I'm here while you're waiting

"Every kind of flower has its own flower language. Although the senders and recipients of flowers usually don't pay attention to these, they will inevitably look for them when sending or receiving flowers. Therefore, when we help customers choose flowers, we must Pay attention to these, even if someone has already decided what flower to buy, you can chat casually, or talk about the flower language of this flower, so as to avoid misunderstanding after sending it. Of course, if they don’t accept it, let it go.”

"Look, here is the flower language of some flowers." Jing Hao opened a webpage, "Behind many flowers there is a beautiful story, or a religious or mythical background. It embodies people's strong feelings, and slowly it spreads among people. The eyes are enough to express that emotion."

"Well, the lilac flower I talked about today also has a story..."

Jing Hao spoke carefully, and An Wen listened very carefully. The two were very close, and the distance was much smaller at first.

"How is it?" Jing Hao turned to look at An Wen and asked.

Anwen nodded, then shook his head again.

"how?"

"I like these very much, but there are so many that I can't remember them all." Anwen said with some distress.

Jing Hao said dumbfoundedly: "I didn't ask you to memorize everything today, take your time, and it's not an exam. Moreover, different people have different understandings and preferences for different flowers, so the meanings of sending them are naturally different. You don't have to completely bound by this rigid interpretation."

Anwen nodded, but his eyes were still on the pictures and text on the computer.

Jing Hao stretched out his hand and rubbed An Wen's head: "Don't force me to remember, if it's just for remembering, Hua will be sad."

"Huh?" An Wen turned to look at Jing Hao.

"If you really love flowers, you should maintain your own unique understanding of the dialogue, instead of looking at it according to other people's rules."

"Yeah." Anwen nodded.

"Why do you grow purple violets outside the flower shop?" Anwen asked, "Do you like purple violets very much?"

"Fortunately, I mainly like the name of this flower." Jing Hao shrugged.

"Like the name?" Anwen asked suspiciously.

"I like purple. Viola is also lavender. When Viola is put together, the name sounds beautiful, so I like it very much, so I planted it."

"Is this okay?" Anwen was very surprised

"Why not?" Jing Hao asked back.

"Uh, that's right..." Anwen thought for a long time but didn't think of an answer.

"Like is like, it's the kind of feeling I know in my heart, so as long as I like it, why do I have to find a reason." Jing Hao rubbed Anwen's hair again, sighing in his heart, it's so soft.Then he took off his hand while Anwen wasn't paying attention.

Anwen nodded.

Jing Hao couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" An Wen glanced at Jing Hao.

"Laughing at you." Jing Hao leaned back on the sofa.

Anwen was taken aback, "What's wrong with me?"

"You believe everything I say and do it. What a good baby." Jing Hao said with a smile.

Unusually, Anwen no longer had a flat expression, but said a little furiously: "You are the good baby!" He gave Jing Hao a hard look, turned around and went back to his bedroom, and slammed the door behind him.

Sitting on the sofa, Jing Hao still smiled unabated, and twisted his hands, the soft touch still remained in his hands.A feeling called liking is growing.

"Let's go with the flow." Jing Hao sighed and started his "main job".

Not long after it was done, snowflakes suddenly fell on Jing Hao's computer screen.Jing Hao sighed, pressed a few keys, walked to the door, closed the door, and walked around the living room, seeing that the door of Anwen's room was closed well.Then he closed the curtains on the window, took a small mirror from the drawer and went back to the computer.The snowflakes have stopped, and a black dialog box appears.

"Don't forget to go home when you've been out for a long time." Blue bold lettering.

"I don't have a home." Purple Xingkai.

"When can this password be changed?" It was replaced with a black font.

"When I have a home." Purple Xingkai.

"A friend is here, don't you want to come and meet?" The red tilted the black body.

"I don't want to." Purple Xingkai.

After about 1 minute or so, the dialog box pops up again.

"You are not alone." Black body.

"maybe." Purple regular script.

After half a minute, there was no response.

Jing Hao tapped on the keyboard.

"One more minute." Purple Xingkai.

"Don't plan to come back?" Black black body.

"It was decided at the beginning." Purple Xingkai.

"Thought you missed us." Black bold.

"No, this is the last time." Purple Xingkai.

Jing Hao looked at the time, and it was almost a minute. After pressing a few keys, purple flowers began to bloom on the computer screen, and finally returned to normal.

Jing Hao looked at the computer for a long while, his index finger fluttered, and a string of codes quickly scrolled across the screen.

In another place, a person looked at the computer with a purple screen, thought that he had just typed half of the words, and hammered the table, but he really couldn't fix the blue screen.

When the computer recovered, I hurriedly used that code again, but it didn't work.

"Last time." The man said softly.He leaned back abruptly, and finally turned off the computer helplessly.

In the middle of the night, Anwen opened his eyes, but there was a trace of hopelessness at the moment when he woke up, but he soon recovered.Without turning on the light, I walked to the door in the dark, opened the door, and then the warm light entered the room.

Anwen walked out slowly to heat up a cup of milk, and put it on Jing Hao's table.

Jing Hao looked up: "Why are you up?"

Anwen shook his head, "Don't be too late."

"Well, go to sleep, I'll be fine in a while."

"Yeah." Anwen nodded, walked back to his bedroom, left the door open, lay down on the bed again, and watched the light extend from the door to the room, to the wall, and finally to the roof.Listen to the sound of typing on the keyboard and clicking the mouse outside.Anwen closed his eyes reassuringly, and slowly fell asleep.