Fluffy WangXian Oneshots

The Language of Flowers Part 3

There was a lull in the afternoon, and Wei Ying found himself thinking of the super handsome Lan Zhan, who would be waiting to go home together with him, when five o'clock came around.

It was both frightening and thrilling in a good way, the kind that set off butterflies in his stomach. He thought back to his utter surprise that Lan Zhan had turned up at his doorstep, so to speak, ready to buy flowers for his secretary. To be honest, when he had heard that, Wei Ying had felt a tear in his chest, especially that Lan Zhan had come in person to do so. You only did that for people you cared about, right?

Apparently not, not if it was Lan Zhan. Wei Ying stifled a giggle, keeping an eye on Jiang Cheng and his customer.

Lan Zhan didn't even know her name....

He kind of felt sorry for the dashing young man. He had almost passed out in their shop, and Wei Ying had never heard of someone having such a response to nasal stimulation, but remembering how Lan Zhan had looked, he knew he wasn't lying when he said it was to do with the different scents all at once. Perhaps it was to do with everything, all at once an assault upon his senses that was overwhelming.

He was glad he had plucked up the courage to text him too, and thank goodness he had then, because it looked like Lan Zhan was panicking already about not knowing her name. Either he was an aloof boss, or he genuinely did not care about his secretary. But Wei Ying thought it was the former rather than the latter. It was endearing.

Wei Ying couldn’t wait to find out more about the Jade, calling him that because his flawless skin reminded him of the precious mineral.

Jiang Cheng threw a errant stalk in his direction, jogging him out of his thoughts.

"Stop daydreaming! You've got to fix the window display yet."

"That's what I was thinking about." Wei Ying lied, effortlessly, grinning cheekily.

"Really?" Jiang Cheng was not fooled for a second. "And not the guy you landed on this morning? The one that just happened to come in before?"

Wei Ying smiled noncommittally.

"That reminds me, can you make yourself scarce later tonight? Lan Zhan is going to wait for me so we can go home together."

"I can't believe you're ditching me for some hot piece of-"

Wei Ying threw a ribbon roll at his face, his own one redder than the rose in his hair.

"Why don't you use it as an opportunity to get to know his brother? He was totally making eyes at you, all throughout that train ride. So hot!" Wei Ying mock shivered.

"Because I'm not like some people. Family comes first."

"It does for me too!" Wei Ying gave him a wounded look. "Would you rather I don't go with him tonight? Why?"

"Well...it's just that we only met them this morning. It seems like you're rushing into something too fast...that's all."

Wei Ying jumped onto his back, amid him shouting at him to get off. He kissed Jiang Cheng’s cheek, resulting in him flinging off the monkey.

"Awww...ChengCheng is worried about me!" He teased.

Jiang Cheng furiously showed him his middle finger.

"Instead of thinking I'm ditching you, why don't you take this as a chance to find out more about the brothers? Since you're so worried?"

"I might just do that. Since you lost your last good brain cell, wrapping it up with those peach blooms..." Jiang Cheng grumbled.