouquet he handed over with a chicken feather sweeper.
Zhang Niansheng looked at her in astonishment, with pain in his eyes.
“Sister Haitong.”
“Zhang Niansheng, what do you mean?”
Hai Tong was slightly annoyed, and stared at him, “Haven’t I told you clearly enough? I’m a married woman!”
Zhang Niansheng said painfully: “Sister Haitong, I know you are married, but you and your husband agreed to get married, you two will get divorced, I like you, Sister Haitong, I have liked you very long ago.”
“I know, you can’t accept me now, and I also want to control myself not to come to you, but I can’t help it, I will miss you whenever I am free, and my mind is full of your voice and smile, Sister Haitong, I just want you to know that I am the one who loves you.”
He handed the bouquet to Haitong again, looked deeply at Haitong, “Sister Haitong, can you give me a chance to wait in line?”
Miss Jun talked to him and warned him.
But Zhang Niansheng couldn’t give up.
He really likes Sister Haitong very much.
He also regretted that when he fell in love with Shanghai Tong, he hadn’t confessed to her immediately. If he had confessed, maybe sister Haitong would have waited for him to grow up and wouldn’t have a flash marriage with a strange man.
Haitong reached out and snatched the bouquet of flowers, passed Zhang Niansheng and walked out, throwing the bouquet of flowers directly into the trash can in front of the store.
Turning around, he said to Zhang Niansheng, “Niansheng, should you go by yourself, or should I use a broom to blow you out?”
“Sister Haitong!”
Zhang Niansheng cried out in pain: “Don’t be so indifferent to me, please? You were not like this before. You used to be very good to me. God knows your indifference now is like sharp knives, piercing me, piercing me. It hurt me all over.”
“Sister Haitong, how can I not be as good as your flash marriage husband? We have known each other for more than ten years, and we know each other well, why didn’t you choose me?”
Miss Jun analyzed to him that Hai Tong did not choose him because he had always been regarded as his younger brother.
Zhang Niansheng couldn’t listen.
He didn’t want to be Haitong’s younger brother, he wanted to be her husband, her man.
“I have always treated you as my younger brother, so I will treat you well. If I know that I am kind to you, you will misunderstand me and kill me, and I will not treat you well.”
Having known each other for more than ten years, it can be said that she grew up watching Zhang Niansheng, and now Haitong feels uncomfortable when she treats Zhang Niansheng so indifferently.
But, she has to!