Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

Ling Ziyan was about to die laughing: "Who told you this? The flower language of sunflowers has always been a secret love."

"I don't know." Lu Nuanyang murmured, and then suddenly went to see the clerk: "Sorry, I don't want it anymore."

The clerk was ready to wrap it up for him, but he wasn't angry when he heard this. He just said, "Why don't you change some flowers? There are a lot of flowers for friends."

She also heard the conversation between the two just now.

Lu Nuanyang's mind was a little confused and he waved his hand: "I won't buy it yet... I'm sorry, I'll come over to buy it after school is over in the afternoon."

He is tall and handsome, wearing clothes of unknown brand, but they are not cheap at first glance.

The clerk smiled and said, "Okay, you are welcome to come at any time."

The two of them left the flower shop, and Ling Ziyan asked him: "So, who are you giving them to? Why do you give them flowers? You don't know the language of flowers, so you give them randomly."

Lu Nuanyang was speechless.

Since I took Han Zhinan back for a meal last time, I bought vases and sunflowers.

And knowing that Sunflower was defeated in almost seven days, Lu Nuanyang bought her a few more ones almost every other week since then.

After all, the vase has been bought. If the flowers are gone, we can’t let the vase be empty.

He thought so.

And the meaning of sunflower is also good.

Subconsciously, he still had the idea of ​​taking care of Han Zhinan.

As a result, unexpectedly, the flower language of sunflowers is secret love.

He gave it away for so long, shouldn't it be misunderstood?

No, Han Zhinan doesn't seem to know what the flower language of sunflowers is.

It doesn't seem appropriate that he keeps sending it and then suddenly stops sending it.

But he knew the flower language of sunflowers, so it seemed inappropriate to give them as gifts.

Lu Nuanyang felt heavy-headed, and after separation from Ling Ziyan, he sent Lu Nianxi a message in depression.

He wanted to know if Lu Nianxi knew the flower language of sunflowers.

He sent it to Lu Hongze again and popularized this common sense to him.

This is how to do?

He is a little worried.

I just hope that Han Zhinan will not misunderstand.

But thinking about his relationship with Han Zhinan, the two have always been like friends, and Han Zhinan focused on studying.

I probably don’t know either.

Lu Nianxi quickly replied to him and asked him what he meant.

Obviously he doesn't know either.

Lu Hongze only replied, "I understand."

Lu Nuanyang had no choice but to complain to her sister: "Sister, I gave Nannan sunflowers for a long time, and then I realized today that the flower language of sunflowers is secret love."

Lu Nianxi burst into laughter: "What's the matter? In addition to the specific meaning of flowers, flowers also convey people's beautiful blessings. Sunflowers themselves represent hope and expectations, so it's not wrong to give them to friends."

"Then do you think Nan Nan will misunderstand?" He was most worried about this.

Lu Nianxi said: "You have given me gifts for so long, so I would have misunderstood you. But I see that your relationship with Nan Nan is still the same as before. Obviously Nan Nan doesn't know. Will you give me gifts again in the future?"

"I don't want to send sunflowers, I'm afraid she will misunderstand."

"Then you explain it to her clearly." Lu Nianxi said: "Send another kind of flowers. Why? If there is anything inappropriate about sunflowers, tell Nannan. In fact, I think it's okay. Why can't sunflowers represent friendship?"

Lu Nuanyang is not the kind of pedantic person. The flower language of sunflowers is secret love, so it can only be given to the person you have a crush on.

Lu Hongze also gave Lu Nianxi a gift.

He even gave it to his mother.

Like Lu Nianxi said, it would be good if it represents sincere emotions and beautiful blessings.

He suddenly felt enlightened: "I understand, sister!"

Flowers are given by people and their thoughts. If they are blindly related to the language of flowers, the beauty itself may be compromised.

Seeing that the class time had not come yet, Lu Hongze quickly ran to the flower shop, bought a few more sunflowers, and sent them to Han Zhinan.

Han Zhinan took it and smiled sweetly: "Thank you!"

Lu Nuanyang felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it, but he couldn't help but ask: "Nan Nan, do you know the flower language of sunflowers?"

Seeing that he was a little nervous, Han Zhinan smiled and said, "You know?"

Lu Nuanyang opened his eyes wide: "You knew this a long time ago?"

"I didn't know, but my roommate told me."

"Then...will you misunderstand me?"

"No." Han Zhinan said, "Of course I know what you mean, and I won't think too much about it!"

Hearing what Han Zhinan said, Lu Nuanyang felt relieved.

However, for some reason, Lu Nuanyang felt a little uncomfortable hearing her answer so simply.

"However, if you have a girlfriend in the future, don't give it to me." Han Zhinan added, "We won't misunderstand, but others will still think too much."

"I know." Lu Nuanyang said, "Then from now on..."

He was about to say farewell later, but before he could finish his words, he heard someone calling "Nannan" over there.

He looked back and saw a gentle boy wearing glasses walking over.

Han Zhinan waved at him, and then said to Lu Nuanyang: "My classmate is here, we have to go to class, bye!"

Then, Lu Nuanyang watched helplessly as Han Zhinan ran towards the boy.

When the boy saw Han Zhinan, he smiled brightly.

Lu Nuanyang didn't move, just stood there, watching the two people walking side by side.

The boy had obviously been talking to Han Zhinan, with his head tilted slightly and a smile on his lips.

Very enthusiastic.

If you show your courtesy for nothing, there must be something fishy about it!

As he was also a boy, Lu Nuanyang felt that he understood boys too well.

He felt a little blocked in his heart, as if he was being suppressed by something and felt uncomfortable.

Lu Nuanyang frowned and watched the two disappear around the corner before going back to class.

When he went back in the evening, Lu Nianxi mentioned the sunflower thing.

Lu Nuanyang said: "I explained to Nannan that Nannan knew about Huayu, but she did not misunderstand."

"Yes, we are all friends, how could there be a misunderstanding." Lu Nianxi said, "I am open and honest, and I am not afraid of others misunderstanding."

After Lu Nianxi finished speaking, she went to look at Lu Hongze: "Even if I know the language of flowers, if Xiaoze sends me flowers, I will only be happy. I will not think about what the language of flowers is. Can't anyone except my lover send roses?"

Xie Yanzhi also said: "Yes, except for some special flowers, I think there is no problem with everything else."

"I understand." Lu Nuanyang said in a muffled voice.

Lu Hongze also said: "It is said that when you give roses to others, the fragrance lingers in your hands. In itself, sending flowers and receiving them are both very happy things. Don't think too much about it."

"it is good."

Lu Nianxi looked at him: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Lu Nuanyang looked languid and looked abnormal.

"No, no." Lu Nuanyang said hurriedly.

After dinner, he sneaked into Lu Hongze's room: "Brother! I went back to school today and met Ling Ziyan."

Lu Hongze said: "Yeah."

"Don't be okay," Lu Nuanyang said anxiously: "She told me that she has a very good impression of you... Oh, it means she likes you, so show it!"