Dong Huiying held the bouquet uncertainly, unsure of what to do with it. Put the flowers in water? But she had already packed her bags, ready to leave here. Yet to dry them as a keepsake would be too much of a pity.
Such a happy dilemma.
Shu Yu glanced at her, immediately seeing through her little thoughts. "It's just a bunch of flowers, if you like them, I'll pick more for you later," she said.
He brushed off the dust on his sleeve absent-mindedly, but accidentally noticed a stain, probably from when he was picking flowers. His eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
"Really?" Her eyes lit up as she looked at Shu Yu. Shu Yu paused for a moment, then articulated slowly, "If they wilt, I'll pick a new bunch. You'll always have fresh flowers to admire, so don't trouble your pretty little head over it."
Dong Huiying: "..."
Can't you be a bit sweeter? You love candied fruits yet your tongue is so sharp. Where did all those candies I bought for you go?
