He raised his hand and rubbed Xia Ling's head. The teacher was extremely loving. "since you're willing, let's start from today. I'll talk about the colors today, and you can help me pick the flowers. "
"Okay, thank you, teacher. " Xia Ling felt the warmth from the palm of her hand above her head. On her Pale white face, there was a grateful smile.
The female teacher felt a little heartache when she saw this. She could only sigh, hoping that Xia Ling would be better in the future.
*
Xia Ling was working as an assistant teacher in the floral art room.
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
This week, Bai Tan had gone on a business trip. Xia Ling's days were exceptionally free, and the smile on her face had increased.
She went to the hospital for a check-up. Because her body had not been well taken care of before, there was no longer any need to take care of it now. It was probably just like what she had "predicted" . After another year and a half, she would reach the end of her life.
A person who was about to die, why couldn't she try a different way of living?
Xia Ling packed up her belongings and documents, left Bai Tan's villa, and moved into the female teacher's flower shop.
There were living quarters in the flower shop, and the second floor was where the employees lived.
Daming was responsible for the delivery orders of the flower shop, and Xiao Jiang was responsible for keeping an eye on the shop.
With Xia Ling around, Xiao Jiang's workload was reduced by half.
Xia Ling lived with her, and Xiao Jiang knew that Xia Ling's health was not good, so he usually took care of her.
Such a quiet and well-behaved girl, because of her illness, looked like a transparent angel.
If Xia Ling did not speak, she would not have any sense of presence.
She was clearly the same age as a flower, and Xiao Jiang could jump, drink beer, and eat barbecue, but Xia Ling... She couldn't even speak loudly or get emotional ...
Looking at Xia Ling like this, Xiao Jiang's heart ached for her sister. In front of Xia Ling, she spoke softly and softly.
As for Xia Ling, she lived in this small flower shop. Because of Da Ming and Xiao Jiang, her life was full of smoke and fire.
This kind of life was like a solid, real life.
Although her body was thin, her spirit was very good.
Until Bai Tan came to find her.
In the afternoon, Xia Ling sat behind a small table in the flower shop, holding a pair of flower scissors and quietly arranging a bouquet.
Bai Tan's luxury car was parked outside. He got out of the car, grabbed Xia Ling's wrist without any explanation, and pulled her away.
"Xia Ling, don't be willful. Come back with me. "
"I. . . " Don't.
Before he could refuse, Da Ming rushed out without any explanation. He pushed Bai Tan Away and protected Xia Ling behind him.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? I called the police! " Da Ming Protected Xia Ling.
"Who are you? " A look of suspicion flashed across Bai Tan's face. He stared at Da Ming's honest face and suddenly smiled. "What? Taking advantage of my absence, you have a new lover? HMM? Xia Ling? "
This mocking tone was like a dagger that pierced through people's hearts.
He clearly knew that Xia Ling's body was weak, but Bai Tan had never taken care of her.
On the contrary, every time he saw her face turn as white as paper because of his words, Bai Tan felt a strange sense of revenge.
"who he is, it's none of your business. " Xia Ling walked out from behind Da Ming and suddenly said softly.
The afternoon flower shop was very quiet. Xia Ling's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Bai Tan to hear her clearly.
"You can go. I won't go back with you, " she said.
"What did you say? ''BaiiTann was furious.
After being in a high position all year round, Bai Tan already had the dominant aura of a superior. Although he was young, he was handsome and steady.
His face darkened. Da Ming unconsciously trembled for a moment. He only realized after a while that no matter how rich Bai Tan was, the owner of the flower shop was still there. He did not have to be afraid of anyone. He was just shocked by Bai Tan's Aura.