Jun Mo put the cloak away, looked up at the window and asked, "This is your yard?" ”

"Yes, it used to be my mother's."

Jiang Yunqing raised her head and smiled: "My mother likes lotus flowers the most, the lotus pond outside this Lotus Garden is what she let people get down, every year in the middle of summer, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and it is particularly beautiful to sit here and enjoy the lotus." ”

Jun Mo glanced at the withered lotus pond outside, and couldn't help but turn around and say, "What about you, what kind of flowers do you like?" ”

Jiang Yunqing thought about it sideways and shook his head: "It seems that there is nothing particularly liked." ”

"What if I had to choose one?"

Jun Mo is stubborn.

Jiang Yunqing groaned: "I have to choose one......"

She caressed the outline of the teacup with her fingers, and she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly chuckled: "Camellia." ”

Jun Mo looked at her: "Camellia?

"Yes."

Jun Mo thoughtfully: "Camellia blooms brocade, flowers are varied, blooming in the cold winter, blooming in the warm spring, with the bones of pine and cypress, the posture of peach and plum, and the elegant guest in the flower, one of the twelve gentlemen in the flower." ”

Jiang Yunqing couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his words: "It's so complicated, I just like its alias." ”

Jun Mo was stunned for a moment.

Alias?

"Guillotine."

Jiang Yunqing took the bamboo tweezers, took out the tea bag in the pot, changed the water and placed it on the tea stove, and said in a light voice:

"All the flowers in this world, no matter how beautiful they are when they bloom, can't escape the end of fading and withering, but camellia is different."

"It blooms in the cold winter, after the warm spring, the longer the flower season, the more gorgeous the flower, and when it blooms to the fullest, it will be like someone suddenly cut off the head, the whole flower is broken in the stem, all fall off."

"Instead of falling into mud and watching yourself wither inch by inch, it is better to break the wrist of a strong man."

"Brilliant when it opens, vigorous when it dies."

"Don't you think it's interesting to live like this?"

Jun Mo looked at the girl sitting cross-legged on the couch, listening to the words that seemed too cold in her mouth, as if through a few words, he saw a person who would rather die standing than wronging himself, and even bent his knees to beg for mercy, arrogant and awe-inspiring.

Jun Mo couldn't help but chuckle.

"Obviously there are better names, but you choose the most scary, and you are not afraid to scare me."

Jiang Yunqing glanced at him: "Are you so timid?" ”

She took the teapot and poured water into the cup, then reached out and handed the teacup to Jun Mo, and said:

"There is no good or bad name, just like a human being, how can beauty and ugliness be judged as a human being?"

"That hook kiss, the fairy grass is good, not all the same poison."

"Although the name of the severed head flower is a little cheesy, it does not prevent it from being used in medicine, and even has the effect of stopping bleeding and regulating qi, dispersing stasis and reducing swelling.

Jun Mo took the teacup and sat aside and said, "So good? Then I'll try it next time. ”

……

The two were sitting opposite each other and chatting about something, obviously not focused, but they were not unfamiliar at all.

When the heat rises in the house, the fragrance of tea fills the air.

Jiang Yunqing was cooking tea, and his face was dyed a faint pink with the heat.

Jun Mo was standing on the edge of the bamboo forest when he remembered it, and when he heard Jiang Tingyu's scolding voice from Ning Huitang, he said, "You went to see Jiang Jinyan just now?" The Jiang family is like this, what are you going to do with him? ”