Fu Jingchuan drove to the DIY handicraft store on the corner.
He had some impressions of this handicraft shop.
When Shiyang first came back from a business trip, he and she took Tongtong to the park. He took Tongtong to the entertainment facilities in the amusement park. She answered the phone below. After making the call, he went to the handicraft shop.
Later, when she bumped into Shangguan Linlin stopping him in the underground garage, she left without saying a word and went to this same store.
It's just that he didn't meet her when he came here.
Now I return to this quiet little shop on a busy street corner, looking at the dim yellow street lights hanging in front of the shop, but the moment I look up, that quiet figure no longer appears in the corner, and the familiar choking feeling comes to me again. It hit the throat, with a faint fishy sweetness.
Fu Jingchuan suppressed it and sat in the car, staring at the small literary shop under the dim street lights without moving.
It was the clerk in the store who discovered him first.
But she wasn't sure if he was the person she contacted on the phone earlier. After hesitating for a long time, she picked up the phone and dialed Fu Jingchuan again.
Fu Jingchuan still reflexively picked up the phone as usual. After seeing the familiar numbers, the light in his dark eyes dimmed.
He didn't answer it, but opened the car door, got out and walked to the shop.
The beautiful clerk saw his vibrating mobile phone and looked at him uncertainly: "Hello, is this Mr. Fu Jingchuan Fu?"
"It's me." Fu Jingchuan responded quietly and already stood in front of the counter.
The beautiful clerk felt relieved and explained apologetically: "I'm sorry to bother you. It's like this. Miss Shi DIYed a gift in our store last week. She originally made an appointment to pick it up last weekend, but I haven't seen her yet. Come here, I have been unable to contact her by phone or WeChat, so I have no choice but to contact you through the backup phone number she left to come and pick it up for her."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and nodded reluctantly: "It's okay, just give me the stuff."
"Okay." The beautiful clerk said, took out the key from the counter and handed it to Fu Jingchuan. She pointed to the container in the corner and said to Fu Jingchuan, "The third column is vertically on the right."
Fu Jingchuan looked back at the container and nodded.
"Thanks."
After thanking him in a mute voice, Fu Jingchuan walked towards the container.
The proprietress of the store was unpacking the empty containers. She remembered Shiyang. She was there to give her guidance during the two days when Shiyang came to make bracelets. Shiyang was beautiful and had a good temperament, so she was deeply impressed by her. , especially since she had been unable to contact anyone since she returned that day, and she had not sent anyone to pick up her things. She was even more distracted by her.
Seeing that someone finally came to pick it up for her, she couldn't help but smile and say hello, and then asked Fu Jingchuan with a smile: "Are you Miss Shi's lover?"
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her but said nothing.
The landlady also felt a little embarrassed and tried to change the subject: "I haven't been able to contact Miss Shi in the past few days. She must be very busy."
After saying that, Fu Jingchuan paused and his Adam's apple rolled. He had not finished speaking, but the boss lady vaguely saw something sad in his dark eyes. She was not sure. When she wanted to take a more serious look, Fu Jingchuan He had already lowered his eyelids and reached for the key to the keyhole, obviously not wanting to talk about this topic.
The landlady didn't dare to talk anymore, but she couldn't help but worry. She turned around and looked at each other with the beautiful clerk. Thinking of Shi Yang's broken appointment and being unable to contact her, some bad guesses came to her mind, but she didn't dare to ask more questions. .
Fu Jingchuan opened Shiyang's gift cabinet, and in the small, airtight cubicle, he saw a hand-knitted men's scarf and a men's sweater necklace.
Fu Jingchuan stared at the two gifts in silence for a while, then slowly reached for the sweater necklace and took it out. Then on the inside of the metal pendant, he saw a mini version of the white jade Guanyin statue in his hand. The white jade Guanyin is firmly embedded on the inside of the pendant.
Fu Jingchuan stared at the white jade Guanyin statue with some confusion.
Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, the proprietress pointed to the metal tag behind the pendant and said to him: "There is a QR code behind the tag. Scan the QR code to reveal the gift giver's thoughts and blessings to the recipient."
After speaking, as if he was afraid that Fu Jingchuan would have concerns, he explained: "According to regulations, the mobile phone numbers reserved by customers in our store can only be reserved for the recipient's mobile phone number, in case the DIY handiwork does not go well if the person cannot be contacted. Process it. Mr. Fu can also take the handiwork back first and open it when Miss Shi comes back. I think Miss Shi will really want to see your surprise when you receive the gift."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and reluctantly moved the corners of his mouth: "Thank you."
His attitude didn't look enthusiastic, and even contained a huge, unspeakable sadness.
The landlady couldn't tell, she just thought Fu Jingchuan was strange.
In their store, they have encountered people who are unable to come and pick up the gifts themselves, or who want to surprise the recipient and specially arrange for the recipient to come and pick up the gift in person. No matter what the reason is, the faces of people who come here are full of surprise and joy. , and couldn't wait to contact me on the phone, but Fu Jingchuan didn't have such surprise and happiness, and he didn't call Shiyang.
He put away Shiyang's handiwork, thanked him and left.
The landlady and the beautiful clerk couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan's back. The tall figure in the winter night seemed lonely and desolate for some reason. The two couldn't help but glance at each other, but it was hard to say anything.
For them, when the gift is successfully taken away, the cooperation is over, and the story behind it is beyond the scope of their curiosity.
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Fu Jingchuan returned to the car with the men's scarf and men's sweater necklace.
He stared at the QR code on the necklace tag in silence for a while, then took his phone and scanned the QR code.
The phone quickly jumped to a page with a very simple and elegant layout, with a few yellow roses and camellias dotting the background.
Fu Jingchuan stared at the yellow roses and camellias, slightly distracted. The flower language of yellow roses means apologizing for love and being sorry, while camellias mean "let's make peace."
There is a letter on the page, which is written by Shiyang to him. It says "tO Fu Jingchuan".
Fu Jingchuan stared at the words in silence for a long time with his dark eyes, and then opened the letter with trembling fingers.
But it was empty, with only a few words:
"Fu Jingchuan, we..."
The page seems to have an automatic memory retrieval function. The cursor behind "us" pops up "Let's make peace", but it is automatically deleted. Together with the first two words "us", the text on the page changes to "Fu Jingchuan, I'm sorry." ", but when it was finished, it was quickly deleted by the cursor and changed to "Fu Jingchuan, happy birthday!", but it was also quickly deleted.
It can be seen from the constantly deleted words that Shiyang is still hesitating about what to write, and the page has not been saved. It is obviously still an unfinished work.
Fu Jingchuan's throat choked badly as he watched the text change on the page.
His eyes slowly moved up from the text with the cursor constantly changing, and landed on the draft box in the upper right corner, which indicated that there was a draft letter in it.
[One chapter for tonight]
