Xie Yan looked at the person standing in the sea of flowers and smiled. Seeing that she was looking at him intently and hadn't noticed him, he quickly and secretly moved away. He had just seen a bunch of bright red flowers. Although he didn't know what kind of flowers they were, he had a deep memory of their vibrant color.
When Yue returned to check the geology of the area, she turned around to look for someone, only to find that the person who had been sitting under the tree was gone.
She looked around but didn't see anyone. She wasn't in a hurry and turned to look at the geology on the other side.
When she turned around again, she saw Xie Yan standing under the tree. He was smiling, his white shirt billowing slightly in the mountain breeze, holding a bunch of colorful wildflowers in his hands. The vibrant colors and his warm smile complemented each other, like a beautiful painting.
Yu Yuehui couldn't help but chuckle, and walked briskly to him, her eyes full of laughter as she asked, "Went to pick flowers?"
Xie Yan smiled and handed the flowers in his hand to Yu Yuehui, his tone carrying a hint of pride, "These are the beautiful flowers, throw away the ugly ones!"
Yu Yue looked at him helplessly, "You're even jealous of your son?"
Xie Yan blushed slightly and stubbornly retorted, "I'm not jealous, it's just that his flowers are really ugly. Look at them for yourself." As she spoke, she placed her own flowers next to the ugly bunch.
Yu Yue looked down at the two bouquets of flowers in her hand.
The bouquet of flowers my son gave me was mostly wilted, and the colors weren't as vibrant as the one Xie Yancai had chosen. The two flowers together created a stark contrast.
But it was his son's heartfelt gift, and he just threw it away like that...
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