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After carefully sizing up the man, Wen Liang's gaze finally fell on his arm. He asked, "Why are you putting your hands in your pockets?"

"Think about it, did Mo Weian do anything like that?" Qi Ye reminded Wen Liang.

Qi Ye suddenly took out his wallet and handed it over to Wen Liang: "Help me get it."

"Mo Weian wants to hide that he's actually a left-handed person?" The expression of excitement on that warm, small face was like that of a child who had solved an Arcana question, so much so that he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Qi Ye nodded: "I don't know whether he is left-handed or not, but I can tell that he is trying to hide his left hand, or whether he is hiding the fact that he is left-handed, or both. Do you remember which hand he went to get the nail clipper with? "

She remembered this very clearly, because at that time, she was standing in front of the tea table. When Mo Weian was cutting his nails, she coincidentally saw him perform a series of actions.

But what Mo Weian was holding onto was his right hand. The nail that was cut off was actually the nail of the left thumb. Thus …

"Since we came in, the reason he's been hiding his left hand is because he's got his hands in his pockets?" Wen Liang immediately took out the nail from the tissue that was wrapped around the finger and placed it in front of Qi Ye, then asked: "So … "You mean, this fingernail is fake?"

"Yes." Whether or not it is fake, won't we know after going back and letting the Mu Si inspect it? " He took her hand. Actually, it didn't matter whether he did the appraisal or not. He had already confirmed the appraisal's result.

But Wen Liang still decided to send the fingernails to the Mu Si for appraisal.

She followed along and walked shoulder to shoulder with Qi Ye.

He ran towards the front and looked at the beautiful wooden signboard. On it, the words' Primrose Field 'were written in large letters.

She immediately squatted down and looked at the beautiful plants one by one, then turned to Qi Ye and asked, "Is this the Primrose Primrose Grass?"

The thickets were elegant, showy, clusters of white, blue, pink, yellow, orange, and beautiful purple. The whole field was arranged like a delicate and beautiful rainbow.

Qi Ye also squatted down with Wen Liang and answered: "En, Cherry Grass. It was also called Primrose Grass, or Primrose Flower, or Primrose Flower, or Evening Primrose Flower. The blooming season is very long. "

These flowers, one by one, were naturally not as eye-catching as roses. However, when they were arranged into flower fields, they were so beautiful that it was hard for one to look away. It continued to grow quietly, neither arrogant nor impatient.

With a beige cotton jacket wrapped around his body, Wen Liang walked along the road in the flower field with a smile on his face. Qi Ye, who was wearing a white down jacket, quietly followed behind her.

"If we walk any further, we will reach the seaside." "No," he said.

The woman suddenly stopped in her tracks. Qi Ye looked in her direction and saw two bees hovering above the flowers. There was no fragrance to the flower, and it was quiet and beautiful, but he did not expect that bees would actually hover over it.

"Do you want to know the floral language of these flowers?" Qi Ye suddenly whispered into her ear.

She looked back. "Really? What is its flowery language? "

"Give me a kiss and I'll tell you." He embraced her waist. From the perspective of others, it was also extremely sweet.

She knew that he was just teasing her, so she pushed his hand away. She did not take this question to heart and instead ran into the depths of the flower fields.

A little lady in a beige cotton jacket was standing in the luxuriant purple flower fields, with a bright and warm sun behind her. She took out her cell phone and focused on patting the beautiful flowers. In the distance, Qi Ye's hand was in the pocket of his down jacket, and he coincidentally touched his phone.

He suddenly took out his cell phone and pressed a few buttons.

Looking at the lady in the picture, the corner of Qi Ye's mouth raised even higher, as if he was very satisfied with the picture in his hands. He kept the phone in his pocket and looked at the hawker not far away. He was lost in thought …

In the warm scene, there were other butterflies, with colorful blue wings, dancing on the white primrose grass, forming an incredibly beautiful picture. It was unknown when Qi Ye had walked up behind her, but he was quietly watching the scene on her phone.

She looked back and smiled back at him. She pointed at Cai Die on the screen and asked, "Is she pretty?"

His eyes fell on her delicate face and he nodded. "Beautiful."

"I said Cai Die!"

"Not as good as you."

"..." Wen Liang smiled and pointed his phone at the man's face. He quickly pressed the shutter button and pretended to take a picture of the scenery. He was very distracted.

The man on the cell phone screen could make a poster every few minutes. Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a pleasant yet low voice came from the other side. He looked into her eyes and said to her, "Other than you, there is no other love."

The waves of the sea lapped against the rocks, and Cool couldn't hear clearly.

Holding the phone, she turned her head towards him in astonishment. "What?"

"There is no other love but yours."

His heart thumped in his chest as a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wen Liang's mouth. He lightly pursed his lips and asked, "Confession?"

"Flower language. The flowery language and symbolic meaning of the cherry blossoms. "

"..." Wen Liang rolled his eyes at the man, "At this time, you have to tell me how good it is to confess to me. zizyphus, you really are not interesting at all. "

"Give me your hand." He reached out to her.

Although he didn't know what a man was going to do, Wen Liang still stretched out his hand and looked at him with an ignorant expression. He took out a silver bracelet from his pocket and put it on her wrist, saying, "The floral and symbolic meaning of the cherry blossoms is that there is no love other than you. The white primrose flower represents youth, first love. Red cherry blossoms represent unrepentant, unrepentant love. Flowless Town produces a great deal of silverware, as well as the purest, Snowflake Silver. "

He gave her the bracelet.

Wen Liang lowered his head to look at the thin chain on his wrist. The bracelet was shaped like a link between countless cherry blossoms and petals. It was a unique beauty.

"Legend has it that in the legends, there is a young man named Balalisos. He has a very beautiful fiancée, Melissa, and they look forward to their wedding day, but after the girl died of illness, this young man died of grief and died of love. God pitied him, and he turned him into a flower beside the girl's grave." He spoke to her lovingly.

Wen Liang shifted his gaze back to Qi Ye's face from the bracelet. "How come the version I heard was different from this?"

"Then what was the version you heard?" he asked as he walked out of the garden, his arm around her shoulders.

She said, "I once read a book about cherry blossoms. The book said that the primrose was the embodiment of the Greek goddess Shuize's grief. There was a speechless goddess who fell in love with a handsome youth, but the youth was surrounded by a group of admirers. Unable to speak, the goddess of the lake was unable to express her love. She could only watch sadly from afar as he left. Day after day, the life of the Goddess of Water gradually faded away. Although she had lost her life, her love continued to passionately wait for this youth. Thus, at the place where she died, adorable little flowers grew … That Little Flower is the primrose grass. "

"..." Is there a difference? They were all sad stories, and the end result was bloodstained.

Wen Liang suddenly turned his head and grabbed the man's arm. "Is today the Winter Solstice?"

Qi Ye nodded: "Didn't you call Grandma early in the morning? "Why did you suddenly remember?"

Her warm eyes seemed to be filled with stars. She raised her eyes and looked at him, saying, "Because I told two sad stories about Yin and Yang, I thought of this festival with its long history. Shouldn't I spend it with my living family?"

He poked the woman's forehead and looked at her dotingly. "What are you thinking about?"

She excitedly pushed him: "Let's go, let's go, take Zhifei to the Mo family to get food!"