The red petals were knocked off by the rain, and the cobblestone path was instantly transformed into a rose path.

Qiao Yue walked on it, couldn't help but bend down and squat down, build a petal with a velvety texture, and gently put it on the tip of her nose.

Taking a deep breath, the fresh rose fragrance came to the tip of her nose, Qiao Yue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and even the discomfort caused by the cold was reduced by half.

She continued along the path, bypassing the half-moon roses, plucking the branches of the apple trees and catching a glimpse of the verdant clusters of Jianlan.

Qiao Yue was pleased to find that after the rain, Jianlan had grown several tender green buds, looming in the dense and slender green leaves, looking playful and cute.

She couldn't help but bend down, looked at Jianlan carefully, and couldn't help but touch Jianlan's leaves with her hand, like stroking a favorite little pet, her eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a smile.

"It seems that you better live in the sun." Qiao Yue muttered to herself.

A drop of water slipped from the tip of the leaf, and the long leaf trembled slightly, as if in response to Qiao Yue's words.

Qiao Yue couldn't help but smile, and like a child, she gently stroked the leaf.

Remembering that Su Mingyuan lost his temper because he moved Jianlan without permission, Qiao Yue knew that he just didn't like other people to touch his things.

Although I felt aggrieved at the time, it was worth it to see Jianlan grow so well.

At the window of the study on the second floor, Su Mingyuan stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the garden.

In fact, he didn't have any important work in the afternoon, and the reason why he asked Qiao Yue to come back after half past two was just because he didn't want her to work too hard and wanted her to take a lunch break.

In the past, not long after Qiao Yue entered the garden, Su Mingyuan, who was standing in front of the window, noticed Qiao Yue's figure.

She was wearing a solid chiffon dress, which was as elegant as Jianlan after the rain, clear and refined.

Su Mingyuan saw her walking on the path full of rose petals, like a flower fairy who came to the world by chance.

The skirt with a good drape swayed as she moved, and the two straight, slender calves were tight and slender, like a girl dancing.

Qiao Yue squatted down like a child, picked up a red rose petal, put it on the tip of her nose, closed her eyes, and smelled the fragrance of the petals with an intoxicated face.

The skirt was scattered on the cobblestone path, and he got up and brought up a petal, but he didn't notice it.

When Qiao Yue bypassed the flower shop and walked past the apple, Su Mingyuan already knew her purpose.

She must have followed Jianlan's unique and elegant fragrance like he did in the morning.

When Qiao Yue stood in front of Cong Jianlan and showed a long-lost smile, Su Mingyuan knew that to Qiao Yue, Jianlan's meaning to her was unique, just like him.

Su Mingyuan stood at the window and saw Qiao Yue's mouth move, with a light smile on his face.

He didn't know what Qiao Yue said, but seeing the smile on her face, Su Mingyuan's heart also became happy.

If Qiao Yue knew that this Jianlan was the little seedling she gave to herself eight years ago, I don't know what she would think.

Thinking of this, Su Mingyuan lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but his heart was bitter.

Su Mingyuan slowly retreated, a little bit away from the window, and Qiao Yue's figure disappeared.

For so many years, Su Mingyuan seems to be accustomed to hiding his heart in the shadows, carefully guarding the girl in that time and memory

Until Qiao Yue's appearance, like a beam of sunshine, illuminated his entire heart.

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