The next day, when Yan Chuyao woke up, it was only a little after seven o'clock, and there was no more Zhao Wenwu in the ward.

My stomach was empty and my head was groggy, probably because I had been hungry for too long, which caused my blood sugar to be low, but I still didn't have the desire to eat at all.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the ward, she thought it was Zhao Wenwu who came back from buying food for her, the door opened, and she found out that it was a courier brother.

The courier brother walked up to her with a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand and a smile, "Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Yan Chu Yaoyan?" ”

Yan Chuyao was very surprised, and nodded to the courier brother, "Yes, I'm Yan Chuyao." ”

"This is a flower given to you by a gentleman, please sign for it." As he spoke, the courier brother took out a pen and asked Yan Chuyao to sign the order.

Yan Chuyao didn't stretch out her hand immediately, but asked the courier brother again in confusion, "Is this bouquet really given to me?" ”

She couldn't believe that she had just broken up with Cheng Shijun, and she didn't even have a boyfriend, who would send her flowers?

The courier brother nodded very affirmatively, "It's for Miss Yan Chu Yaoyan." ”

He subconsciously glanced at the door again, and the ward number was also correct, so he couldn't be wrong.

Yan Chuyao took the courier note and pen at this time, and signed her name on the courier note.

Since the courier brother is so sure, if she doesn't accept it, it will be embarrassing for the courier brother.

Probably only if you accept it, will you have a chance to know who sent the flowers.

The courier brother gave the flowers to Yan Chuyao and respectfully exited Yan Chuyao's ward.

Yan Chuyao put her bouquet of flowers in the crook of her arm, and a fragrance of lilies instantly filled her nasal cavity, which smelled very good.

She flicked it between the flower handles with her hand, and saw a card sandwiched between the flower handles, with five words written on it, which shocked Yan Chuyao: The person who loves you the most.

Yan Chuyao suddenly had one head and two big.

The one who loves her the most.

She smiled bitterly, the person who loved her the most in the past was Cheng Shijun, but they had broken up.

The person who loves her the most now doesn't even know who she is.

If she had to find one, would she count herself?

She flipped the card to the back, and the four words that Huo Ran saw in her eyes - I wish you happiness, so that she guessed the person who sent the flowers at once.

It turned out to be him.

If she hadn't seen the last four words, she would have been happy and excited to receive the flowers he had sent.

Now it's choking her heart even harder.

A taste that hurt to the bone marrow made her worse than death.

Since they all broke up, why send flowers again?

Why is it dragging mud and water like this?

Did he want her to understand that he was forced to do so, and that he loved her very, very much?

But so what, not only will it not change the fact that they have broken up, but it will also make people who are already in great pain even more miserable.

Her hands trembled, her teeth fought, and she bit her lip and slammed the bouquet to the ground.

From now on, she will throw away everything about Cheng Shijun.

Throw it away completely, cleanly.

The room was quiet, and Yan Chuyao could even hear her heartbeat clearly.

The fragrance of the lily was still spreading, and it was obviously a nice floral scent, but it made her feel a little disgusting.

She simply buried her head in the quilt, isolated from the outside air, from the stinging fragrance of flowers.

There was silence in the room.

About ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door of the ward.