"Oh, wait a minute."

Xia Yu stops Ye Zhi.

"Well?"

"Well, I remember I sent you flowers, too."

For ye Zhi mentioned the flowers, Xia Yu has been worried.

"Well... Classmate Xia, I'll correct it for you. What you sent me is not flowers, but cacti, OK?"

Xia Yu is very stubborn and insists: "although I gave you cactus at that time, what I actually want to give you is cactus flower. Calculate the time, cactus should have flowered."

"Well."

"Well, if someone gives you flowers, I'm the first one."

Xia Yu haggard tone, let Ye Zhi some helpless, continue to reply to a "well."

"So, ye Zhi..."

Xia Yu on the other end of the phone hesitated, but he began to say this sentence, and his tone became extremely firm and serious.

"Well, I'm here. What's the matter?"

Ye Zhi is a little puzzled and asks Xia Yu a rhetorical question.

"Yezhi, listen to me."

"I send you cactus, not because I like cactus, nor do I think you like this, but I just met you, just like cactus, covered with thorns, tightly wrapped themselves, protecting themselves."

"Cactus is sunny, warm and drought resistant. I send you cactus because I feel that your heart, like the property of cactus, is always sunny and full of vitality."

"After cultivation, cactus finally grows beautiful flowers one day. It seems that I am too happy with you. I forgot to ask you when cactus will bloom. You have never told me about this rustic gift."

"But in fact, no matter how hard things are, they have the softest side. Ye Zhi, do you know? Cactus flower language is warm

"I don't know when I fell in love with you. Maybe I admired your carefree when I was young. Maybe I understood your attitude towards life after knowing each other."

"I'm not as good as you think, and I'm not as good as others think. I have a lot of problems that you haven't found yet, but after I met you, I chose to hide them, or learn to change them."

"I work very hard to become you. I like the way you are born in the sun, but I don't like it. Some people like you as much as I do."

Xia Yu said a lot, ye Zhi has been listening.

People always inadvertently, heartstrings will be touched by something.

Ye Zhi can't remember clearly. It was Xia Yu's words that touched the softest place in her heart.

In short, she never felt that she was a warm person, but now she felt that she was warm by Xia Yu.

Being liked is a very happy thing.

She likes his love, she enjoys his love, she remembers every bit of being together, she is willing to tolerate his immature little problems.

It's just that she is not good at words. Maybe she will never be as Frank as Xia Yu.

"Well, I know. I received a bunch of yellow roses today. I thought it was from you only because it was the same as the flowers of cactus."

"In fact, I know that the words of yellow rose represent apology, so I feel strange. I think I know who sent it. Don't worry, it's not the pursuer. I think I know who it is. Don't think too much, OK?"

Ye Zhi talks to each other patiently.

Xia Yu didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "OK."

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