Release

After getting up and having breakfast the next day, they drove back.

After seeing off the two parents, they will go home together.

Xue Fang originally wanted to send Yan Zisheng to the parking lot of his home underground and then go back, but one of them is in Area A and the other is in Area C. He has hardly been to the parking lot in Area A, and Yan Zisheng has never been to the parking lot in Area C. , After going around for a long time, I couldn't find where Area A was, so I had to give up.

"Go back to your parking space, I'll go from above."

"I'm so sorry, I haven't been to the parking lot in Area A, so I can't find the way."

"It's okay, no one can find the way in the underground parking lot. We are so polite."

"Are you going back to school today?"

"Yes, it won't be released for the next month, the last month."

"You must work hard."

Xue Fang parked the car and walked out with Yan Zisheng. The elevator reached the first floor, and it happened to be about to refuel.

however.

However, when the door was about to open, Yan Zisheng suddenly leaned forward, like last night, tremblingly sent his lips to him.

The elevator door closed, Yan Zisheng disappeared, Xue Fang stood still, and did not recover until the elevator reached the tenth floor and stopped moving.

But he has nothing to do with Yan Zisheng.

You can't beat and scold, you can't say you can't, and you can't bear it.

May [-]th is Xue Fang's birthday. He just got up and received a call from SF Express. He opened the downstairs door for the courier brother. He didn't know who sent him the things, so he opened the door and waited for the courier brother to arrive. building.

When he was almost 30 years old, his birthday didn't matter anymore, he just went to have lunch with his mother at noon, and invited Zhao Junzhe and the others to have dinner at night.I don't even know how to buy cakes, don't care about birthday gifts, and haven't received gifts for many years.

The courier brother held a long box in his hand, "Xue Fang, right? Sign for it."

"What is it?"

"It says flowers on it. I added money early in the morning to give it away. It's true that you two are in love."

Xue Fang took the half-meter-long box and was stunned. Seeing that the sender's name was only "Daily Flower House", he opened it thoughtlessly.

It's flowers.There are no flowers in bloom.There is a green water retention tube under each flower.

Most of them are only flower buds, and a blue transparent vase is wrapped in foam underneath.and a letter.

Xue Fang suddenly felt a palpitation, remembering that superficial kiss in the elevator four days ago.

Without opening the flowers, he opened the letter directly.

It was Yan Zisheng.

It is the style of a young boy full of vigor and fearlessness.

It is the style of a young master who has no shortage of material things and no desire for things, so he has romantic feelings.

It is also a style that is made by people who are full of joy.

Yan Zisheng's handwriting is the same as his characters, gentle and lovely but sharp-edged, and the strokes of the handwriting are long but powerful.

He wrote:

"Happy birthday to my most handsome, charming, gentle and favorite Brother Fang Fang!"

"Before going to school, I ordered flowers for a month, from your birthday to my college entrance examination, from May [-]th to June [-]th. One bouquet every week. This week is peonies. Of course, there is also a letter every week."

"I want to send roses, but the florist told me it's not easy to grow, so it's easy to thank."

"I didn't want the flowers to fade quickly. I wanted you to see the flowers I sent every day. They bloomed very well in the vase."

"wait me back."

Domineering, willful, with a tone that is sure that Xue Fang will not do anything to him.

The next page is full of flowers how to maintain.

All are handwritten.

Xue Fang could almost imagine how long Yan Zisheng wrote these things before returning to school that day, and then handed it over to the flower shop, and told him to bring the letter every week after swiping his card.

He put his palms over his face and suddenly smiled.

The week after that was orange carnation.The next week is Yanglan.

In the last week, the day when Yan Zisheng's college entrance examination ended.

It's a rose.Ten kinds of roses.The tie is very beautiful, and the people in the flower shop will deliver it in person, so there is no need to put it in a vase.

There was only one sentence in the letter: "I'm back, look at me after seeing the roses."

It was a trick that Yan Zisheng could play.

Xue Fang looked at Zhou Zhou who was supposed to replace him but was not willing to throw away and bought two vases of flowers to continue to hold. He felt that Yan Zisheng really knew him very well.

Disaster.by.refuse.Absolutely.

Lianhua brings people.

The author has something to say:

I don't think flowers are just a stalk that is played badly. I received everything on my birthday a while ago, but I was the happiest when I received flowers.There is no resistance.To the point where everything is missing, but the heart is the most touching, isn't it.