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Pat your cheeks, force yourself to calm down and continue to look, perhaps hand-painted or blank next page.

The lilac hyacinth, which was a little larger than the previous one, was written in a gentle and romantic manner. It was the flower language of the lilac hyacinth! He knew the language of flowers, so the previous page meant that he had spent his youth in sorrow? Jiang yiran thought.

Maybe there were other meanings, but the flowers on the third page were very rare, and there were not many people that she didn' t know, but jiang yiran genuinely liked purple and really liked flowers.

Carefully delineated accounts for a small half of the page size of alfalfa, rare four-leaf florets, which means lucky lovely flowers. He wrote, I changed.

She couldn' t wait to look at the next page, and there were even more purple lilac flowers and lilac flowers.jiang yiran remembered correctly that it was her first love and lilac was the flower of love.jiang yiran couldn' t help but question her. It says, meet.

The agitation in her heart betrayed her. She took a few deep breaths and turned to the next page. Purple roses, half-page purple roses, dreamy and melancholy purple roses, fonts written, repeated.

She had no time to guess what he was thinking and just wanted to finish reading this wonderful book.

Half a page of purple orange stalks, that symbol is eternal love hopeless love ah! She really wanted to see the words on page six, but there was nothing. There was only a big question mark hanging on the orange stalk.

On page seven, purple tulips, jiang yiran's warm tears flowed down her eyes. No matter what his original intention was, he was moved by her. Because tulip that endless love, love, eternal love!

The tulips occupied almost the whole page, and she saw the upper left corner written in a handwriting that had to be reduced, and wished it were so.

She scrolled through the page mechanically. On page eight, she turned the vigorous pen and drew a simple picture of a young girl with simple lines. Her big, watery eyes seemed to be able to move, and her delicate little mouth seemed to open from time to time. She could hear her clear voice like nightingale, her purple dress, and her entire body seemed to be walking into the picture from the real world.

It was her, jiang yiran, who could be seen in the mirror every day.

That dress was not really hers. She suddenly wanted to go out and find out where she sold it. She wanted to buy it and wear it in front of lin zhengzheng. She wanted him to see jiang yiran, who was as beautiful as the painting.

Seven pages of flowers, followed by a beautiful let her own surprised jiang yiran.

Jiang yiran, who had a gentle laugh, was just like du ruo who was waiting in peace and quiet; there was a plain and cold jiang yiran, like a lotus that was not stained with mud and was not a demon; there was a brilliant smile on jiang yiran, as if all the flowers were faded; there was a passionate jiang yiran, as if a bunch of chrysanthemums were blooming.

There was also the last jiang yiran, who was blushing red. In the empty space, she stood there straight, but her face was flushed red. The flaming red rose was held in front of her by a large hand.

As if the breeze had blown past her, she stood in the place where the trees hung willows. Her nose and wings were filled with the fragrance of spring, and her ears were filled with the warmth of the wind. She opened her eyes, her eyes red. Dressed casually, lin zhengzheng was still very handsome and had a casual temperament. He offered the red roses to her and asked her if she accepted the love.

She was shy, but she nodded resolutely.

It was as if he would disappear if he didn' t agree soon.

However, the next moment, she was shivering from the cold, and she was still in her room, dressed in lavender pajamas, holding a page with red roses in her hands.

She did not love the red rose because it was too alluring and dazzling.

However, unknowingly, perhaps it was because her father had given her the first red rose that implied love after she became an adult. Perhaps it was just a moment ago that she was infected with the red rose that she liked.

She would no longer laugh at the vulgarity of women, and would not think they had no taste, for she was as fond of the fiery red as they were.

In her dream that night, she transformed again and again into a young girl in a painting, dressed in different designs and unique clothes, and strolled in a garden full of flowers.

She could not see clearly the figure of the man beside her, but she could clearly tell that he was very tall, because their shadows were reunited without any gap under the abundant sunlight.

She tried her best to look at the man, but all she could see was his handsome side profile, his chiseled chin, and his red ears.

It was similar to what she had seen at school during the day, but she didn' t know if she had seen wrongly.

A young man who was as red as a silly boy's ears, his air of calm and breezy air added a bit of cuteness.

Jiang yiran smiled in the garden.

The moonlit bed, the girl with long hair and pillow, with the most satisfied smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, tightly grasped a book with flowers as the cover, and fell asleep.

The sun had just climbed over the horizon, and fish protein was hanging on the horizon, so jiang yiran couldn' t sleep anymore.

She was too excited. Last night's surprise and fantasy were real dreams, and she could no longer lie in bed. She was so excited that she wanted to run two laps to make herself sweat and gasp, but she was not allowed to do that downstairs.

She paced the room, unable to stop, and even forgot to wash her face and brush her teeth first.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders and she had never combed it before. It looked a little messy, but it seemed to have another kind of beauty that she had never seen before.

She thinks she's narcissistic again.

She also had to go to school. She wanted to ask lin zhengzheng if his hand-painted album had any other meaning, or was it just an ordinary but slightly attentive birthday present? It was like she had given her a pen that was expensive in many people's eyes, and he was a poor boy. He could only express his feelings with this.

Jiang yiran didn' t want to hear such an answer.she forced herself to wash up calmly, but she didn' t want to eat breakfast, so she hurried downstairs to take a taxi.

It went well and a taxi was waiting by the side of the road. She thought that today was a lucky day for her to have such a good start.

The destination was naturally the school.

Jiang yiran looked at the scenery outside the car.it was the same every day, but today's scenery seemed to have become extremely beautiful overnight, making her unable to take her eyes off it.

The taxi was silent, and the driver's deep voice suddenly rang out, scaring jiang yiran. "The little girl looks very young and goes to junior high? "

The school was indeed in the middle school and high school in a large school district. Jiang yiran was in a good mood and replied happily," no, I' m already in my senior year. "

The driver seemed surprised." Really? I don't know, I sometimes go to the school gate to pick up guests when you're out of school. "

"Alas! I'm so mad at you! What was wrong with the students nowadays? They were playing with their mobile phones while crossing the street. The driver was suddenly angry.

Jiang yiran remembered that she almost got hit by a car.although she wasn' t in the same situation as the driver, she was also scared to death.

She nodded her head in agreement. Her mind was in a daze, and she suddenly felt a little sleepy. Was it because she was too excited and slept too late last night?

He wanted to tell the driver to open the window to let the air in, but his head was too heavy to say a word.

An ominous feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. Before she could think more, the scene in front of her was replaced by darkness.

Little girl? Why aren' t you awake yet?! Hey!

There was a man's rough shout beside her ear.jiang yiran tried hard to recall her situation in the dark, and she pretended to be shocked as she pulled her left arm, the rough touch of the hemp rope coming from her arm.the wound that she had not recovered from was a little painful.

Her bold guess was confirmed that she, jiang yiran, had been kidnapped.

Although she didn' t know who the other party was or what they were after, she didn' t feel uncomfortable. She could only hope that the kidnappers would come for money.

The rough voice didn' t wake jiang yiran up, so she tried a few more times and left with a scolding.

The sound of footsteps faded away, and another voice said," I think it's going to be too big. Every time I buy the aphrodisiac from xiong er, it's not necessarily effective. It's probably strong this time." It was the taxi driver.

"Hmph, xiong er might not be able to tell where he stole the medicine. He's waiting for you to be discovered one day and die without knowing how you died." The rough man spat again. "

The driver said indignantly," brother, calm down. We won' t argue with xiong er and the other petty people who can only get a small profit. This time, we' ve caught a big fish." "

Jiang yiran seemed to feel two pairs of eyes staring at her as if she was a prey, then the two of them smiled slyly together.

Their conversation made jiang yiran feel at ease.