Lavender is a fragrant purple-blue flower. It is as romantic as its location. This flower born in Provence, France, has a beautiful love legend...
There was a beautiful girl in Provence in ancient times. One day, she was picking budding flowers alone in the cold valley. On her way home, she met an injured traveler from afar who asked her for directions.
The girl held a bouquet full of flowers and looked at the handsome young man with affectionate eyes. At that moment, her heart was occupied by the young man's enthusiastic and unrestrained smile.
Regardless of her family's objections, the girl insisted on letting the young man stay in the guest room at home to recuperate until he recovered...
As the days passed, the young man's leg injury healed, and the relationship between the two quickly warmed up. On a cool morning, the young man was about to say goodbye and leave...
However, the girl did not want her family's objection and she followed the young man away to his distant hometown full of roses...
Before the girl left, the old lady in the village held a bouquet of newly bloomed lavender and asked the infatuated girl to use this bouquet of newly bloomed lavender to test the young man's sincerity...
It is said that the scent of lavender bouquets can make unclean things appear...
It was that morning when the valley was full of lavender. When the young man took the girl's hand and prepared to go on a long journey, the girl threw a lavender bouquet hidden in her coat on the young man!
Suddenly! A burst of purple smoke suddenly gathered and dispersed, and the cold wind could be faintly heard in the valley, like a young man whispering...
The young man just disappeared...
'I am your heart that wants to travel far...'
The lonely figure of the girl is left alone and melancholy...
Not long after, the girl disappeared. Some said that she followed the fragrance of flowers to find the young man. Some said that she was also transformed into a line of light smoke by the young man and disappeared in the valley...
The poignant and resentful story inevitably coincides with the encounter between Han Yi'er and Yun Aotian.
If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan were spoken in the middle of the night, the rain and the bells at night will not complain at all. How can I be so lucky with my brocade clothes and the branches with wings?
Wish for that day.
‘I was amazed when we first met, but still when we meet again.’ Time flies, and they can’t go back to the past. Maybe they fell in love at first sight, but when they meet again, it will be a sad time. If so, it will not be as good as the feeling when they first met...
He smiled bitterly and polished the soil on his hands and body. The sky was getting darker and he turned around to go back to the villa. Xiaoxuan was standing behind him, looking at him in a panic: "Xiaoxuan?" Han Yi'er was curious.
Walk towards Xiaoxuan.
Xiaoxuan's expression was extremely panicked, and his heart was wandering around and struggling, because...
She knew that the young master had given an order in the center of the garden that no one was allowed to plant anything, and the flowers in the utility room were lavender flowers that the young master bought and kept there!
Everyone in the family knows that the young master hates lavender the most, but Han Yi'er...
Should he stop her? Or turn a blind eye and let her hit the wall? Xiaoxuan stood behind Han Yi'er for a long time...
She has been struggling in her heart. After all, she is a simple woman, but she still wants to take revenge on Han Yi'er for her ruthlessness.
So I kept watching Han Yi'er bury the "bitter fruit" into the soil.
After hesitating for a moment, Xiaoxuan still couldn't resist the condemnation in his heart, and finally spoke vaguely: "Yi'er... those flowers..."