You won't know that the night before Tanabata, I didn't sleep all night. Or rather, even if I slept, I didn't fall asleep.

I'm so worried that the flowers will die, I'm really worried that my heart will die. It's okay to die, it's a hundred. But I still have to live well, watching how my heart dies.

Everything is just the beginning, and all the good is just the appearance. When you remember the beauty deeply, please forget the beauty, because everything is just the beginning, and all the beauty is only the appearance.

I seem to dream that the flower is dead and I see that my heart is broken. I prayed desperately to God to give me more time, before my heart was gone. In my agony, it granted my request.

It finally gave me a word of advice: when you remember the good times deeply, be sure to forget the good times, because everything is just the beginning, and all the good things are just the appearance.

The flowers are alive again, and I'm better again.

When I woke up, I found that each flower seemed to be fresh, and it seemed that they also wanted to show their best side in front of the festival.

My head ached, and a voice echoed in my head: Everything started to be good, please forget about it.

I'm a little confused. If everything is starting to be good, why forget about it. Anyway, I don't think about it, but today I should be thinking about how to sell the remaining roses (except for the twenty-one that his cousin ordered).

You came to our store at nine o'clock, and you came with your cousin. Soon there will be twenty-one less roses in the bucket full of roses.

"My cousin and I came over to get flowers."

"Flowers in the back."

As I spoke, I will lead you to the back warehouse where the flowers are kept.

"The flowers are here."

"These flowers are so beautiful!"

No one will know why these flowers are so beautiful now, including you who are intoxicated by this bucket of roses.

"Of course, after all, I cultivated it."

"You didn't plant this flower, you are just opportunistic and stealing the fruits of other people's labor!"

"Then if I were a thief, you would be an accomplice, and you would be the mastermind."

We all laughed as we spoke.

Those flowers were really cultivated by me with my "heart". Looking at the happy look of the rose, I know that my heart is still alive, at least for the moment.

Soon, you and your cousin took the twenty-one roses that I had picked out from me and went to the florist to repack them. Because the flowers here are all packaged one by one, and the flowers that your cousin wants to give to your cousin are to be clustered one by one.

It didn't take long for you and your cousin to come to our shop with that beautifully packaged cluster of roses.

"How's that, it's good-looking!"

"Of course it's good-looking, can the flowers I sell look good?"

"I'm not poor with you, you can use your mobile phone to take a few photos for me! To commemorate the loss of the twenty-one roses. ”

"Why do you make it so sad, you should be glad that it can play its role and deepen the relationship of a couple.

"Hey, let's not talk about it, you can take a few pictures for me!"

"Good"

With that, I took out my mobile phone, clicked on the camera software in the mobile phone, and then, took more than a dozen photos for you from different sides, I think each one is very beautiful, can a beauty holding a rose not be beautiful?

But you are a person who pursues perfection, you took my mobile phone, and almost deleted the dozen or so photos you just took, leaving only one.

"It's okay with this one, I've deleted everything else, it seems that your photography skills need to be improved."

I should really study photography, maybe I can leave more photos of you and more memories of us. In the days that followed, I looked at the few photos, flipped left and right, and repeated over and over again, in less than ten seconds.

"Zhen Huan, I'm leaving." Your cousin motioned for you to spend it on her

"Oh"

So, you handed your cousin the beautifully packaged roses that conveyed your cousin's deep affection for your cousin.

"And when are you coming back?"

"There's time!"

"Be careful on your way, bye-bye."

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye to your cousin, we also began to make suggestions for our flower sales.

"I think we should go to Qidong Station to sell roses now, there are more people there." You suggest to

"I think we should sell it in the evening, it will sell better. Because the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet at night, the night can create a romantic atmosphere, and there should be more people buying flowers. ”

You seem to be convinced by me, and you just nod. Then, use your mobile phone to start the promotion, as if everyone knows that you are selling roses, and your classmates also take the initiative to help you sell flowers.

"Great, Zeng Min said, wait a minute, she will also come over to help us sell flowers."

"Your classmates?"

"Hmm"

"Good! I'm worried I can't find anyone to sell it for me! Now it's good, and they all took the initiative to come to the door. ”

"You just look down on me so much, you look at fifty roses, and I sold two-fifths of them at once, and the remaining three-fifths, don't I have the ability to sell them?"

"I didn't mean that."

"And what do you mean?"

"You see, when we decided to sell roses, we just wanted to experience it, and to put it bluntly, we just wanted to have a good time. Now your classmates are going to come over to help sell flowers, which happens to be very crowded, so why not do it! ”

"I didn't say I wouldn't let her help sell it, I just think you spent less."

"Then next time I'll go in a little more, so much so that your whole class will come and help me sell roses."

I amused you again, as if I could only show my humorous intellect in front of you or your mother.