Iris Wisdom Teeth

, looks very ordinary, without expensive packaging, no lace ribbons, and no gorgeous big roses.

There are only fresh blue flowers, very simple and elegant, but compared with those packaging methods that cost tens of millions of yuan, it is much inferior.

Echizen didn't even look at the tens of millions of dollars of flowers, and the bouquet that appeared this time, which Echizen had always ignored, also gave reporters a very sudden move.

He reached out and took the flower in a daze, holding it in his arms.

Blue butterfly, blue iris.

There is only one person who will give him such flowers.

"Oh, thisisnotrightiris, orblue, tooromantic! (Oh, isn't this an iris, it's still blue, it's so romantic!)"

It was a female reporter who spoke, and said so excitedly.

Romantic?romantic?

Echizen was taken aback for a moment, looked at the other party suspiciously, and finally said the first sentence so far: "Why?"

Seeing Echizen speak, but the female reporter forgot to ask about tennis, the female side fully showed up, and said excitedly: "Ahfloridflorid, blueirislanguageofflowers" crush "theflowersoftthepeoplemustbesecretlyloveyou! Onlywithflowerstoconfession!" , The person who gave you the flowers must have secretly liked you! That’s why you use flowers to express your love!)”

Echizen froze, his face lost expression for a moment.

Hold the bouquet in your hand tightly, it is so big that you can hold it with both hands.Staring at the flowers in his arms, he murmured and repeated: "...secret love?"

"Compared tacky roses, blue iris is incredibly romanticah! (Compared to tacky roses, using blue irises is even more romantic!)" The female reporter continued without noticing Echizen's stunned expression.

His mind drifted away for a moment, and basically nothing the people around him said could reach Echizen's ears.

After a while, it seemed as if he realized something, his cheeks were flushed, the prince who was usually so arrogant and hard to get close to, now looked like a shy ordinary person.

The hand holding the bouquet tightened unconsciously, lowered his head, and gently smelled the fragrance of the flowers, which was unspeakably sweet.

At this moment, he finally understood, and at the same time deeply felt that he was a big fool...

Because of a boring reason, I was bored alone for a long time, and angry alone for a long time, but I didn't notice the answer that was right in front of me.

Obviously, the other party has been telling him.

Been telling him all the time.

Do your best and work your way around in a big circle...

He never found out.

"Mr. Echizen, Do you have favorite person? (Mr. Echizen, do you have favorite person?)" seems to have mentioned this aspect, the female reporter's girlish feelings are full, and she curiously opens her mouth to explore the privacy that has never been penetrated.

Returning to his senses, Echizen slightly pursed his lips, and nodded without hesitation: "I have (yes.)"

Then he raised a smile and said sincerely to everyone: "I like people who send me this bouquet. (I like the person who sent me this bouquet of flowers.)"

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The next chapter is the end woo woo woo! !

"The End" Flower & Teeth·54

"Brother Zhou Zhu, your photos after processing are so beautiful!" Igarashi Suzuko came to Fuji with an excited face, holding up the photos, and kept praising them.

"That's because the model is also very beautiful." Fuji said with a smile.

"That's not it." Suzuko put her hands on her waist and retorted, "No one else's photos are as good as Zhou Zhuge's!"

"That's because they can't catch your beauty." Still smiling.

Someone who couldn't stand it said, "Hey, don't tease my cousin if you don't mean that."

After being scolded, Bu Er also maintained a smile, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

He looked at Atobe sitting on the desk, and said jokingly with joy in his voice: "So, what does Boss Atobe think, are you qualified?"

Atobe carefully examined the stacks of photos in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "Well, very good, these are all qualified, and the book can be published next month."

"Great!" Suzuko clapped her hands happily, and then thanked Fuji: "Thank you, Zhou Zhuge, this time is thanks to you."

"No, this is another job done."

Atobe said angrily: "It should have been completed long ago. It took four months to complete a photobook. The efficiency is very low."

Hearing the sarcasm, Suzuko got angry: "Brother!"

Fuji smiled and didn't take it to heart at all: "Then, this job is done, I'm going to take a rest for a while."

"Break again? Do you know how much work you still owe me?" Hearing this, Atobe immediately frowned, his tone full of sourness.

"Brother!" Suzuko spoke again.

the second time.Now Atobe was not happy, pointing at Suzuko: "Who is your cousin!"

"It's you. But Zhou Zhu's injury was completely healed not long ago, you can't squeeze him!"

It's an arm that bends outward!Atobe's expression was about to contort.

Seeing this, Fuji took a step back in a very sensible way, and said, "Then I'll leave first, the ticket is already booked, and I'm in a hurry."

"What!? Hey, Fuji!"

Atobe's voice came from behind, and Fuji left Atobe's office with a deaf smile and a brisk footstep.

After leaving the Atobe company, he quickly took a taxi and told the driver to go to London Airport.

The smile on his face is no longer a polite disguise, at this moment, the mood is genuine and joyful.

He took out his mobile phone, and there was a text message sent a few days ago, which he had read countless times.

"12/24, see you under the cherry tree. 』──The sender, Echizen Ryoma.

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When we arrived, it was snowing.

Although the winter in Japan is not as unbearable as that in the UK, it has long been used to the cold winter in the UK, and the current snow can even be regarded as warm for Fuji.

The joy in my heart makes everything beautiful.

The snowy sky was dim, and he was the only one along the way. At this point in time, most of the people had rested.

Bu Er leisurely walked on the quiet street, because of the snow, so there was no sound when walking.

Back to Japan, his home country and the place where he grew up, it has been a long time since the last time he returned to Japan, and the last time was a gathering of Qingxue.

Bu Er looked at everything with nostalgia, walking leisurely and unrestrainedly on the road he was familiar with.

Originally, when he received the text message, he almost couldn't wait, but when he set foot on the motherland, it turned into a kind of quiet expectation.

He is enjoying the mood now.

An unspeakable feeling was brewing in his heart, as if he was about to break through.

He came to the school gate he was familiar with. At this time, the school gate was closed, but it was not difficult to turn in.

Bu Er easily jumped into the school, and at the same time, he was very happy to find on the snow that there was another trace of turning in not long ago.

Looking at the pair of footprints left in the snow, Buer smiled and headed towards his destination in the same direction as the shoe prints on the ground.

Every step in the school brings back unique memories.

This is the most vigorous place in this school, which has left many of his youthful and impulsive memories.

There are many people in the memory, many faces have become unfamiliar, and some still have contact with each other, but they are no longer what they are in memory.

There are many things worth remembering, but the one I think about the most is that child.

I still remember the first time I met that child, I still remember the smile he showed to me, I still remember the graduation ceremony that year...

Scenes are so clearly visible, as if it just happened yesterday.

Buer stopped and narrowed his blue eyes, the tenderness in his eyes can only be found when facing the person in front of him.

In winter, the cherry blossoms on the cherry tree wither and only the branches remain in the snowy night. Xinxin is lonely but does not make people feel empty.

Because of the man under the tree that makes everything look beautiful.

The snowflakes are flying, and in a panic, it also looks like cherry blossoms, like that day.

"Ryoma." Fuji said softly, calling out to the person who was looking at the cherry tree and thinking about something.

With this exit, Echizen was obviously taken aback, and then he turned his head and looked at Fuji with a little panic.

Then he said sullenly: "Senior Fuji, my appointment is on 12/24..."

"It will be in a few minutes." Fuji still smiled, stepped forward a few steps, came in front of Echizen, reached out and patted the snow off the opponent's shoulder.

Doting: "You have been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

It turned out that he was not the only one who couldn't wait.

His invitation only had a date, not an exact time, but they all appeared here at the same time. Years of habits have accumulated an unchanging tacit understanding.

The implied cherry blossom tree is a memory point of their feelings.

Echizen did not refute, glanced at Fuji, and then some