"Hello, is it Miss Wang Yiyuan?" a young man wearing a peaked cap stood at the door of the studio holding a bouquet of flowers, looked at the address on the delivery list, and asked Wang Yiyuan in the reception desk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yiyuan nodded inexplicably: "It's me." Are you?"

"Oh, I'm from Sunshine Flower Workshop, this is your flower, please sign for it. The other party smiled professionally. As he spoke, he walked in the door and handed the delivery order to Wang Yiyuan, and asked if he needed to help Wang Yiyuan arrange the flowers.

"Are you sure this is for me?" asked Wang Yiyuan, pointing at herself with some surprise.

"Yes, the name of the address is correct, your phone number is 13XXXXXXXXX, right?"

"Ah, yes. ”

"That's right, this is for you. Please sign for it. ”

Wang Yiyuan took the delivery order blankly, and saw that the delivery order only registered the address, name and phone number of the flower recipient, and did not leave the information of the flower giver.

"Do you know who sent it?"

"I really don't know this, I'm the one in charge of delivering flowers in the store, and other colleagues are responsible for taking orders. But here's a small card, so I guess there is a message to leave the flower giver. ”

Wang Yiyuan signed her name, and after receiving the bouquet of flowers, she expressed her gratitude to the guy who sent the flowers.

After waiting for the other party to leave, she took out the small card from the flowers, and when she opened it, she couldn't help but be stunned again, there was no blessing on the card, and there was no signature of the flower giver, just one word: "ten".

What does that mean?

Wang Yiyuan carefully observed the bouquet of flowers in her hand, the whole bouquet was misplaced with purple three-layer wrapping paper, surrounded by stars in the sky, ten delicate roses were blooming, only one of them was red, and the other nine were yellow.

Could it be that the "ten" on the card refers to these ten roses, which represents perfection?

In daily life or social interaction, people give different flower languages to different types and quantities of various flowers.

The language of flowers originated in ancient Greece, when not only flowers had specific meanings, but also leaves and fruit trees, such as the wreath made of the branches of the laurel tree that we all know is a symbol of victory or excellence, which is also the origin of the word "laurel" later.

At the beginning of the 19th century, the flower language began to emerge in France, and then became popular in other countries such as Britain and the United States. By the middle of the 19th century, the language of flowers, as an implicit expression, was accepted by the general public.

As we all know, the flower language of red roses means "I love you". The flower language of yellow roses is a little more complicated, for friendship, yellow roses represent pure friendship and good wishes, and for love, yellow roses represent passionate true love, but also represent apologies for love.

So now the question is, there is a red rose and nine yellow roses in this bouquet of flowers, what does this mean?

I don't understand the meaning of the flower representative, and the person who sent the flower can't guess who it is, is it who is joking?

Wang Yiyuan thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a clue, so she had to give up.

After rummaging through the cabinets in the studio for a while, she really couldn't find a vase suitable for flower arrangement, so Wang Yiyuan simply left the flowers in the corner of the table, thinking that it would be good to bring a vase from home tomorrow and put the flower inserts on the empty reception table to decorate.

Originally, Wang Yiyuan should have been very happy in her heart, after all, this was the first bouquet of flowers she received after bidding farewell to her student days and stepping into society, but when she thought of not knowing who the person who sent the flowers, the little excitement in her heart became a little uncomfortable.

The next morning, at the same time, the same guy appeared in front of Wang Yiyuan again, still purple wrapping paper, or starry sky as accessories, the difference is that this time the roses have become two red and seven yellow, and the words on the card have also become "nine".

Seeing that the flowers on the previous day had no signs of withering, Wang Yiyuan simply stuffed the two bouquets of flowers into the large vase she brought from home and put them on the reception desk.

On the third day, the third bouquet of flowers arrived, three red, five yellow, and the card number became "eight".

Wang Yiyuan threw the first bouquet of flowers into the garbage basket, and the second and third bouquets were inserted into the vase, which were still placed on the reception desk.

In the afternoon, Hu Hao came to the studio, and as soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the flowers on the reception desk: "You put this?"

"Uh-huh. Isn't it appropriate to put it here?"

"That's not what I meant. I think it's nice to put it that way. So, how much money did you spend, get out of the studio. ”

Wang Yiyuan covered her mouth and smiled: "I spent twenty yuan on this vase and bought it from a two-yuan store." And the price of the flowers, I really don't know. ”

Hu Hao swept his eyes, and soon found that there was a bouquet of discarded flowers in the garbage basket in the reception desk, and couldn't help but smile: "Someone else sent it? Is Chen Yang back? That kid is obviously heavy and light on friends, he didn't even notify me." ”

"Who told you that Chen Yang sent it? Even if he sent flowers, he wouldn't give them to me!" Wang Yiyuan rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "That guy doesn't know what he's doing, it's been a few days, whether it's calling his domestic mobile phone number or his British mobile phone number, it's all prompting to turn off." ”

"Don't worry, he should be fine. When I was emailing my old classmate, he told me that Chen Yang had gone to see him. It is estimated that Chen Yang is still investigating his parents' case, and he is a little busy, plus he has a time difference with us, so he didn't call back. Hu Hao comforted Wang Yiyuan, changed the topic and said, "Who gave you this flower?"

"I don't know, I didn't have a name. ”

"Someone has a crush on you and wants to chase you?"

"Come on. I'm at home all day long, studio-home, standard three-point line, I don't have much contact with other people, who would have a crush on me for some reason?"

"Weren't you quite wild before, but you've been at home lately?"

"Don't say it, I'm really an otaku now. Except for the occasional trip to Yue'er's side to play with her baby, I really haven't had any contact with other people. Hey, is it ...... No, probably not. Wang Yiyuan suddenly remembered someone, but shook her head and put aside that thought.

Hu Hao looked concerned: "Is there a suspect object? Who is it, do I recognize it?"

"What are you doing so much gossip?"

"I'm not gossiping, I'm caring about you, I'm afraid that when you see Lili getting married, you will casually find someone to marry as soon as your mind is hot. "Nonsense, someone wants to snatch a girlfriend from my brother, can I not care?" Hu Hao said secretly.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm not a casual person, okay!"

"That's good. If there is really a target, remember to bring it to everyone for review, and we will help you check it. Hu Hao joked.