It wasn't the first time he kissed me, and every time it caught people off guard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but I rarely panicked, I just silently, without refusing or pandering, almost accustomed to and even acquiesced to his actions.

Could it be that subconsciously, I really think of myself as his woman?

What a scary thought......

Chapter Eighty-Five: The Gift of the Accident

"Yu'er, Yu'er......" He took me in his arms again, "Yu'er, you like musical instruments, don't you?"

"......" musical instruments?

"Yu'er?" he repeated discontentedly, as if accusing me of silence. "You told me last time you wanted a musical instrument......"

“…… Well. "It's just an agreement...... It seems to have been canceled by him later.

"I have a lot to give you!" he suddenly became excited like a child, and pulled me away.

"What's that?"

"You'll know when you go. ”

That tone seemed a little ...... Shy?

Jiang Yanxuan.

The person in front of me took my hand without saying a word, and walked around the main hall where I had come in the past few days to a quieter place.

The scenery on both sides is obviously much quieter than the prosperity in front of the main hall, it seems to have been repaired, the tall trees have been trimmed, the idle land has been newly turned, it seems that something has been planted, and there are already faint dwarf plants emerging from the land, and at this time they are swaying under the lamp with bright dewdrops.

In this season when it is getting cold, everything is withering, and the leaves are falling, how rare it is to grow such vigorous seedlings!

I couldn't help but slow down to pay attention, Jiang Kuo rarely didn't urge me.

"Do you like it?"

"Huh?" I looked up, and he deliberately didn't look at me, only the curvature of the corners of his mouth indicated that its owner was in a good mood, and I couldn't help blurting out, "I like it." ”

The arc is even bigger, and the chin is slightly raised, which makes people feel a little childish innocence, "That's the seed I bought myself, and I personally directed them to plant ......"

The tone was like a child who had done a good deed waiting for an invitation, and I couldn't help but laugh too, "It's rare." ”

"It's the Interpretation Flower. The expression seemed to be trying to hold back a smile.

"Interpretation flowers?"

"Hmm. ”

That's my favorite tweed.

In my mind, I thought of the splendid and bright appearance of the interpretation flower. How can such a beautiful flower not be loved?

What surprised me was what he said in these three words. He said "Interpretation Flower", not "Begonia Flower".

The interpretation flower is also the begonia flower, the problem is that many people don't know that he has such a wonderful name.

I also occasionally read in books, there are poets in the poem to use "interpretation flowers" to refer to their confidantes, I thought it was just a statement, but later I learned that there is something.

I saw this flower on a picture of a begonia flower that Bowen brought with me, and I was impressed by its warmth and brightness.

It's just that this flower grows in the southwest, which is extremely rare in this generation.

Last autumn, the Bowento people brought back the seeds, I was very happy, but I was afraid that the flowers were too delicate, for fear that the seeds would not be planted and the seeds would be wasted, so I simply put the seeds away carefully, and took it as a souvenir, and now it is still in a small box, I didn't expect to be able to see begonia seedlings here!

I couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart, walked to the side and bent down to look, and muttered, "So I can see the interpretation flower?"

He laughed and took my hand tightly, "It will take five to six years for the Interpretation Flower to bloom...... You're going to have to wait slowly. ”

"Five or six years?" I turned to look at him, my eyes growing firm, "I'm going to wait for it to bloom." ”

"Let's go, there's something better!" he took my hand and walked forward, as if in a good mood.

A low voice mixed with joy came from the autumn evening breeze, "Don't forget what you said." ”

Will you get out of here? Will you forget what I said?

No way.

When did this place start to give me a reason to stay?

Maybe it was the flute that he snatched, maybe it was the parents who only knew his whereabouts, and the gradually stable life, Lin Yuan, who taught me skills every day, but the most important thing that made me make up my mind in an instant was the green full of hope, yes...... Jiang Kuo at this time.

Undeniable, undeniable.

The heart suddenly stopped two beats.

But...... But he treats me like someone else......

When I saw a beautiful wooden house newly built, I was completely stunned.

Come closer, come closer...... That's right! The wood that smells faintly in the air is sandalwood! Precious sandalwood is used to make houses!

"Use it as a piano room, do you like it?"

I looked at him and didn't speak.

"Don't you like wooden houses?"

Yes, I do. But that's all I've told the blog post.

It suddenly occurred to me that he and Yue'er knew so much about me, and they should have been spying on me for a long time...... For the sake of the girl who is similar to me...... That's right, that's all it can say.

"Yes," I looked back at him calmly, "but why use such expensive materials?"

Is it just because that girl likes luxury and likes sandalwood?

"Sandalwood has a scent, and it should be enjoyable to smell it when you play the piano. He took a deep breath, and it looked like it was real.

"What, don't you like it?"

"No, I like it. "How can I have the right to say no? I'm just liking for others. Suddenly there was a sour feeling in my heart - oh my God, what's going on?

"If you like it," he happily pointed to the house in front of him, "I know you like windows, and when you designed it, you have opened big windows all around, and you can see your favorite flowers from the inside, and it should feel good when you ...... then."

I listened to what he said one by one, and it seemed that every sentence took me to heart, but was what he said ...... Did he do everything for me, or did he get everything because of another person...... Should I say thank you?

These people who have never met but like the interpretation of flowers as much as I do, and the same love of musical instruments...... A woman who has countless things in common with me and makes the man in front of her unusual?

The corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of sarcasm.

"What's wrong with you, Yu'er?" the man who was immersed in his imagination turned around and saw the smile on the corner of my mouth, "You said that you like musical instruments, so I sent someone to fix it...... Don't you like it?"

I looked at him, stunned, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Am I upsetting you again?"

His cautious face made me even more sad. I couldn't help but say something for such an aggrieved self. Just to make him sober.

"Jiang Kuo," I looked at him seriously, word by word, meaning something, "feelings are irreplaceable." "There's no way I'm going to replace her.

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It's going to be 200,000 words soon... At first, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to persevere, but step by step I came here... Writing fiction is a very happy thing, and I wish I had made it a lifelong hobby.