Gu Xicheng sat at the door until five o'clock. When he had to go back, the delicate rose was wilting. Gu Xicheng was a little lost. She didn't see the most beautiful time of the rose.

At sunrise in the East, Gu Xicheng got up and arranged his clothes. Then he went to the neighborhood to buy breakfast and put it at her door before he turned and left.

Chuluo smelled the fragrance of flowers when he was washing in bed. He thought that he had never received flowers before. Maybe a man would not give her flowers.

As soon as chuluo finished washing, he went back to the guest room and looked at the kid who was still sleeping with his little butt. He knew that he would not wake up for a while. It was enough for her to go out and buy breakfast.

As soon as Chu Luo came out of the guest room, he heard a knock on the door.

"Is Mr. Chu in?"

Chuluo heard the sound outside, and hurried to open the door. Outside the door stood the old teacher who lived upstairs. Every morning, the husband and wife would go out for a run.

"Mr. Chu is at home. When we just went out, we saw something at your door. How can we confiscate it? Take it quickly. When there are more people, who will take it for you? " "The old lady said, indicating that she quickly received the things at the door," this early morning to send flowers, but also intentional

Chulo looked down at two different colored roses and a lunch box.

The roses are wilting. It can be seen that they have been put here for a long time. There is still steam on the lunch box, at least for an hour or two.

So -

after thanking him awkwardly, Chu Luo bent down to put away the two bunches of roses, and then picked up the lunch box.

As soon as trulow closed the door, he looked up at the ceiling. Was the man going to the grave?

The first time I collect flowers is like this?

She always thought that the first time she received the chrysanthemum, it was a wonderful flower. She didn't expect that there would be more wonderful flowers.

He just put it at the door. I didn't know that I really thought he was going to the grave. I also knew that he was carrying tribute.

That man, it's just

Chuluo wanted to scold him to death, but he didn't want to lose his words.

Yellow rose - sorry.

Red rose - I love you!

He would choose.

Chuluo looked down at the rose and saw the card inside. He put the lunch box on the table and took out the card carefully.

[po'er:

I'm sorry, can you try to forgive me slowly? 】

[baby:

I love you, even if the rose withers, my heart that loves you will never bloom, only bloom. 】

as soon as Chu Luo looked at the two cards, his eyes were slightly drooping, and a smile that others could not see was raised at the corner of his mouth. Then he quickly put them away, carefully looked for the bottle, and then inserted the roses in. He took care of them carefully, for fear that they would bloom too soon and fail too quickly.

Breakfast is her favorite porridge and steamed stuffed bun, and there are two words "heating" written on the lunch box. Does this person really regard her as an idiot in life?

The kid doesn't cry when he gets up. He climbs out of bed to find Ma Ma to wash his face. After Chu Luo helps him wash his face, he lets him go out. He stays in the bathroom to solve the livelihood problems.

"Bang -"

as soon as Chu Luo finished her work, she heard the sound of broken glass outside. She was surprised and ran out. Then she saw the kid standing beside the table. There were broken vases and roses on the ground.

The kid stood, with innocent faces, "Huahua -"

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