"Ziqian, look at the back, there is still the language of flowers."

Ziqian looked at the back, a few handwritten words, rosemary's flower language is "memory". Since the 16th century, Europeans and Americans have planted a rosemary tree on the grave of the deceased, representing eternal life, love and beautiful memories. His self-deprecating smile, his memories, his memories of eternal life, love and beautiful remembrances, is that what he is talking about?

He walked under the jasmine tree, and in the same way, the jasmine tree also has a sign, or a brief introduction, and the handwritten flower language at the back, the flower language of jasmine 1. 2. Pure, chaste, simple, exquisite. 3. Charming. 4. You are my life. She smiled, isn't this Hui Xue.

There was a small cabinet in front of him, he walked over and opened it, there were some seeds in it, and the names were carefully marked, and there were a few notebooks, he picked one up casually, opened it and looked at it.

"A starry sky. Nightshade. Bulbous begonia. Carnation. Aster. Daisy. Lavender. Gardenia. Lily. Yulan. Peach blossom. Datura stramonium. Camellia. Narcissus. Cuckoo. Carnation. Tulip. Water Hibiscus. Iris. Hyacinth. Hanging basket ...... Planting method" a whole book

He picked up a notebook again, "I just planted the roses that Ziqian gave me, I don't know if I can live, after all, this is the first time he sent flowers to me" Ziqian recalled that day, he didn't know that the day was Qixi Festival, Ye Yan said that it was Qixi Festival, and he didn't care. Ye Yan proposed to him to buy a bouquet of flowers to go home and give to Hui Xue, he didn't think much about it, so he asked the assistant to buy a bouquet of flowers and send it home, he went home that day, she hugged him happily, the corners of his mouth hooked, and continued to look at the roses alone and wrote a lot. Flipped through a few more pages, densely packed with text

"Ziqian has been working very hard recently, going out so early every day, coming home so late, he said he likes to eat fish, I learned a fish soup today, give him a supplement, Ziqian said he likes the jasmine fragrance on my body, I thought of a good way, I want to use jasmine to wash clothes in the future, he left before I got up this morning, maybe I slept late yesterday, yesterday I secretly waited for him He was more than eleven o'clock, he didn't like me to wait for him, so I had to wait for him secretly, I like to secretly wait for him every day when he gets off work...... "He closed the notebook, I don't dare to look at it anymore. A delicate tear streamed down his delicate face

"Ziqian, what's wrong with you" Xiao Hitomi kept following him

"You go out" in a cold tone

"What's wrong?"

"You get out"

"I don't want it"

"You get out"

"Because Hui Xue is right, I'm not leaving, you're all divorced anyway"

"You go"

"Even if you drive me away, Huixue won't come back"

"It's the only thing I can do for her, you go"