Zilan

1.

Today is the 51st time Jiuwan has sighed.

"Jiuwanlan, what's wrong with you?" The little weed by the window asked courageously.

"Master's birthday is coming." Jiuwanlan sighed again, but in the eyes of humans, it was just a slight sway due to the wind.

Owner?The little weed remembered that it was the bastard who often came to pull weeds.

"So what?" Little Weed didn't think so.

"It is said that this day is very important to human beings." Jiuwanlan's voice was a little excited, and even the beautiful little flowers shook slightly, "I want to give him a gift."

The little weed thinks that today's humans are also very hateful.

2.

Yan Zhuoqing is a scientific materialist—at least he used to be.

Now he suspects that his orchids have become fine, and when he realizes this idea, he feels absurd.However, no one could answer him, what is the long-haired boy sitting on the window edge dangling his legs.

The boy's face was extremely pale, he looked about his age, perhaps a little smaller than him, and he was wearing a snow blue shirt and black trousers.

The sunlight passed through the boy's body, casting a silhouette on the ground, and for a moment his figure was in a trance, like a mist that would soon disperse.

Yan Zhuoqing lowered his head to pack his schoolbag, he was used to this scene every morning.

3.

"What should I give him?" Jiuwan frowned, counting on his fingers, the owner's birthday is May No. 20, and there are only two days left.

Although the little weed didn't like that human being, he really couldn't see Jiuwan's unhappy appearance, so he said reluctantly, "Can you see what he likes?"

"What do you like?" Jiuwan's eyes lit up, of course it was flowers.

The master likes flowers, otherwise he wouldn't have picked up his dilapidated self and taken good care of it.

But Jiuwan has no money, so he can't buy flowers to give to his master. On the other hand, Jiuwan is a little selfish. He doesn't like other flowers to compete with him for his master. I feel that I am really a selfish bad flower.

In addition, there is only one flower left, which is his body Jiu Wanlan, but it belongs to the owner, so it cannot be given away.

Today is also a day of distress for Jiu Wanlan.

4.

Yan Zhuoqing is not a person who loves flowers, and he himself can't explain why he picked up the Jiuwan Orchid that was discarded on the side of the road and was about to wither, and it was still a fine orchid.

After watering Jiuwan Orchid, Yan Zhuoqing frowned, the orchid seemed a little sluggish.However, when his finger touched the tip of the leaf, it trembled, and it perked up and rubbed against his hand slightly.

So tender and tender, it makes people want to play with it in the palm of their hand.

Yan Zhuoqing couldn't help but wonder if that boy's hand felt the same way.

5.

"what happened to you?"

When he heard the master asking him, Jiu Wan shivered, thinking that the master had already seen that he was a spirit.But the master didn't speak any more.

Maybe he was talking to himself, but Jiuwan let out a long breath, unable to tell whether it was luck or disappointment.

6.

Yan Zhuoqing sent several photos of Jiuwanlan.

Yan Zhuoqing: My orchid is sluggish, let's see what's going on.

Orchid cultivation expert: Your Jiuwan orchid is really beautiful, and the orchid grass is green and energetic, but there are too many flowers, so cut it off.

Yan Zhuoqing: [You retracted a message]

Yan Zhuoqing: [You retracted a message]

Yan Zhuoqing: [You retracted a message]

Yan Zhuoqing: [You retracted a message]

Orchid cultivation expert:?

[Reminder: The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet]

Believe in your ghost, you can't see anything and you still need to cut flowers, you fart expert.

7.

Since the owner can't give away the item he likes first, he can give away the item he likes second.

Jiu Wan enthusiastically decided to cook for his master on that day!

8.

The boy was extremely excited today, as could be seen from his legs that were dangling a little higher than usual.

Yan Zhuoqing went to school as usual, after walking a few steps, his heart skipped a beat, he looked back, the young man was talking to the little bird on the edge of the window, and he bent his eyebrows happily.

Xu Shi noticed Yan Zhuoqing's gaze, and he also raised his head to look at Yan Zhuoqing, showing a big smile.

Clear and clean, even clearer than the sun, the corners of the eyes and brows are the beauty of peach blossoms in March.

Yan Zhuoqing's breathing became disordered.

He couldn't tell whether he was raising orchid essence or peach blossom essence.

9.

Jiu Wan excitedly picked up the spatula, and covered his mouth and coughed dismally within an hour.

He is an orchid essence who has never learned how to cook, and now he needs to spend half a day to make himself a quick cook.

Jiu Wanlan felt that this was more uncomfortable than him not going to the sun.

Finally, he cooked a dish, the host's favorite hot and sour potato shreds.

However, at the same time, there was a sound of opening the door at the entrance.

When it was over, he also cleaned up the house.

10.

The room is full of flowers.

What do you think happened when you came home to find your house in a mess?

The house was burglarized.

What if there is a good-looking teenager in front of you holding a plate of what looks like shredded potatoes?

Yan Zhuoqing's first reaction was to step in and immediately kick the door shut, only to realize later that the boy was invisible to others.

The young man seemed to have not recovered from the accident, and he was stunned.

There was a black thing hanging on his chin, Yan Zhuoqing felt that it was really an eyesore, so he stepped forward to wipe it off for him.

The young man came back to his senses because of his touch, Yanhong climbed from the place where Yan Zhuoqing touched to his whole body.

"Lord, master, why can you see me?!"

It didn't seem strange that such a slightly shameful title came out of the boy's mouth.

"Why can't I see you? You are my orchid." Although Yan Zhuoqing was surprised to meet the young man, he still had a smile on his face.

Suddenly revealing his identity, the young man was dazed by the information.

"It's just, what did you do while I wasn't here?" Yan Zhuoqing took the plate of suspected potato shreds from his hand, and glanced at the messy room.

"I..." The boy lowered his head guiltily, "I originally wanted to cook for the master's birthday, but accidentally messed up the room and brought such a bad birthday to the master, I'm sorry."

The boy's eyes were also red.

Birthday?Yan Zhuoqing hadn't heard this word for a long time, and it was still said to him.

He raised his hand and rubbed the corners of the young man's eyes, but he didn't feel the peach blossom, so it must be orchid essence.

11.

"I'm very happy."

Warm breath brushed over the neck, and Jiu Wan fell into a warm embrace.

"Thank you," he heard his master say.

12.

Yan Zhuoqing tasted the hot and sour potato shreds.

So sweet.

His orchid essence is a few spoonfuls of sugar.

However, this is the first time that Yan Zhuoqing feels that the sweet and greasy shredded potatoes taste good, and it would be even better if the sourness does not make the teeth go soft.

13.

"It's the last step." Jiuwan said solemnly, grabbing Yan Zhuoqing who got up to clean up the dishes, but felt that this was a bit rude, so he just touched it and put it down, but he also successfully stopped Yan Zhuoqing's movement.

He took a deep breath: "Master, happy 520!"

Yan Zhuo shook his head, and pulled his slightly messy hair behind his ears: "I was wrong."

Jiuwan frowned in frustration, thought for a moment and finally remembered, raised his head excitedly, his pupils were shining, as if all the dim yellow light gathered in his eyes, it was unbelievably warm.

"Master, happy birthday!"

Yan Zhuoqing took his hand and half embraced him.

"Happy 520, my orchid."

The author has something to say: I am worried that some cuties will not be able to see what Yan Juvenile has withdrawn - what Yan Juvenile has withdrawn is the photo of the precious orchid.