After I became a stand-in, I made the male protagonist cry[MTL]

Chapter 43

　　Before they knew it, the two had been in London for two months. Qu Mubai had a rare full schedule and spent the whole day in school. After school was finally over, he hurried home and when he opened the door, he saw Wen Heng standing at the door, dressed neatly.

　　"want to go out?"

　　"Um."

　　Wen Heng nodded, took the schoolbag from Qu Mubai and put it on the cabinet next to Xuan Huan, "I went out for a walk today and found a good place."

　　"Where?" Qu Mubai was pulled out before he even entered the door, feeling a little confused.

　　"Just follow me and you'll know."

　　"What has to be so mysterious?" Qu Mubai was curious, but seeing that Wen Heng had no intention of answering his questions, he did not ask any more questions and was dragged out obediently.

　　Perhaps he didn't expect that there were such secluded alleys in London. Qu Mubai followed Wen Heng, turning left and right until a shop full of flowers appeared in front of them.

　　"Is this the good place you mentioned?" Qu Mubai looked left and right, but didn't find any difference between this shop and other flower shops. He was speechless for a moment.

　　"Yeah." Wen Heng ignored Qu Mubai's complicated feelings and pulled him in.

　　When the door was opened, the door frame caused the wind chimes on it to sway gently, making a series of clear and pleasant ringtones. The proprietress raised her head from the flowers, straightened her hair scattered around her ears, and said gently, "Welcome."

　　Pure Chinese accent.

　　Qu Mubai raised his eyebrows. He never expected that there would be a store owned by his family outside of Chinatown.

　　"Gentlemen, what kind of flowers would you like to buy?"

　　The woman stood up and came out from the back, standing next to the two men. Without waiting for their response, she smiled and said, "Today's roses are very good."

　　"You can tell that we..." Qu Mubai didn't say the rest of the words, but the woman understood what he meant and smiled.

　　"Well, it can be seen that the two gentlemen look at each other with love."

　　Qu Mubai glanced at Wen Heng and found that he was also looking at him. The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. Wen Heng rubbed Qu Mubai's head and pushed him in front of the flowers, "See if there is anything you like."

　　"..." Qu Mu rolled his eyes at him, "You obviously know what I like?!"

　　"Then I choose?"

　　"No, I choose it myself."

　　...

　　The proprietress couldn't help laughing as she watched the two people bickering back and forth.

　　In the end, Qu Mubai chose the red rose. Roses symbolize love, and red is just like his personality, warm and lush. Once he decides on a lover, he will never let go.

　　"How about eleven?"

　　The lady boss suggested, "Eleven flowers have a good meaning, symbolizing a lifetime, and it is also more convenient to carry. What do you think?"

　　Qu Mubai thought about it and felt that it made sense. When he was about to answer, he heard Wen Heng's rejection voice beside him.

　　"It doesn't matter. We want ninety-nine."