The strong-flavored milky white chocolate lies quietly in the palm of the hand, and the taste is so sweet that it penetrates into the nose.

"You, how come you don't know what restraint is?!" Peach Blossom Eye held the chocolate in her palm, her hands shaking like she was holding a pack of explosives.

With the slightly dim light in the corridor, Hua Jin noticed that the other party's cheeks and ears were a little red. She only said a few words, and her face turned red with anger? It's not good for adults to be so restless.

Worrying that the other party would violently injure someone, Hua Jin leaned back on her upper body. Before the other party could react, she took a few quick steps down, and she was about to walk out of the safe passage.

"and many more!"

Hua Jin hesitated for a second between continuing to walk or turning back, then turned to look at Taohuayan who stopped her: "Excuse me, is there anything else?"

"Has the chocolate expired?" Taohuayan turned his head to look at the wall, standing against the light, he looked a bit like an aristocrat in an oil painting, handsome and delicate but incompatible with ordinary people.

Hua Jin blinked: "Newly bought, not expired."

Taohuayan stared at her for a long time, bit a little into her mouth, and said with disgust: "Sweet and greasy, unpalatable."

After speaking, he was about to throw it away, but he turned his head to look for a long time, but couldn't find the trash can, and his face suddenly became ugly. He looked at Hua Jin faintly, and Hua Jin continued to move towards the exit.

You need to be cautious about molesting, as cheap hands can easily cause trouble.

It's all to blame that the other party is too good-looking, making her make mistakes that many people make.

"Mr. Pei, why are you here?" A slightly fat man was sweating at the safety passage on the second floor in March and April. Seeing the peach blossom eyes standing at the door, he seemed relieved.

"Fortunately, you weren't in the elevator. There was something wrong with the elevator on the second floor just now. Mr. Yang Shao was trapped in the elevator, and the staff were making emergency repairs." Seeing that Mr. Pei's face was bad, the fat man thought it was the man in the hospital. I went the wrong way, so I was in a bad mood, so I said, "Mr. Chen's ward is on the eighth floor, please come with me."

"Did you bring a tissue?" Pei Yan asked.

"Ah?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to get down just now, so I forgot to bring it with me."

"Forget it." Mr. Pei took out a handkerchief from his suit jacket pocket, wrapped the chocolate in his hand, and put it in his pocket.

"This is you?" The fat man looked at all this suspiciously. What was wrapped in a handkerchief just now was the leftover chocolate? It is rumored that Mr. Pei spends money like flowing water, and many people like to invest in him. In the past two years, many people liked to call him a big head in private. Who knows that this lucky, messy investment, more than half of the things make money, so many people are surprised.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Pei, who was rumored to spend money like water, turned out to be such a frugal person that he even had to wrap up leftover chocolate. Sure enough, the richer people are, the more stingy they are, even half a piece of chocolate is reluctant to throw away.

"Let's go." Mr. Pei turned his head and glanced at Hua Jin who was standing below, smiled and waved at him slightly before slipping out of the aisle.

"Mr. Pei?" The slightly chubby man took a few steps, and found that the man hadn't followed, and that he did something wrong in the future, so he stopped and looked at the other party with some unease.

"You said... A woman walking by the lake with a melancholy expression and red eyes, who looks like she is about to commit suicide, why did she suddenly come to the hospital?" Mr. Pei suddenly asked.

"Maybe it's a serious illness and financial difficulties?" The slightly fat man thought for a while, and added, "There's a lot of pressure in life now, and there's nothing I can do."

Mr. Pei thought that the woman was still in the mood to tease him, so she probably wasn't at the point where she couldn't think about it.

"A few years ago, a colleague of mine committed suicide without warning. He usually looked like a cheerful and normal person. After he passed away, we found out that his parents passed away, and his wife passed away unexpectedly not long after." He shook his head and sighed. With a bang, he stretched out his hand to invite Mr. Pei into the elevator, "No one usually sees that he has encountered so many unfortunate things. If we could find out earlier and cared more about him, we might not have gotten to that point."

After speaking, the slightly fat man realized that he had said too much, turned his head and saw that there was no change in Mr. Pei's face, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Hua Jin didn't go to the store, but went home and slept all afternoon. When she woke up, it was already dark outside. I got up and made myself a bowl of noodles. I turned on my phone and browsed the web page for a while when I received a transfer from Yang Lin.

The transfer amount is 1200. After staring at the number for a while, she smiled and replied with a thank you.

Yang Lin: No thanks, I found out today that I am pregnant, so I will send you a red envelope to cheer you up.

Hua Jin smiled silently and replied: Thank you.

Yang Lin: I remember that you seemed to like to be happy back then. Once a couple held a wedding banquet, and we assigned a wedding hall to our waiter. You happily ate up the candy, saying that this would make you happy.

Hua Jin put down her phone, ate up the battered noodles, got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. The house is so old that if the used bowls are not washed immediately, they are prone to attract bugs.

After tidying up the house, she put a few embroidered photos of the finished product on Weibo. She doesn't have many fans on Weibo, and occasionally one or two people like or comment on her, but most of the time she is amusing herself.

Two days later, when Huajin finished the embroidery of the carp embroidery, she received a text message.

"Thank you, Miss Hua Jin. My family is gone today. She likes the quilt you embroidered very much. Thank you."

Seeing this text message, Hua Jin's throat felt a little uncomfortable, she got up and poured a glass of water, and took a few gulps to suppress the feeling. Through the transparent window, she looked at the passers-by outside the store and took a few deep breaths.

"Wow, I didn't expect embroidered bags to be so beautiful."

Hua Jin looked at the door, and a man and a woman walked in. The girl who spoke was wearing a corset skirt and a scarf around her neck. When she laughed, the corners of her eyes were slightly curved, and she was pretty with some playfulness.

Seeing Hua Jin, she pointed to the bag on the shelf: "Can you show me this bag?"

"Okay." Hua Jin took off the bag and handed it to the female customer.

The female customer held the bag in her hand and looked at it several times in front of the mirror: "This bag is really beautiful. What is the pattern on it? It's so beautifully embroidered without being tacky at all. It's really rare."

"The patterns on it are mainly peach, lotus, and bat patterns. The whole embroidery picture is called Fushouliannian, which not only has good meaning, but is also very beautiful and gorgeous." Hua Jin glanced at the fair skin of the other party, "But like you A fair-skinned and bright-looking beauty, any bag you carry can only be regarded as an embellishment."

The female customer was very happy when she heard this, and couldn't help but pick out another shawl and a painted jewelry box from the store before leaving with a smile on her face. Before leaving, heard that Hua Jin would also do other embroidery, and she took the initiative to add her WeChat.

No one can refuse beautiful things, it is nature.

The man gently wrapped the urn with the dragon and phoenix quilt that his wife had gently stroked before his death. When he came to a big city to pay his wife for medical treatment, countless people told him that even if he came to a hospital in a big city, it was just a waste of money, and even his wife did not want to come.

There is still a glimmer of hope in coming to cure the disease. If you don't come, you can only wait for death.

He has been married to his mother-in-law for more than 20 years, and he is incompetent without letting her enjoy any good things.

There are at least painkillers and painkillers in the hospital, and at least let her come to the most prosperous city to see it, and this long and phoenix quilt that he has promised for many years.

"Brother, your condolences." The young man who brought him to the station claimed to be someone on the Internet. He heard about his mother-in-law's illness from nowhere. He insisted on donating money. After seeing that he didn't accept it, he often came to visit. , this time also helped him buy a train ticket with his mobile phone.

The man shook his head and held the box tightly in his arms: "That's fine, she doesn't have to suffer anymore."

The young man Ka looked at the man's weathered face with a moving expression: "Can I tell the story of you and your wife to others?"

"What story can we have for people like us." The man's face was tired and sad, but his eyes were bright. Bringing his wife home was a breath to keep him going.

"You used up your wealth for your wife, and you eat steamed buns and drink cold water every day. If you let other people know about these things, many people will be moved."

"What's so touching, we are husband and wife, shouldn't we take care of each other?" The man gently wiped the surface of the box, even though it was spotlessly clean, "Being a couple means that you will live a lifetime, and treat your own people. Well, there's something worth talking about."

"Although the cost of being sick and hospitalized is a bit more, the medical insurance can still reimburse part of it. After working for a few more years, I will be able to pay off the debt, and the house in my family has not been sold yet. "

The man left with his wife's ashes, and the young man looked at his slightly hunchback with a complicated mood.

That night, he went home and wrote down the story and put it on Weibo.

When writing this story, he narrates it plainly, without sensationalism, without deliberately exaggerating anything, because the whole story itself is a kind of emotion.

In real life, he is a successful white-collar worker. He is an emotional blogger with hundreds of thousands of fans on the Internet. After this Weibo was posted, it caused many people to repost and discuss.

The characters in this story are all lovely and sweet.

A husband who is poor but spends all his money for his wife, who obviously has no money, but feels he can't take money for nothing, a doctor and nurse who takes care of the couple, a blogger who wants to help the couple, and who stays up all night to embroider the dragon and phoenix quilt,The owner of an embroidery shop who didn't charge much.

Some netizens said that this is not a love story, but a somewhat sad and touching human warmth story.