Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

But he was ready.

And it's just right for her liking.

Whether it was the flowers, the painting, or him as a person, she liked them all.

I like it very much.

Although she was not at home, the room was being tidied all the time.

The vase she originally brought up from the basement was empty.

Yan He picked it up and turned it around in his hand.

Before I just thought it could be used to grow flowers, but now it seems a bit monotonous.

He glanced sideways at the bouquet.

Still holding the vase in his arms, he turned and went downstairs.

"What's wrong? What are you going to do?"

Yan's mother was sitting on the sofa. As soon as she heard the sound, she got up and went to greet her.

Subconsciously, I wanted to take the vase from her hand: "Whatever you want to do, mom will help you."

But haven't encountered it yet.

She avoided it.

Yan He moved his hand and moved the vase away from his arms: "No, I just want to change it. You can sit down."

With that said, he walked directly past Yan's mother and headed towards the basement.

There were footsteps immediately behind him.

Followed all the way to the storage room.

The vases are neatly placed on the shelves, and some are even packed in boxes to prevent dust.

"This is beautiful, made of blue and white porcelain. Isn't it a popular Chinese style recently?"

"I'll take a look."

"This one's not bad. It's made of colored glaze and has a nice shape."

"Okay, let's prepare it first."

"and this......"

"Mother."

Although the storage room in the basement is not big, there is still enough space for several people to stand and move around in it.

Yan He has not yet opened a few boxes on the shelf on the left, but she has been greeted several times by the ones on the right.

Said he likes to go against his will.

He said he didn't like it but was afraid of hurting her heart.

In the end, he chose nothing and forced her to stay here with him and work blindly.

Somewhat helplessly, he put down the vase on his hand and said, "Mom, I can just pick it myself. Just relax, okay?"

"..."

"I want to pick it up myself."

Yan's mother also knew that she was too nervous, and because of guilt, she was always eager to make amends.

But it can easily backfire.

"Okay, then if you need something, just call me."

"Well, you go up first."

Yan He pursed his lips, looked at her back, and finally said softly: "It's all over. You don't need to make yourself too nervous. I'll be fine."

Moreover, what happened happened, and making up for it cannot erase the traces.

And if it goes too far, it will make her feel unsure, insecure and at a loss.

"When I've made my choice, you can help me refer to it."

"Row."

When he was the only one left in the space, Yan He took a deep breath.

It became a lot easier.

She originally wanted to choose a better-looking one, but she searched over and over again.

I always felt that a vase that looked too expensive and retro was not suitable for her room.

In the end, I chose the same material and color as the first one, except this one has a petal-shaped mouth.

At least there is a little bit of creativity amidst the monotony.

Yan's mother has always preferred retro ornaments. If it were in the past, she would immediately ask her daughter if she wanted to change them.

But today, I moved my mouth twice and swallowed back the words that were already on my lips.

"As long as you like it, it looks pretty."

"I think it's okay too."

Yan He went upstairs with a washed vase filled with water, took out the flowers, washed the roots, cut them off one by one, poured in the flower awakening liquid, and then put them in.

He lay on the table and stared for a while.

She picked up her phone and downloaded a software that took pictures to identify plants.

Refraction rose.

Flower language and meaning: full of vitality and hope, representing a bright future and...lasting love.

Yan He couldn't help but reach out and tap on the petals.

So, since he sent this flower, he should know its meaning, right?

The packaging without the bouquet was left alone.

Yan He took it directly downstairs, originally planning to throw it away in the large trash can on the side of the road.

Mother Lin happened to be taking out the trash, so she took it away directly.

...........................

Zhou family.

The man was sitting in the living room and picked up his phone countless times and looked at it.

Zhou Zhiyun was sitting on the single sofa next to him, and he could always accidentally catch his eye from the corner of his eye.

Mainly because Zhou Zhiheng watched it so often that it was difficult for her not to pay attention.

I couldn't help it anymore and rolled my eyes.

"I told you I would give you some advice, don't hide things in the bouquet. If you don't listen, why don't you just give it to her?"

It was doing pretty well before.

I just have a stubborn mind and am having pure love here when I shouldn’t be having pure love.

"What if she didn't find it and just threw it away?"

"If you lose it, just lose it. It doesn't matter if she doesn't know."

"Then why did you let it go?"

"I am willing."

"..."

She shouldn't worry about this.

Zhou Zhiyun rolled his eyes again, and when he was about to stand up, he suddenly said: "Aren't you embarrassed?"

"..."

The two siblings haven't spoken to each other well since they were young.

The person who hadn't paid any attention to her since just now finally raised his eyes lazily: "What do you think?"

"Yes, you are very thick-skinned."

There was no way she could be embarrassed, she was really out of her mind.

After waiting for others to leave.

Zhou Zhiheng picked up his phone again and opened WeChat.

Still no news.

Thin lips pursed tightly.

Little heartless.

I didn’t know how to send him a message when I got home.

Adhering to the principle, if the mountain doesn't come, I will go to it, and I will go to the mountain.

Mr. Zhou, who was always in charge of others, did not wait for the news and sent it himself.

Yan He returned to the room and stood still at the door for a long time.

Then he walked towards the window sill, holding the vase and moving it to the side. A photo was hidden behind it.

She reached out and picked it up, half of the man's long legs on it were occupied.

In addition to outstanding temperament and appearance.

The six words of Huazhong Conservatory of Music behind him are particularly conspicuous.

He actually went to her school.

When she just opened the bouquet, she didn't even dare to look at it for fear that her hands would smear the photos.

Turned over gently.

"Take me with you next time."

Yan He couldn't help but pursed his lips, and inexplicably understood what he wanted to express.

Just unconditionally support any decision she makes.

How can this person be so good?

There were no words heard in the hospital that day, combined with the noisy sounds around me.

Today she was able to determine where Zhou Zhiheng was at that time.

He's at her school.

She thought about many places he would go, but she never thought he would go to her school alone.

Isn't it too foul?

Just as I was thinking about it, the cell phone on the bed rang.

Yan He picked it up and took a look.

Zhou Zhiheng: [Is Yan Yan home? ]