Nan Nan turned to the side of the empty road and street, and a little later, she was looking left and right, hoping to be able to pass by a person, but no, even a slight autumn wind could not blow, leaving a little footprint. Nan Nan's heart was extremely uneasy, she didn't feel that she wanted to tighten her arms, she wanted to surround herself, bring a certain protective effect, so that she could ask for a little self-comforting peace of mind. Nan Nan just tightened her arm, but she heard the sound of "banging" paper rubbing. At the same time, she felt it again, in her arms, in her arms, she was panicked. So, Nan Nan lowered her head and saw that it was the bright yellow rose, which was still holding it in her arms at this time, still beautiful and lovely. When Nan Nan saw this, she suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly turned around and looked at the place where she had just walked out. In fact, before that, after Nan Nan walked out of the store, when she was immersed in this silent environment. She was uneasy and flustered, and for a while she forgot all the things before, and even left Bai Jasmine behind for the time being, and forgot about it.

It wasn't until Nan Nan suddenly found the yellow rose in her hand that she suddenly woke up and suddenly remembered it. After Nan Nan remembered, she quickly turned around and faced the glass door she had just walked out of. Through the glass, Nan Nan actually saw the figure of Bai Jasmine. White Jasmine was facing away from Nan Nan at this time, and she was helping up, tightly tending to the pot of fallen light green bag hyacinths. Most of Bai Jasmine's back is aimed at Nannan, but fortunately, she is on the side, and Nannan can vaguely see her expression. But at most, it's only half a face. I saw that Bai Jasmine was squatting on the ground at this time, and her cheongsam, which had been split from her knees, was now on the ground with her tail, and the skirt was also covered by Bai Jasmine's two slender jade legs, that is, there were her calves, which were looming in the skirt seams. White Jasmine bowed slightly, leaned forward, and stretched her hands downwards to support the pot of hyacinths. She spread her hands apart, holding the top of the clay pot on the left and right, one moving, her arms were forceful, and her left and right hands were pulling at the same time, and at the same time she waved to the left side, and the other turned over. And the basin was rested again on the ground. After that, White Jasmine withdrew her hands and let the pottery plate still be unstable, swaying slightly. Even the flower was one with it, trembling slightly, each flower, each petal was shaking at the same frequency speed, in the same direction up and down, like the knee-jerk reaction of a frightened natural doso. People can't help but feel endless pity and compassion for it.

Perhaps because the fall of the pot was too serious, and the place where the clay pot fell was spread with a little bit of soil. A few of them were in large chunks, like solid stones. There are also some that are very small, only the size of a fingernail, and the particles are different, different from the state of cement mixed together. These small pieces of dirt are still accumulated together, just distinct, very clear, but not much, not a small spread. But if you want to pick them up, it will be much more difficult and extremely inconvenient to go. At this time, large pieces of dirt have their convenience, and only a few pieces of it fall on the ground. But it is scattered, and here and there, it is a free and idle appearance. But it also has its advantages, at the very least, it can be easily picked up with two fingers.

And Bai Jasmine also acted like this, her hand naturally drooped, and her right hand easily picked up the few pieces of dirt like stones one by one. After pinching them, she gently put them in the palm of her hand for the time being, and after picking them up one by one, White Jasmine threw the mud into the basin together. And on the little mud that accumulated in the fine grains, she just let it go and no longer cared about it. After that, White Jasmine raised her hands and reached into the clay pot, and pressed the soil there a few times, she touched this piece, pressed that piece, and almost every bit of soil in this hyacinth was taken care of. Then, the white jasmine thumb pressed on the upper end of the pot, and the remaining four fingers were bent side by side, supporting the bottom of the end of the pot with one side of the index finger, and pinching it tightly with the thumb across a clay plate. White Jasmine lifted the pot lightly, half of it was in the air, and half of it was still on the ground. Immediately afterward, she tilted to the left and right, dragging the bottom of the pot over and over. White Jasmine's eyes were fixed on the tall clusters of flowers, and she seemed to be watching to see if any of the petals were missing.

Since Nan Nan is an enemy who can only see the side half of Bai Jasmine's face, some of her demeanor can't be seen clearly. White Jasmine's hair on both sides was pulled behind her ears again, even if she lowered her head, the soft curls only fell from the back of her ears, pinned down, and she couldn't cover half of White Jasmine's face. Her gaze was focused, her expression was calm, and she looked quietly and gently, carefully looking for any defects in the hyacinths in this pot. After careful scrutiny by White Jasmine, it was found that there was no defect at all. Therefore, she gently put down the clay pot, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, showing that the shallow wine vortex was coming, and she looked relaxed and happy. Seeing Bai Jasmine's appearance, Nan Nan's heart was a little fluttering, and she also felt a little happy, half for the flowers, and half for the purest natural posture of Bai Jasmine. This is rare for Bai Jasmine, she is good at disguise, so as to protect herself, but only in front of these flowers, she can be vigilant and guarded, revealing the most true image, without the slightest concealment.

After some examination, White Jasmine still couldn't get up, and she stretched out her right hand again, and her left hand rested on her bent knee. White Jasmine's right hand first tapped the petals of one of the flowers, and the petals had to shake slightly, not much, very slowly, and after two or three strokes, it was quiet, and there was no longer any shaking. Then, White Jasmine's actions did not stop there, and she began to gently twist the pale green petals with her thumb and forefinger. And it is gently rubbing, back and forth, and the movement is also very slow. At this time, Nan Nan noticed that although Bai Jasmine was looking at the flowers, her expression was dull and her eyes were blank. It seems to be in the sky, in a daze, and there is no excessive expression on the face, it is an indifferent style. On the contrary, it is gentle, without the slightest sense of coldness and alienation. Nan Nan looked at Bai Jasmine through a glass, one inside and one outside. It was obviously transparent and could be seen clearly, but Nan Nan suddenly felt extremely blurry. Obviously, the two are not far apart, but Nan Nan feels that the distance with Bai Jasmine is particularly long, just like one side of the boundless sky, and then the other side of the sky.

But at the same time, Nan Nan felt that she was very close to Bai Jasmine, that is, there was only one more distance away from the glass door. But Nan Nan knows that it is not easy to step into this barrier, which is very difficult and very reluctant. This sense of distance that seems to be far and near makes Nan Nan feel very uncomfortable, and even she feels a kind of sadness because of this. After realizing that it was difficult to cross the gap between approaching each other, she suddenly immersed herself in a state of unhappiness. Nan Nan felt that her heart was falling, sinking indefinitely, and even her body became heavy. Nan Nan began to realize that the source of all this emotion came from Bai Jasmine, and she found that she especially wanted to be close to Bai Jasmine. It's as if invisibly, there is a transparent string that implicates the two. It's just that this string has not been tightened at this time, it is still a loose and loose appearance, and it is not a very tight connection. But it's only that step away, but this looks simple, how can you know that if you want to tighten it, you have to pay a huge price. At the same time, it is also necessary to bear the huge consequences of all this, which must be a heart-rending pain, and a responsibility that must be borne after the secret is revealed.

But these, Nannan, and even the white jasmine, are unknown at this time. Nan Nan has always been staring at Bai Jasmine, and she is happy to do it, and she doesn't feel a little tired. Suddenly, Nan Nan watched as White Jasmine gently rubbed the pale green hyacinth. Suddenly, she felt that White Jasmine and this hyacinth had a feeling of complementing each other and reflecting each other. It is full of harmony and peace, and they all give people a special sense of tranquility that they dare not speak to her at will, although they are not deliberately alienated, but they still only let people think about it a few times, and then dare to summon up the courage to talk to her. Nan Nan glanced at this hyacinth, and suddenly its flower language flashed in her mind.

"As long as the fire of life is lit, we can enjoy a rich life together." In fact, Nan Nan was very surprised by this. It was hard for her to imagine that such an extremely graceful flower could have such a blood-boiling meaning, the meaning of this flower language is very vast, and it contains a very strong emotion. This flower language is really full of too many feelings, it gives people a kind of hope, a kind of hope for life, hope for future life. It also brings a kind of momentum, which is an impulse that makes people not care about running, not caring about fatigue, and not caring about gains and losses. Naturally, its owner is based on that hope. I can't help but make people's hearts burn and yearn for it.