Chapter 106

"What is the word of the rose?" Jiangbeiyuan asked again.

Good end of why he asked the rose, the speech read sipped the corner of the mouth, feel this heart suddenly like a rose thorn, a card a card of pain.

"There are different kinds of roses. There are many kinds of flower language. I don't know which one you asked."

Jiangbeiyuan is not familiar with flowers. He points to a bunch of cream colored champagne roses, "what about this?"

"I only love you." Words and thoughts are absent-minded explanations.

Jiangbeiyuan is stunned.

He looked at her quietly, but saw that there was no expression on her face, as if he had just said that sentence, it was only an explanation, and there was no other emotion in it.

Therefore, jiangbeiyuan quietly takes back his sight again, and points to the blue witch beside him, "what about this?"

Read: "every day I think of you."

He nodded, and pointed to the white rose beside the blue witch, "this?"

"On behalf of you, you are mine."

"And this?" He pointed to the yellow rose again.

Yan Nian is patient: "enjoy the time with you."

Jiangbeiyuan lip line has a slight upward arc, and finally points to a circle, and finally falls on the final red rose.

The delicate red rose is blooming and fragrant. It is the flower of eternal interpretation of love, and everyone knows its meaning.

But jiangbeiyuan doesn't seem to know.

Once again, he showed the spirit of asking questions.

I can't bear to read some words. I don't know the meaning of red rose. "Red rose is not my love --"

"you" didn't say it, but she swallowed it back.

There seems to be something wrong.

She looked at the man who was one head higher than her and took a deep breath. "So which one do you want?"

Jiangbeiyuan finally decided, "66 red roses."

66?

Who wants 66 red roses??

Saying: "99 or 999, or 520 or 521, which means I love you for a long time."

Jiangbeiyuan thought about it, and nodded again, "a bunch of 521, a bunch of 66."

Why does he want 66?

But whose is the 521?

She wanted to know, but didn't know how to ask. These two contradictory thoughts were twisted into two strands of rope in her heart, which tightened her heart. She had to silently bind red roses to jiangbeiyuan, one is a big bouquet, the other is a small bouquet.

"Don't pay, when I give you a ride!"

It's rare for her to be generous. Jiangbeiyuan said, "last time I gave you your bank card, I gave you 300000 yuan. I'll make up for all the pocket money this month."

"Ah?"

Words read don't understand, crooked head.

"Which bank card?"

"The one you want to pay me back." Jiangbeiyuan is not very angry.

Yannian knows which one. That's the beginning of her unhappiness with jiangbeiyuan. She wanted to pay him back that night, but he didn't. from that day on, they had a cold war.

"I still have to --"

before I finish my speech, I received those two cold eyes, as if they were warning her. I can't say the rest.

Yannian thought to herself, anyway, she didn't spend the money. When she saved it for him, it was right.

"Then thank you, or I'll send you another bunch of roses?"

"No."

Jiangbei Yuanwu road.

"She can't take so many flowers."

"Ah These two roses are for the same person

"Well."

Then he left.

Looking at this man's straight back, Yannian's nose is sour, and his sadness is like a steamed bread soaked in it, a little swollen.

Who on earth did he give it to? Is it a female colleague or a heterosexual friend?