"Paronychia can cause the outer shell of the nail to appear furrowed, brittle or thickened, and appear gray," Zhang said. Commonly known as nail fungus, the medical name is onychomycosis. ”

Haruka relentlessly asked, "What if you get nail fungus?" ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "If you have nail fungus, people will be serious, their nails will become thicker, their nails will be brittle, blackened, separated, and the nails will grow into the flesh, and if they are more serious, the nails will become empty, and once the nails become empty, the fingers will lose the protection of the nails, and the fingers will gradually rot. ”

Yao Ming said: "When you say this, I am so scared that I am about to get sick, you hurry up and help me cut off all my nails, and after cutting my nails, help me cut the toenails on my feet." ”

Zhang Lingzhi cut all the nails of Yao's left hand, and then told him to take off his shoes and socks, put his legs and feet in her arms, she held his feet, and cut off the toenails on his feet.

Yao Ming knew the dangers of keeping nails and toenails, so after Zhang Lingzhi cut his nails and toenails, he also picked up scissors and cut off Zhang Lingzhi's nails and toenails.

The deep love for each other is cut into each other's hearts on the scissors.

It's like a body coming out of the water in the cold of winter, baked by a blazing bonfire.

Yao Ming couldn't help asking: "Sister Lingzhi, I feel more refreshed, what kind of traditional Chinese medicine massage techniques did you use this time?" ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "This technique is called love in the palm of your hand, and massage is not bad. ”

Yao Ming exclaimed: "Hehe, you are using a trick of love in the palm of your hand, no wonder I think the sky is so bright, the earth is so wide, the love is so rippling, the heart is so waves, refreshing and refreshing." ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "Fool, how can there be any love in the palm of your hand? I'm lying to you, actually, I'm using acupressure techniques. ”

Yao Ming said: "This technique is amazing, I turn around, face down, back up, and you use acupressure techniques to massage my back." ”

When the gardener saw the two approaching them, he stopped his work and greeted them warmly: "Hello two masters. ”

Zhang Lingzhi and Yao Ming responded in unison: "Uncle Gardener is good." ”

When the gardener saw that they were so enthusiastic, he raised his head, looked at them, and after looking at them for a while, he praised them again and again: "Oh, you are so happy, one is like a king, the other is like a queen, and every flower in the garden is blessing you." ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "Thank you for your blessings, you have worked hard, as the old saying goes: it is easy to see flowers and difficult to plant flowers." It must not be easy for you to grow all kinds of flowers, right? ”

The gardener replied, "It's not easy. Each flower has the characteristics of each flower, you have to serve the flowers according to the characteristics of different flowers, especially roses, it is afraid of rain, and afraid of the sun, and the most annoying thing is the drill worm, as soon as this guy gets in, a flower will die. I don't know how much to worry about. ”

Yao Ming sighed: "Uncle Gardener, it's really not easy, so how can we get rid of pests?" ”

The gardener said, "If the flowers are infected with pests, you have to spray dichlorvos on the flowers and under them." ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture of spraying the pesticide dichlorvos.

At this moment, a group of butterflies flew into the flowers around the three of them, and one by one the butterflies flapped their colorful pink wings and sweetly collected honey.

Yao Ming said: "The flowers are blooming, and the butterflies are coming." This is the true meaning of love, when a man is as handsome as a flower, and a woman flies to him like a butterfly. ”

Zhang Lingzhi glared at Yaoming: "Can a woman be so cheap?" ”

Yao Ming hurriedly changed his words: "When a woman is as beautiful as a flower, and a man flies to her like a butterfly, you are the most gorgeous rose, at the beginning, I couldn't help but be attracted to you." ”

The gardener listened and laughed.

Zhang Lingzhi took Yaoming's hand and said, "Let's go, don't make jokes here." ”

The two of them waved to the gardener, said goodbye to him, and began to walk forward again, and came to a sea of white flowers, and in front of them were all white roses, which felt like a field of ice and snow.

Zhang Lingzhi asked, "What does the white rose symbolize?" ”

Haruka said, "Have you forgotten? As I said, it wasn't that long ago, white roses symbolize purity. ”

Zhang Lingzhi asked, "Is your heart pure?" ”

Haruka said, "Close your eyes, and I will tell you what kind of heart it is." ”

As soon as Zhang Lingzhi closed his eyes, Yaoming was like a butterfly, burrowing into the flowers, Zhang Lingzhi couldn't hear Yaoming Yaoming talking, so he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see Yaoming, knowing that he was playing hide and seek with himself and hiding.

The sea of flowers is vast, where is this guy hiding?

She shouted, "Yaoming, where did you die?" Get the hell out of here, or I'll be gone. ”

There was no echo everywhere.

Zhang Lingzhi turned around and left, angrily leaving the flower bush and coming to a coconut tree that was more than 10 meters high.

Under the tree are many red roses, the roses are luxuriant, the petals are mille-feuille, each red is white, rouge-colored, like the face of a maiden in love for the first time, or like the face of a bride who has just experienced rain and dew.

Zhang Lingzhi faced this flower bush and said to himself loudly: "Remote life, even if you run out automatically, I will ignore you." ”

"Really? Are you so ruthless? "This is a remote question.

And Yao Ming happened to be hiding in the rose bush in front of Zhang Lingzhi's eyes, and suddenly came out and magically appeared in front of her.

He held up one of the reddest and brightest roses and said, "The ancients wrote poems: Panasonic asked the boy, and the teacher went to collect medicine, but only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where." You should sing a poem to me: Looking for a lover under the flowers, lover hides and seek, only in this garden, the flowers are deep and do not know where. ”

Zhang Lingzhi was not angry, but pretended to be angry and said: "You are not too young, why are you still playing hide and seek with me like a child?" ”

Yao Ming was not in a hurry to answer Zhang Lingzhi's words, but was in a hurry to offer the red rose in his hand to her, and said: "As soon as I came to the garden, I said that the red rose represents the warmest true love, and I offer my true love to you, please accept it." ”

Zhang Lingzhi did not pick the flowers, and said: "As soon as I came to the garden, I also told you that every flower is life, and you don't want to pick flowers." ”

Yao Ming said: "I am sorry for the god of flowers, I am sorry for you, I only picked the reddest and most colorful rose, I don't pick it, it will also wither, before it withers, I will pluck it and give it to you." ”

Zhang Lingzhi took the rose, sniffed it, and felt that the rose in his hand had bloomed a smiling face, the flowers were like a small wine glass, and the overflowing dark fragrance was like the fragrance of wine at a wedding.

Haruka said, "Why am I playing hide and seek with you?" Because you are still young and I am young, I want us to go back to our childhood, play hide and seek, and relive the joy of childhood. ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "Don't praise me, facts are facts, I'm old, but I hope to go back to my childhood." ”

Yao Ming said: "There is my love on the roses, let us return to love, live in love forever, only in love, can we find a poetic dwelling." ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "I didn't expect a layman like you to be able to spit out elegant words. ”

Yao Ming said: "I am a person who appreciates both the elegant and the vulgar, I can afford it, I can put it down, I can afford it, I can afford it, I want to do elegant things with you now." ”

What is Yashi? Could it be evil? - That is, to bring the couple's bed life to the ground and experience it?

Yao Ming said: "You are here again, didn't I tell you a thousand times?" In my eyes, you are very young and beautiful, even if love is limited by age, I choose you, in fact, love is not limited by age, the least by age, a 7-year-old boy can marry a 70-year-old lady, since this is the case, I will choose you even more, please don't say that you are no longer young, I repeat, you are still young, you are still young, I love you. ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "There are two problems in your words, one is that a 7-year-old boy marries a 70-year-old lady. ”

Yao Ming said: "Although a 7-year-old boy can't marry a 70-year-old lady, but a 17-year-old boy marries a 71-year-old lady, this phenomenon still exists, what is the second problem you said?" ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "You said that you only said it once, I am very young, but you said it twice." ”

Haruka said, "Alas, what is this? I'm going to say it 10,000 times, you're young and I love you. ”

Zhang Lingzhi stopped sighing, he really felt like he was much younger, and smiled at the roses around him.

Yao Ming seemed very happy and enthusiastic, and he was even more emotional about Zhang Lingzhi, and couldn't help singing: "You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my lover, and the rose I will love forever in my life, no matter how big the wind and rain, I only love you as a rose." ”

Zhang Lingzhi was moved by his singing, as if returning to the adolescence of a girl, and said: "In your eyes, am I really young? ”

"You are a young rose, never zeroing," he said. ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "Do you know the origin of roses? ”

"When you came into this world, you brought roses to the world, to me. ”

Zhang Lingzhi glared at him and said, "Don't be flamboyant, let me tell you, roses were born in this way, legend has it that in Mecca, the holy land where Islam was born, a certain rich kid is like you who wander around all day long, and does not do his job......"

When Yao Ming heard this, he fiercely objected, saying: "Who said that I am idle, I am a physical education teacher, and I have to give up my profession in order to love you." ”

Zhang Lingzhi continued to recount the origin of roses: "One day, this rich boy met a young girl named Monla, immediately fell in love with her, and proposed to her, but the beautiful Monla hated him, avoided him, and fled in a blink of an eye. So, he led a group of followers to chase after her, and soon caught her and tried to marry her by force......"

Haruka was whetted by her words and said, "Has this rascal succeeded?" ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "No, the girl bit him and told him that if he dared to take it, he would set himself on fire, and the rich children had to let Monla go, but he was very unconvinced, so he asked his subordinates to spread gossip everywhere, saying that all fires, floods, droughts and all kinds of diseases were related to Monla. The people who did not know the truth believed it, and at his instigation, it was decided to burn Monla to death in accordance with the Islamic canon. ”

Zhang Lingzhi took a puff of the fragrance of flowers, and then said: "The crowd set up firewood in the square, and then lit the firewood, and Monla was thrown into the raging fire, and just when Monla was about to be burned to death, the goddess of heaven rescued Monla. The flames that burned Monra turned into many bright roses. ”

When Haruka heard this, his worried heart was relieved, and he said, "This is the origin of roses, it turns out that roses are made of flames, but I think roses should be made by Monla's soul." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out to a rose tree beside him, but he was accidentally pricked by the sharp thorns on the branch.

Zhang Lingzhi saw it and said, "The thorns didn't hurt your hand, did they?" ”

"It hurts a little, but my hand doesn't bleed. Sister Lingzhi, you just talked about the origin of roses, but didn't talk about the thorns on the roses, how did the thorns come about? ”

Zhang Lingzhi said: "This is how the thorn was produced, legend has it, in the Roman Empire, there was a girl named Rodin, who was beautiful and fragrant, every day, countless men fanatically pursued her, she couldn't resist, so she ran to the temple of her best friend's house to hide, and her best friend Anna was jealous of her. When many suitors rushed into Anna's temple in search of Rodin, Anna turned Rodin into a rose in a fit of rage, and turned all the men who pursued her into thorns. ”