The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

I had a sleepy sleep, but when I woke up the next day, ye Zhi found that her head was aching, as if her hair hadn't dried yesterday, so she fell asleep.

When she got up, her hair turned into a mess without any accident. Her hair was soft and easy to shape. Now she couldn't comb it smoothly with a comb, and she didn't dare to wash her hair any more. She just tied it up randomly and wrapped herself tightly to go to work.

Next Monday, the studio will be in place.

Ye Zhi's body is very uncomfortable, and she has been working hard for two days. When she came home in the early morning of Monday, she finally didn't hold on and entered the unconscious sleep state.

She slept into the night and was still hungry.

For the absence of the boss of the studio, no one in the studio dares to have any doubt about it. They should follow their own work process.

Ye Zhi hasn't been ill for many years. Maybe she has better self-healing ability. She gets up, cooks a pot of porridge for herself, drinks more than half of it, rolls back to bed and sleeps. The next morning, she wakes up again and is full of spirit.

But even so, after finishing the weekly apartment cleaning task, when ye Zhi arrived at the studio, a group of people cast surprised eyes on her one after another.

"Hi, everyone, long time no see. Do you miss me so much that when I come here, I just stare at me."

Ye Zhi's impression in the heart of the staff under her hand is still very friendly. She joked to the people around her, who all cast a meaningful look at her.

Ye Zhi angrily took back her raised hand, took the bag and went back to her office.

Ye Zhi's desk is famous for its neatness.

But today, it seems to be different. I don't know who put a bunch of flowers on her desk.

She went to the chair, put down her backpack and asked the people around her, "whose boyfriend sent these flowers?"

Several girls around, have shaken their heads, no one admitted.

Ye Zhi desk opposite a boy, is a face muddled asked a sentence: "hmm? Boss, didn't your boyfriend send it? It was delivered early yesterday morning. Fortunately, it won't wither. Otherwise, I really don't know how to deal with it? "

"Me... Boyfriend? Are you sure? "

Ye Zhi asked her with a smile.

"Well, it says" dear "on the card. Besides, look at the gift. It really subverts my seriousness."

The boy's tone of voice is very exaggerated. Ye Zhi has time to look up at her desk.

Originally, she looked at the flowers from a distance, and the wrapping paper was still facing her, so she didn't really look at the flowers inside?

But at this moment, when she saw the things inside, she felt that the whole person was scorched by thunder.

Have you ever seen a cactus given away? Or a cactus that looks very lush.

This packed cactus is obviously carefully trimmed. The thorns on it are very neat, and the light yellow flowers are blooming. It looks very delicate.

In the cactus, there is indeed a card as my colleague said.

She opened it and saw that there were only a few words on it.

"Dear"

I hope you like it

"Metaphor"

Ye Zhi is still the first time to be sent flowers, but it is also the first time to be sent such a strange flower.

She thought it took up a lot of space and it was too dangerous to put it on her desk. She wanted to take it apart and see if she wanted to find a flowerpot to transplant.

With the scissors, the whole person was speechless.