Reborn As A Lucky Girl

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong." Xue Xueer took the bus according to the address given by Yang Songshu and soon arrived at their community. Under the guidance of her neighbors, she successfully found their door.

Yang's father and mother were intellectuals, and their family had money, so they bought a house directly in the provincial capital. It's on the first floor with a small garden.

Yang's mother has always had the habit of planting flowers and plants, so she enclosed the small garden with a fence as her own small world. Yang's father and son spoiled her and didn't say anything.

There are all kinds of plants in this small garden, but the outer layer is high and big roses. These roses grow so luxuriant that they almost cover the scenery in the small garden.

Now is not the heyday of roses, but there are still sparse roses. From a distance, it looks like a purple waterfall full of shelves. It's strange and pleasant to see. It is particularly dazzling against the background of those green leaves. If you get closer, you can still smell the strong fragrance of flowers.

Xue Xueer was so excited that she even walked under the rose. Step on the bluestone slab and pad your toes to smell the nearest rose. There happened to be a little butterfly flying by, but it also landed on the tip of her nose.

With a puff, she laughed.

Yang Songshu opened the door and just saw this picture of rose beauty. The sunlight at the right angle poured evenly on Xue Xueer's side face and plated her with a layer of gold. With these roses and butterflies, it is difficult not to doubt whether she is a fairy in the flowers.

The next moment is to go back in the wind.

He stood quietly at the door enjoying the beautiful scenery and couldn't bear to be disturbed. Or wait for Xue Xueer to enjoy himself and turn around to find his figure.

"Song Shu? When did you come?" Xue Xueer looks like a child caught making mistakes. She is a little embarrassed. It's a shame to be caught in the sea of flowers by others.

She had never done such a thing in her previous life.

Yang Songshu didn't break through her, but also solved the siege: "no, I just came here."

That's good, that's good.

Xue Xueer breathlessly patted her small chest, but the red glow on her cheeks crept up quietly, looking like a little drunk. She was ashamed to know, but she thought she had seen her sweetheart.

"Does Xueer like roses very much?" In order not to let her continue to be ashamed, Yang Songshu changed the topic very considerately. Xue Xueer also succeeded in attracting attention, and her eyes fell on the right rose again.

Lips moved, eyebrows frowned: "it's not like it or not, but it's very beautiful."

good-looking? That's enough.

Yang Songshu took a big long leg and walked directly to her side. Without blinking an eye, he directly picked one of the rose flowers his mother had raised for several years. In fact, it can't be said to be picked or collected.

He is a layman and doesn't care about the flowers. Now Xue Xueer likes it, and he doesn't mind sending flowers to make people like it.

He took off all the green leaves, until there was a whole flower left, and then put it on Xue Xueer's braid.

"This flower matches you, just right."

Xue Xueer didn't expect Yang Songshu to be so rude, so she folded the flowers directly. If she knew he would do it, she would say she didn't like it.

What if Yang Songshu's mother sees this?

Who knows, the leak happened to rain at night. Yang's mother waited for Xue Xueer for a long time and went out to find someone. He saw his son standing with Xue Xueer.

Xue Xueer's braid is still covered with roses she has worked hard to grow, and the green leaves under her son's feet seem to be evidence of just destroying flowers.

For a moment, Yang's mother didn't know whether to welcome Xue Xueer or scold her son. How can you hurt your old mother by pleasing the little girl?

When Yang's mother suppressed her anger a little, she took a fake smile and said, "Xueer is coming? Come on in, aunt has been waiting for you for a long time."