This petal was left by a senior who was about to confess his love to another girl, but was afraid of being rejected, so he secretly hid in a corner of the beach and counted the petals there to predict whether he would be rejected.
At that time, Yun Yan even laughed and said that the senior was such a sissy and that if she liked her, she would confess directly. What was the point of holding a flower and saying "Confession will succeed" and "Confession will not succeed"?
Haiyue feels that boys are not girly at all, but rather cute. This kind of behavior of catching something and using it to test one's fate is usually done by relatively innocent people...[
At that time, Haiyue impulsively fell in love with the senior.
Probably because she was embarrassed about counting petals, before she could finish her words, the senior ran away with a blushing face, forgetting to even pick up the petals scattered on the beach.
A small pile of petals suddenly appeared on the neat beach, which was really unsightly. Haiyue picked them up, put them in a bag, and put them in her bag. She was going to find a trash can to throw them away when she went back.
Unexpectedly, I was so happy that I forgot about it. When I remembered to take the petals out of the bag, I found that they had become dried flowers. Haiyue put some of the dried petals into a small bag and put them on her clothes.
Use it as a fragrance in the cupboard...
And this petal...
The sea moon twists up the long-dried rose petals stuck to the photo.
Because the shape of this petal was really strange, I put it in the photo album. At that time, Yun Yan even laughed at her for being like an urban environmentalist who liked to pick up trash everywhere...
Haiyue's heart was filled with confusion, and her eyes were once again blurred by the mist.
Suddenly there was a slight sound of the doorknob twisting behind her. Haiyue froze for a moment. She hurriedly stuffed the photos and petals into the album, hid them under the luggage bag, quickly wiped her eyes and turned away.
It’s Sikong Jingqiu!
Haiyue took a deep breath and tried her best to make her tone sound as smooth as possible, "Si, Master Sikong, are you awake?"
Sikong Jingqiu did not answer her question. He glanced at the photo album on the ground and the photos that he had not had time to hide. His face suddenly darkened, and his half-closed pupils cast a cold light, "What are you doing hiding here?"