Chapter 7 Flower Language
Saturday, Times Square.
The two contacted through QQ and agreed to meet at 8 o'clock in the morning. Early in the morning, the east was still white, and Xia Wan'an got up early.
After some careful matching and tidying up:
a ginger visor with a ponytail; The standard Chinese quaint style face, with faint crescent eyebrows, and small eyes, but with the most iconic ears, nose and mouth, they form a natural beauty; With fair skin, a floral dress and a pair of versatile off-white shoes, it looks more quiet and elegant.
"Well, it's okay." Xia Wan'an looked at herself in the mirror and showed a faint smile, "It's not in vain that I worked hard for an hour or two." ”
"Oh, my Wan'an, which bastard boy did she fall in love with?" As soon as he got out of the room, Father Xia quipped: "I can't let your mother know about this, with your mother's character, I won't let you go out if I know it." ”
"Dad!" Xia Wan'an's cheeks flushed, her brows furrowed slightly, and she bit her lower lip: "What are you talking nonsense, I went out to play with Xiaoxiao, and I made an appointment before......"
"Okay, let's go, it's going to be late."
"I'm just going to go, it's not like you're delaying my time......"
"Let's go, let's go," Father Xia kindly sent Xia Wan'an downstairs:
"If that bastard bullies you, call me and I'll cut him for you."
"Dad!"
……
When he arrived at Times Square, he found that Mo Zhe had arrived, still holding a bouquet of white tulips in his hand.
"Hey, why are you so early?"
"Hey, here we are." Compared with the first meeting, Mo Zhe seemed a little restrained, "I woke up early in the morning, and I came early if I had nothing to do." Oh yes, this one for you. ”
Looking at the white tulips handed over by the person in front of her, Xia Wan'an stretched out her hand to take it: "Thank you, I was in a hurry when I went out, and I didn't think about it so thoroughly." ”
Compared with her previous shyness, Xia Wan'an was more open, and quipped: "The gift will be made up next time we meet." How do you know it's tulips that I like, though? Such a coincidence? ”
"Haha, I'll just say I have a good eye. When I was in the flower shop just now, the big sister promoted red roses vigorously, and I thought it was better to have tulips, haha. Mo Zhe replied that he was not asked.
Nalan has a poem: Pity the tulips. Dream the end of the world and think long.
Tulips, eternal blessings.
Xia Wan'an, when we meet for the first time, I hope you will finally be a one-hearted person, and you will never be separated.
If I could, I hope that person would be me......
"Oh, yes." For this answer, Xia Wan'an glanced at Mo Zhe slyly, obviously not believing it completely.
There are so many kinds of flowers in the flower shop, why did you choose tulips? Also, the last time we met, rumors about myself; The last time we met, something was wrong......
However, now that the two of them are alone, Xia Wan'an doesn't have so much mind to think about the connection between them:
"Then let's go, go try the cilantro-flavored ice cream, I've wanted to go for a long time."
"Don't worry, let's have some breakfast before we go."
"Well, that's fine."