obligatory love

Let's have an idea.Hypothetically, I mean hypothetically, what would happen if these two went to our modern world.

It is clearly promised that spring will start soon, but these days we have tried our best to cool down, and this Wednesday, the night near the Spring Festival is especially cold.

Sokel zipped up his clothes and opened the door.

It was already dark at this time, and the whole street was shining brightly reflected by the colorful lights on the side of the street. Even in such a cold weather, there were still many couples on the road. Girls held roses in their hands, Or one, or a bunch.

Walk a few steps and you will meet someone asking, "Sir, buy a flower for your girlfriend."

buy flowers.

This is Thorkel's first year in this world, and his first experience of Valentine's Day.If it wasn't for the young employees in the store clamoring to close the store early today, he wouldn't know that today is such a special day.

Of course, I don't know, Valentine's Day is to buy flowers.

Sokel took a second look at the bouquet of roses.

It's not that pretty, at least in his opinion, it's not as good-looking as the few potted flowers that Cheng Yuan raised on the balcony.

The peddler was clever. Seeing him staring at the flowers, he hurried forward to sell them, "Sir, please bring me a rose. One rose is single-minded, ninety-nine roses are long-lasting, one thousand three hundred and four roses are for a lifetime, and three thousand roses are for a lifetime. 99 four flowers, that means we will be together forever.”

"Life after life," thought Thorkel, "good enough."

But Sokel didn't buy back more than 3000 roses, mainly because the peddler didn't prepare so many roses.

Who would have expected that someone would buy so many roses on the street.

So this night, when Cheng Yuan opened the door, the first thing he saw was a large bouquet of bright red roses.

"Why are you still buying flowers? Come in, it's cold outside."

After closing the door, Cheng Yuan put his hand on the young man's hand, and complained softly, "It's such a cold day, you won't be afraid of freezing your hands when you hold it back."

"Not cold." Sokel shook his head.His females didn't seem very happy, unlike the women on the street who received flowers. "Don't you like it?"

Only then did Cheng Yuan smile. He took the large bouquet of roses, looked up at his young man and said, "I like it."

What I like is not roses, but the person who gives them.

"How do you know to buy flowers?" Cheng Yuan found a vase and put the flowers in it.

"Others have it." Sokel said.

Everyone else has it, so I want you to have it too.Thorkel thought.

"Then just buy one, why buy so many." The bouquet was too big to fit in the slender vase, and Cheng Yuan was about to divide the flowers into two bunches.

"It can't be dismantled." Sokel stepped forward quickly, stopping his movement. "For a long time, it cannot be dismantled."

Sockleton paused, frowning as if annoyed, "There are not enough flowers, there are no lifetimes, only a long time."

It took Cheng Yuan a while to understand what he was talking about, and he burst out laughing.He stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of the orc's mouth, "It's good for a long time, it will last longer than lifetimes."

This is a very gentle kiss, like a budding willow branch dotted on the sparkling lake, with the warmth and lightness of spring.However, Thorkel felt that this kiss was not suitable for this festival.

Not for the night either.

A hand was clasped behind his head, not very hard, and only moved forward slightly, which aggravated the kiss.