Lu Yuan completely went to the hall and got the representative of the kitchen.

His careful thoughts, Gu Qingshi didn't feel it for a while, but he was quite surprised to hear that Lu Yuan actually cooked for her, she just said that she had eaten, but Lu Yuan heard that she was lying.

The lie was exposed, but it was not embarrassing, but it was still sweet in his heart, Gu Qingshi touched his nose, "I know, thank you." ”

"No thanks, then I'll go first."

Lu Yuan's tone was a little reluctant, Gu Qingshi was also a little reluctant, and when Lu Yuan left, she went to the kitchen, the delicious soup, you can eat it by boiling the dishes directly, everything is just right, and the taste is good.

Gu Qingshi unconsciously swayed her legs while eating, and then she had to think about this matter, and the most important thing was to make sure that she really walked out of the shadow of her previous life and could get married normally, don't wait for the relationship to be deep and get married, but she directly kicked Lu Yuan, who wanted to touch her, out of bed.

Thinking that Lu Yuan specially made it for her, Gu Qingshi accidentally finished eating, and then inevitably ate it.

Seeing that the rhubarb who hadn't gone out for a day also longed for the door, Gu Qingshi took it out for a walk, and when he came back and opened the door, he found that something had fallen, and Gu Qingshi saw that it was a letter.

The envelope said 'Qingshi' in person, and the address was not written, but looking at the words, it was written by Lu Yuan.

"Why did you write a letter all of a sudden?" Gu Qingshi was very strange, tearing open the door as he entered.

"When I was young, when I went back to the car and read the previous newspaper again, I suddenly thought that if I hadn't met you, I would have refused to marry again and again, and I would have rejected those girls, and when they suspected that I liked men, I would definitely not have been able to say that I had a woman I liked.

If I didn't have you in this world, I think maybe that kind of report would stay with me for the rest of my life, because I wouldn't get married and have children like other men, and I might even end up acquiescing to those reports, so that there would be a lot more abuse, but there would also be a lot less trouble.

I don't write love poems, I just want to say, Qingshi, thank you for appearing in my life and being a unique presence in my life. ”

The payer is Lu Yuan.

Gu Qingshi looked at the letter and was stunned, she didn't expect Lu Yuan to write such a letter to her, and because of this letter, she seemed to know why Lu Yuan acquiesced to the news rumors in her previous life.

Maybe it was refuted at first, but because he didn't get married in the end, the news was endless, and then he may have been too lazy to refute it and acquiesce.

If she hadn't experienced her previous life, she might have thought that this was sweet words to coax her, but in fact, Lu Yuan was like this in her previous life.

Therefore, she is really a unique existence to Lu Yuan, just like Lu Yuan is also a unique existence than her.

The letter was not long, but Gu Qingshi read it several times, and when the letter was collected, Gu Qingshi found that there were still a few words on the back of the envelope - a love letter to Qingshi.

Gu Qingshi looked at it and laughed suddenly, "How can anyone say that this is a love letter." ”

Although it was strange why Lu Yuan suddenly wanted to write a new book, Gu Qingshi reacted and had carefully received the letter into the space.

On the other side, Lu Yuan went to find Fang Wen, "Fang Wen, do you know how to play the guitar?" ”

"Yes, but I haven't played it in years, what's wrong?"

"Teach me how to play."

"Teach you? Why did you suddenly want to learn guitar? Fang Wen was strange.

"I just want to learn, don't ask more." Lu Yuan didn't want to answer more, but Fang Wen guessed sensitively, "You don't want to play it to Xiao Gu, right?" ”

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, he really had to learn to play it to Qing Shi.

Fang Wen casually said that he didn't expect it to be true, "It's really for Xiao Gu, why did you suddenly think of playing the guitar?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just what I thought of on the way back, weren't you still in a hurry that those people sent flowers to Qingshi, and I didn't do anything? I decided to do all the things that those people had done. ”

When Lu Yuan wrote the letter, he wrote it impulsively, and wrote out the words in his heart that he might not be able to say verbally, and after the letter was written, Lu Yuan suddenly remembered Jem's fleshy letter with dear youth.

It was clearly a love letter, although it was just copied from someone else, and it was not so beautiful compared to his Lu Yuan's letter, but he felt that it was also a love letter, and it was still genuine.

When he returned to Qingshi's house, he stuffed the letter into it, and on the way back, Lu Yuan kept thinking about it, who said that what Jem and these people had done, he couldn't do it? Even the things they did, he had to do them all.

Including sending flowers, perfumes, bracelets, writing love letters, playing guitar, etc., he has to do it all over again, so that when he is young, he only needs to remember what he did in the end.

Lu Yuan said that action would be action, so the next day, Gu Qingshi got up early, and when he opened the door, he found a pot of camellia flowers that were in full bloom.

The camellia tree is not very large, but the flowers are in full bloom, and in the winter when many flowers and trees are withered, the delicate and beautiful camellia makes people extra warm and full of business.

Gu Qingshi let out a small wow, and he couldn't get enough of it no matter how he picked it up.

When Bai Xue came over, she exclaimed, "Wow, it's so beautiful, sister, where did this flower come from?" ”

Hearing this question, a name immediately popped up in Gu Qingshi's mind - Lu Yuan.

This flower must have been sent by Lu Yuan, just like last night's letter.

I sent a letter yesterday, and I will send flowers today, Lu Yuan has a lot of patterns, but this flower is really sent to Gu Qingshi's heart, this kind of flower that can be raised all the time is a good flower.

Lu Yuan's reaction when he hid from watching Gu Qing from a distance, and nodded with satisfaction when he saw her happily hugging her in.

Sure enough, it was right not to send flowers that would die in just a few days.

The next day, Gu Qingshi received another pot of flowers, which was very beautiful, but she didn't know what its name was for a while, so she thought about it and went to the library, she wanted to know if there were any books related to flowers.

Gu Qingshi quickly found it, and after comparing it, he found that it was Zhu Jinhua, and there were related flowers in the books about flowers that Gu Qingshi bought.

Flower language has existed a long time ago, but Gu Qingshi didn't know much about these before, and only after buying the book did he know that flowers also have their own flower language.

Gu Qingshi looked for the flower language of Zhu Jinhua and camellia, the flower language of camellia is ideal love, because when camellia withers, it is not the whole flower that withers and falls directly, but the petals slowly wither until the end of life.

Such a cautious and reluctant way of withering is exactly the same as the attitude of everyone when they pursue their sweetheart, so camellia is also the most representative of people's hearts.

When Gu Qingshi received the flowers, he only thought they looked good, but he didn't expect them to have such a meaning.

So did Lu Yuan express his heart to her through the language of flowers?

Gu Qingshi looked at Zhu Jinhua's flower language introduction, the flower color of Zhu Jinhua is very bright, just like a human looking enthusiastic, but its big stamen is connected by small stamen, and there is also a very delicate and shy heart under the figurative enthusiastic appearance.

So, is Lu Yuan the same? Under the presumptuous behavior, in fact, he is also very shy and careful?

Gu Qingshi thought that he was smiling sullenly, and Zhu Jinhua's flower language happened to be a fresh relationship.