"I do remember something."

Looking at her lowered eyebrows, Ming Yuyan smiled, "Someone told me that the flower language of the stars is romantic and pure love." ”

Flower language?

Bu Yanxi was slightly stunned, but listened to him say to himself, "But another person said that its flower language is love that is willing to be a supporting role." ”

"I just thought the flower was ugly, and the messy flower language was too pretentious, until I saw a girl walking past this flower on a rainy day......"

His voice has a crisp and clean texture, and when it is a little deeper, it is most suitable for telling sweet poetry in the ears of his lover, the magic of Gu heartstrings.

Bu Yanxi raised her eyes to look at him.

"It dawned on me that I was enough to like a flower because of her."

When the boy said this, he slowly picked up a bouquet of stars in the sky and handed it to her, "Give it to you." ”

He smiled slightly, his narrow brown eyes flowed with a different warmth, and the two shallow dimples seemed to hook people's hearts.

Bu Yanxi was a little at a loss.

These words are a past that is too foreign for her to intervene in.

But he behaved...... As if the girl in his mouth was her.

"The language of flowers full of stars...... That girl told you? She pondered tentatively.

Those smart eyes cautiously, with an uneasy inquiry, made him lose the idea of joking, and replied softly, "No, Wang Chengxi said." ”

"Then who are you talking about?" She asked stubbornly.

Unconsciously with a little questioning tone, and that slightly mindful look.

The smile on Ming Yuyan's lips was even worse, "Who else but you?" ”

She opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to say that she didn't remember, but a vague fragment flashed in her mind, like a flower stall next to the subway station, she leaned over slightly, gently touched the delicate bouquet of stars, and stayed for a short time.

Then she thought of the song "Nathan" again.

…… No way?

A hint of strangeness flashed across Bu Yanxi's face, "You...... Also at the time? ”

A question that has no beginning or end.

But he understood, and said frankly, "I'm waiting for the bus." ”

Then he raised the starry sky in his hand slightly, "Really, don't want to?" ”

The gesture is to put it back in place.

"Ahh Want. ”

Bu Yanxi immediately took it and hugged it in her arms like a baby.

"Somebody, alas." Seeing this, the boy smiled in his eyes, but he pretended to sigh helplessly, "I don't remember what I did, and I still eat my own vinegar, it's really ......"

"Who's jealous." Her face heated up quickly, but she glared at him not to be outdone, "I just suddenly remembered that someone didn't give me two bottles of water before, so he didn't bring cash today, right?" ”

"You remember this kind of thing very well." The boy looked at her deeply, suddenly raised his hand, and rubbed her hair, "It's like a cat." ”

Gentle, slightly pampered tone.

The sky light at the top of the mall arc poured down and fell on his shoulders like a fireworks earthly world.

The momentum that had been accumulated with great difficulty suddenly withered.

"What......"

She hugged the flower and whispered in dissatisfaction, "That's it." ”

"What's this trick?"

"It's sultry at every turn."

"I'm never sultry." He leaned over slightly, leaned close to her ear and smiled softly, "I'm only flirting with you." ”