"Look, it's such rosemary, weirdly small, but it's also lush." At this time, Gu Yun had already walked to Nan Nan. The two were only one or two steps apart, very close to each other, and Gu Yun specially held the rosemary in her hand higher, above her waist and below her chest. She first glanced at Nan Nan, and then looked down at the pot of flowers in her arms. Gu Yun's mouth no longer pursed, but stretched out slightly to both sides, with a faint smile. The doubt in Gu Yun's eyes was covered up by a kind of pride and pride in an instant. She looked at the pot of rosemary as if she were looking at a child she had raised, kind, gentle, tender. It's a very warm picture, very gentle. It is so gentle that even Nan Nan will be touched by it, and her heart can't help but spread a trace of sweetness, in the mouth, in the mouth, in the throat, there is no lack of that faint sweetness. It's like honey that has been diluted several times, it's not soothing, it's refreshing, it's indifferent.

Nan Nan looked at Gu Yun's appearance, and was also led by his strong feelings, and lowered her head to watch the pot of rosemary coming. Sure enough, it was the same as Gu Yun said, lush and vibrant. It is the color of hope, and it grows freely and merrily.

The pot of rosemary was planted in a very ordinary pot, just a plastic pot, and it seemed to be just a low price, not expensive. The pots are dark green, but still mixed with a little white, not green and dull, but also not shiny. There is nothing special about it, and it must not be outstanding, unobtrusive, and inconspicuous compared to other pots. At most, I glanced at it in a hurry, and then, I still ignored the flower pot mercilessly. I don't care, I don't care, I just think it's a very ordinary object. But in fact, it is true, not only is its color ordinary, but even its height is very popular, and it is only a distance between two inches. A small pot, exactly the size of a palm. As long as you hold it so gently, you can pick it up completely, and you don't need to waste much effort at all.

In fact, only such a very common flower pot can be used to complement the inexpensive rosemary. On the contrary, it will make the rosemary look more fresh and refined. The rosemary in the pot seems to be just a small shoot, one sprig after another, tender green color. It looks strange and cute, like a baby who has just woken up and is still waiting to be fed. Fresh and vivid, it looks full of vitality, but it also does not lack a soft and tender feeling. The branches and leaves of this rosemary are so thin that they seem to be blown away and blown down. A hand, even if it's just a slight touch, will break it like this. Then, in between, wisps of juice flowed, the stem, and the young leaves flowed out of the juice. It must come with a little fragrant smell, it is the smell of green, it is the breath of life. And the color of its juice is also water-green, which is transparent clear water, mixed with some thorough green. It is also fresh, a living life, a symbol of a new, ignorant, but vivid little life that has just been born and just entered this world.

Although this rosemary is not particularly vigorous and dense, it is like a cluster, and when superimposed, it becomes a clump. It seems that it is dense and sparse, and there is a certain distance between the rhizomes of each branch. However, they all stretched upward, in the same direction, but they also extended in all directions, extending in all directions. As a result, this gives them a very fluffy feeling. It's not crowded, but it looks like it's all clustered together, intertwined with each other, next to each other. Naturally, they all look chaotic, not very regular and messy. But on the contrary, it looks very cute, just like a little firefly hugging each other for warmth, which is all cute.

These rosemary aren't too tall, not even half the size of this pot. Probably, it's because of the growth of the new students. It seems that this pot of rosemary was carefully selected by Gu Yun. Although, indeed, it is very ordinary, but it looks like it makes people feel that the mood is set, and it will be happy with this green.

"I chose the longest time for this rosemary, and seeing so many things in your hand, I picked a lighter pot for you, and you can take a little bit. Well, do you still like it? After that, Gu Yun raised his head again, looked at Nan Nan and asked. There was still a happy look in her eyes, and at the same time, there was a burst of caution. I'm afraid that Nan Nan will not like this, but he wants to sweep away the interest between each other, and Gu Yun's tacit understanding of course.

Nan Nan still looked at this pot of rosemary, which was indeed lovely, but it was not enough to completely touch her heart, so that she could be surprised and moved by it. Therefore, when she raised her head, she looked at Gu Yun's worried and expectant expression. I just couldn't bear to let her lose in vain, "I think it's very good, it's indeed verdant, and it's very fresh when you look at it." Nan Nan told the truth and didn't tell any lies. Rosemary is very good, and it must be able to make people happy, Nan Nan thought, at least, He Qin will be quite happy after receiving it. However, she didn't have much fluctuation in her heart, she was good-looking, and she was deeply pleased. But only I don't like this kind of rosemary, and only the bouquet of yellow roses packed by white jasmine really makes Nan Nan feel trembling from the bottom of her heart, and she really feels happy.

However, Nan Nan didn't want to disappoint Gu Yun, naturally, for anyone, Nan Nan would pick up nice words to say. After all, it's just politeness, and you can't let others waste their efforts in vain, and in the end, you won't even get a nice word. However, Nan Nan is not a fake, she is not good at talking. It's just telling the truth, and it's just ignoring my own little insensibility.

"That's great, I'm afraid you won't like to come!" Sure enough, when Gu Yun heard this, he was instantly overjoyed. The corners of her eyes are crooked, but the corners of her mouth are raised, so happy, like a child who has begged for a candy from her parents, innocent and excited. Even Gu Yun's voice was rendered and full of surprise emotions. Her voice was originally the soft and delicate feeling of a Jiangnan woman, with a little sharpness. Now, her tone had risen a little because of the high mood of her voice, and it seemed that she had risen a syllable because of it. It's a little sharp, but it's not harsh or annoying. It is a little like the chirping of a yellow bird, and at the same time, it is like a piece of candied fruit, which is sweet, not choking, and extremely sweet. When Gu Yun finished saying the last word, he still unconsciously dragged out a long note, as if he was coquettish. But it's natural, and it's not pretentious.

Nan Nan saw Gu Yun's relaxed and happy expression, and listened to her brisk voice again. couldn't help but laugh dumbly, "pop", Nan Nan suddenly heard a sound of ice melting. It came from the bottom of her heart, and Nan Nan felt that at this time, in a small corner of her heart, it was in that corner. Something seemed to have been shattered, and the hard, cold shell was being warmed up little by little. She knew very well that it was because of Gu Yun. is because of Gu Yun's undisguised affinity for himself, no matter how hard Nan Nan's heart is as solid as a rock and as cold as ice, at this time, it should be able to melt a little. Even if it was only a little bit, even if Nan Nan was still a little resistant to intimate contact with Gu Yun. But, at the same time, something has changed. Even if it's just a small bit, it's still like this, it's genuine, it's not illusory.

"Thank you." Nan Nan hesitated for a moment, squirmed her closed lips a few times, and hesitated again and again. still decided to say these two words, naturally, she didn't know what else she could say in addition to these two words, this thank you. Nan Nan is very complicated, there are too many things to express, but there are many things that can't be said, or don't dare to say it. And this thank-you, although vague and roughly unclear, can be full of everything. Whether it's the selfishness in Nannan's heart, luck or luck, guilt, or shame. This thank you is a fusion of these emotions and a mixture of them. Nan Nan's voice was not loud, and her tone was indifferent. But at the same time, she is also full of feelings, firm, heavy and thick.

After Nan Nan said this, she came to face Gu Yun. Perhaps, it was still the heavy sense of guilt that made her unable to face Gu Yun directly. It is inevitable that there is still a little bit of weakness in my heart, and I don't dare to look directly at Gu Yun to express my gratitude, otherwise, Nan Nan knows very well that she may not have the courage to speak. She knew how weak and timid she was.