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Wan Qiu had one thing hidden in his heart.

It wasn't until he came back that Wan Qiu didn't understand this matter thoroughly.

When he was looking at Yang Xiaoyu at that time, the strong feeling that made him want to say something, Wan Qiu couldn't let go.

What is it?

Wanqiu was thinking hard, but his brain was blank.

Wan Qiu rode a small three-wheeler with a small roof that had been remodeled by the white butler and went around the villa.

He had a strong desire to see something, to restore what he had in mind at the time.

It's a feeling that comes out of the air, and it's sad not to think back.

Stubbornly going around in circles, looking for everything green and red, just like the green plants and red mother in the corridor I saw at that time.

Wan Qiu squatted in front of an extremely bright red flower, blooming just right, like Yang Xiaoyu.

Behind the red flowers were its emerald green branches and leaves, and Wan Qiu stared at it deadly, but he couldn't remember what he wanted to do at that time.

Wan Qiu stared at it and didn't know how long it had been watching.

wanted to stand up, but Wan Qiu's head dizzy in an instant, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his body fell to the side uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a pair of hands picked him up and supported him.

Wan Qiu eased up for a while, and his pitch-black vision was illuminated by a little white light, expanding, and gradually returning to normal.

"Oh, Wanqiu, I've been squatting and suddenly standing up, will I have orthostatic hypotension?"

With a familiar voice, Wan Qiu turned around and saw that it was the gardener at home.

Their house is huge, so there are several gardeners.

Wanqiu remembers.

"Why do you keep looking at this flower?" The gardener, who had been watching from the side for a long time, approached Wan Qiu's side, but Wan Qiu didn't notice it.

Wanqiu didn't know.

Wan Qiu just watched, but he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Do you like it very much?" The gardener also knew that Wan Qiu was not good at words, and he did not intend to get Wan Qiu's answer.

Wan Qiu wanted to speak, but the gardener didn't give him a chance to respond.

The gardener bent down, and the branch shears in his hand cut off the flower that Wan Qiu had been watching.

The gardener planned to give this flower to Wanqiu, but Wanqiu was the owner of this family, and it was natural to ask for a flower.

But when the gardener just wanted to give the flowers to Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu was at a loss.

The gardener's hands stiffened, didn't he want it?

But the scissors are all cut, this is the most beautiful flower that blooms here, and it is a waste to throw it away like this.

"Wanqiu, come with me." As he spoke, the gardener got on the saddle of the tricycle, "Come on, I'll take you." ”

Wan Qiu sat on the tricycle and looked at the gardener's back, tall and big, very light in color, and there was still the smell of earth on his body, but it was also mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers.

They came to a glass house, which was a greenhouse, and the gardener took Wanqiu to it.

About ten minutes later, Wanqiu got a freshly cut flower wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper.

"It can be a gift." The gardener said.

Wan Qiu hugged the packaged flowers, the bright red color did not have any withered flowers, maintaining the most perfect posture of its own beauty.

Wan Qiu knew what it was, and he would occasionally find a lot of flowers wrapped up like this in the trash.

Wan Qiu liked it very much, and secretly took the discarded flowers home and put them in the bottle he picked up, although his parents didn't seem to care.

But for Wan Qiu, this was the first thing he got, not to pick it up, but to give him flowers.

This is something that can be used as a gift, and it has not been thrown away.

It's precious.

Such a precious thing.

Who do you want to give it to.

And the closest person to Wanqiu is her mother.

Because the new thing completely occupied what Wan Qiu originally wanted to do, he anxiously rode the tricycle back to the house.

Since returning from school in the morning, Yang Xiaoyu has been working remotely in the study, and Wanqiu is standing in front of the study.

Look down at the fresh flowers in your hands.

Blooming with the most beautiful posture of the red flower, although there is only one.

Wanqiu knocked on the door.

A voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

Wan Qiu opened the door and walked in.

Yang Xiaoyu took off her heavy makeup, but put on light makeup again, put on a more comfortable light pink skirt, sat in front of the computer, and her long curly hair fell casually, a little less aggressive beauty, and a little more unique intellectuality.

Yang Xiaoyu was concentrating on reading the information, and originally thought that the white housekeeper was coming to deliver tea, but did not wait for the sound of the water cup hitting the table.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at it and was suddenly stunned.

Wan Qiu stood in front of her, across a desk.

His clothes were a little messy, his cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed to have just returned from the sun, and he was still very hot.

But Yang Xiaoyu looked down and saw the red flower in Wan Qiu's hand, and suddenly became nervous.

What is the meaning?

Why did you bring flowers to her?

Is it meant for her?

Yang Xiaoyu, who was looking forward to adding a gift for the morning all night, had already changed her mentality when she saw this flower, and she was so excited that she was about to jump up, but she forcibly suppressed it for fear that she would be wrong.

When Wan Qiu handed out the small flower in his hand and wanted to give it to Yang Xiaoyu, Wan Qiu's eyes suddenly bloomed.

Wan Qiu was suddenly picked up.

Wan Qiu's eyes widened, and even Yang Xiaoyu hugged him and spun around a few times.

"Oh my God, baby, you're a gift from heaven, aren't you? How could I have such a lovely child as you? In my last life, I must have been a great good person, right?! ”

Yang Xiaoyu kissed Wan Qiu's cheek several times, without hiding her joy at all.

When she took the flower in her hand, Yang Xiaoyu couldn't put it down as if she had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu like this, the joy that filled her whole body was even more brilliant than the flowers in her hands, and the bright 'happiness' was even like a flame, which was about to scorch the cold air in the air-conditioned room.

Suddenly, Wan Qiu seemed to think of what he had always wanted to say and do in the corridor before, but he was suffocated in his chest because he didn't know how to do it.

What kind of expression did my mother have at that time?

It's different from 'unhappy', which makes Wanqiu feel very uncomfortable, but he doesn't know how to be a good expression.

And now that Wanqiu knows, what he wanted to do at that time must be like this.

It is something that makes Yang Xiaoyu feel happy.

It's something that won't let Yang Xiaoyu show that kind of expression again.

Wanqiu seems to have discovered the meaning of 'gift', which can easily bring happiness.

At least the mother who is in front of her now must be very happy because of the gift.

It's really good.

I didn't forget what was on my mind, and my mother became happy.

Wan Qiu also hugged Yang Xiaoyu's neck, and his little heart was like a floating cloud, quietly drifting away.

On the dining table that night, a transparent and delicate crystal bottle was in the center of the table, and a bright flower was placed in it.

Chu Jianshu raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

When Chu Yigui saw it, he didn't react.

Wan Qiu ate dinner quietly.

Yang asked, "This flower?" ”

It is normal to have flowers on the dining table, and flowers are always decorated in various places, but it is very abrupt to use only one flower and put it on the table with a decorative bottle that does not fit the table.

This kind of placement design does not conform to the habits of the white butler, so Yang Zecai asked.

"It's a gift from my baby today." Yang Xiaoyu smiled, decent, with her head held high, eating her own dinner, even if it was a very small dinner, she ate very slowly today.

Yang showed just the right amount of surprise that Wanqiu would give gifts.

And Yang Xiaoyu was smiling, very satisfied with this cute little flower.

What's even more interesting is that it is a carnation by coincidence.

In the last flowering period of the carnation, and also in the late summer slightly cooled weather, the gorgeous flowers that suddenly bloomed were discovered by Wanqiu.

Several coincidences have occurred, so that this carnation, which is carried with anticipation, happiness, hope and joy, shows its unique posture and fragrance on the table that is not very suitable.

When Chu Yigui left the restaurant, the single flower that had been placed in the middle of the dining table was still there.

After Chu Yigui finished his homework and finished the preview and review, when he went back to the kitchen, the flower was gone.

You can probably guess where the flowers are going.

Yang Xiaoyu probably cherished the flowers very much.

In the future, it may be made into dried flowers or taxidermy.

Chu Yigui half-leaned on the stairs, and the delicate flower seemed to be able to appear in front of his eyes.

Wan Qiu took the initiative to send something for Yang Xiaoyu.