"The third thing," Helian Qing's eyes fell steadily on her face, no longer as dull as before, but full of cold and hard ice, "I can organize my private flower room, you can do it."
That's all. She was asked to tidy up her private garden, that's all.
"That's all." He said calmly, then turned and left, walking as hastily as when he came, and soon disappeared into the sea of flowers.
But she stayed where she was.
Qian Xiaojiu didn't know how she moved her heavy steps, which were as heavy as lead. Step by step, she brushed aside the branches in front of her and walked towards the glass greenhouse standing in the woods.
That was the first gift he gave her back then.
And she cherishes it as much as life.
Whenever she missed him, she would sit in the greenhouse, tidy up the flowers and plants, and sit on a wicker chair to drink tea and spend time with a book. Later, the greenhouse really became her treasure, because she spent so much money on it.
She put in a lot of hard work and carefully cultivated every plant in it. Later, when she left, she also thought that maybe the greenhouse would decline, maybe... no one would visit it anymore.
The 'orphan' she was taking care of, but unexpectedly, one day, she would see it again.
Standing secretly in this lush green forest, mysterious yet familiar, it made her heartache...
"How did you get here? Or are you just a new flower house..." She stood at the door, not daring to open the door, and murmured to herself.
A gust of wind blew, and she gently grabbed the hair on the back of her head and tied it into a low ponytail as usual. Then she stretched out her hand, opened the door in front of her, and stepped into the flower room.
The wooden floor in the greenhouse is the same as before, it is bamboo floor, very clean and beautiful.
Looking at the basket on the left, there is her most commonly used apron, a light green **** apron.
She picked it up and tied it herself, and then successfully found the shovel and scissors. It seemed that...everything was exactly the same as before. It had never been touched. She almost thought that this was in the greenhouse on the roof.
This is her flower room!
But is this possible? Although it is very close from Xinghai City to Nandu City,... is this possible?
She looked at the small round table with the tea set on it. She walked slowly over and put down the shovel and scissors. She picked up the tea set and was surprised to find that this... was really her tea set.
The tea sets she personally selected and purchased were exactly the same, because under the tea sets, she wrote a number on the bottom of each cup: 9.
At that time, she just wrote such a number based on the pure reaction in her mind, but she never thought that one day it would become the proof of memory...
As if she didn't believe it, she put down the tea cup and looked at each plant again!
Blue enchantress, black rose, red rose, yellow rose, white rose, green rose, purple rose, white rose, clivia, spider plant, ink orchid... every one of them!
She checked the flower pot again, and was surprised to find that even the flower plate seemed to be... She slowly squatted down on the ground, stretched out her hand to touch the leaves, the blooming petals, and the stones... Could it be that he really put the cherry blossoms in it?
The glass house in Yuyuan was moved here? Put it in such a hidden woods, what on earth... does he mean!?
Qian Xiaojiu squatted on the ground and silently looked at every plant in the greenhouse. She didn't know that at this moment, hiding behind a tree outside the glass greenhouse was a man who had left but returned quietly.