After receiving the flowers, she realized:
The key is not the quantity, but the sentiment behind it.
She liked the meaning of twelve roses, but only the meaning of "my love for you grows stronger every day".
Even if Guangyou only gives her one flower and says those words, that would be enough.
Upon hearing that Guangyou's original plan was to buy ninety-nine roses, she spoke her mind:
"actually..."
"It doesn't matter how much you buy."
After placing the bouquet of roses back on the coffee table, Kōyū looked at Ai and smiled.
"I know."
"If you really cared about quantity, then you wouldn't be yourself."
Some girls care about the number of flowers; they feel that one or two flowers are a bit meager and make them look inferior compared to others.
These girls want numbers like 99, 520, 999, and 1314, which have special meanings and look romantic.
A large bunch looks quite visually appealing.
If it's given in public, the girl will feel a sense of satisfaction and happiness, as if "the world is focusing on me."
But Ai isn't that kind of girl. Kōyū knows she won't care about the number of flowers, but how many he buys is his business.
If necessary, 1314 flowers are also acceptable.
He originally intended to buy ninety-nine roses, but he didn't have enough money, so he bought twelve roses as suggested by the florist.
The reason I wanted to buy so many things was for the meaning of "lasting forever".
Anyway, ninety-nine flowers aren't expensive.
It's not Valentine's Day anymore, a day when roses are expensive.
But who would have thought that he didn't bring enough money!
He was a little disappointed, but he didn't care too much.
Buying more or less is all about the sentiment; Ai values that sentiment, not the quantity.
"Just send a few as a token in the future," Ai said calmly, but her slightly red earlobes betrayed her true feelings.
Even though he was used to it, talking about how to express his feelings to her in the future still made her feel a little shy.
"We'll see," Guangyou said, not immediately agreeing.
Who can predict what will happen in the future?
Who knows, one day he might buy back the ninety-nine roses he didn't manage to buy today, or even the 520 or 999 roses he never even considered.
Who knows, he might actually arrange the roses into a heart shape.
Now that you've agreed, won't these roads be blocked?
“So many flowers are useless,” Ai suddenly said.
Clearly, she had guessed what Guangyou was thinking.
Hearing this, Guangyou knew she hadn't refused him; she was simply saying something to him:
"Buying is fine, but don't buy too much, it's a waste."
He hummed in response, which was his way of replying to Ai.
"I won't buy many."
His response was also an "Mm".
"The quantity doesn't matter, it's the thought that counts." As he spoke, Guangyou moved closer to Ai.
Ai noticed Kyou's little trick, but she didn't react and pretended not to see it.
He only moved a little bit, and after settling in, Guangyou asked:
"Oh, right, Ai."
Do you know what these twelve roses mean?
This question made Ai's expression immediately become somewhat unnatural.
Of course she knew.
She didn't know that before, but her sister told her that it meant "her love for you grows stronger every day".
However, she found it difficult to say such words.
Taking a slight breath, Ai tried her best to say the sentence in a calm tone:
"Know."
Her tone was quite calm, but her earlobes were a little red.
"That's good." Guangyou didn't notice that his gaze was blocked by her brown hair.
He knew Ai was embarrassed to talk about these things, so he didn't ask what the twelve roses meant.
Seeing that Guangyou didn't ask, Xiao Ai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If Kōyū were to actually ask, she wouldn't know how to answer.
Just say it?
あ...(Ai’s pseudonym: あい)
She was a little embarrassed to say the word.
But for some reason, she felt a strange emptiness in her heart.
Just like...
It was like hoping to hear those words from Kwang-yu's mouth.
It felt just like the way Kwang-woo felt before he first confessed his feelings to her.
...
There were two cups of milk tea on the table, which Mingmei had poured for them earlier.
Since he had already prepared lunch, he didn't drink the milk tea, and it had been sitting on the table for a while, getting a little cold.
Fortunately, Akemi had anticipated this situation.
The milk tea was piping hot when it was first poured, but now it's a little cool to the taste, though still warm.
The taste is also very good.
After taking a small sip, Kōyū turned to look at Ai, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.
It's not because of her looks.
Um...
Well, maybe that's part of the reason; after all, it's just too beautiful.
But what concerned him more was that he seemed to detect some other emotions in her calm expression.
Torn?
Actually, he didn't know how to describe it either.
Because Ai's reaction wasn't very obvious; she only furrowed her brows slightly, but quickly relaxed them.
If he hadn't happened to look in her direction, Kwangyu would have missed this subtle change.
But how should I put it?
As a guy, when you're interacting with someone, it's best to pay more attention to their facial expressions or emotional changes.
There are many couples who have a great relationship and constantly show their affection to others.
But suddenly they broke up.
It's not that there's any irreconcilable conflict between the two; it's just that either the boy or the girl didn't notice the other's emotional changes.
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