The two of them ate and drank all the way and arrived at a handmade experience workshop.
There is a flower arrangement classroom inside where you can learn how to make small bouquets using flowers such as lilac and lavender, or use dried flowers for decoration.
There are also handmade DIY activities, such as making souvenirs such as lilac sachets and plant specimens.
Meng Sheng had learned flower arrangement, so for the sake of experience, he humbly sat there and learned to make a small bouquet of flowers.
Because she had some basic skills, she made a bouquet of flowers in less than twenty minutes, and then gave it to the man who was sitting quietly beside her.
Pei Sui looked at the bouquet of purple flowers that suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression was stunned for a moment, and his eyes seemed to be filled with colorful colors.
But the color of this bouquet of flowers is not particularly strong, but gradually spreads from the base of the petals to the tips. The center of the pistil is almost dark purple, and slowly fades into a light purple like gauze.
The flowers are so close together that the branches are slightly drooped.
This flower is not as sweet as other flowers, but instead has a bit of bitterness.
But it is also light. If you smell it carefully, it will gradually dissipate invisibly. When you feel lost, it will quietly come back.
It seemed to occupy his central nervous system and fill his strongly beating heart.
The language of light purple lilac is the throbbing of first love.
He shifted his gaze slightly, landing on Meng Sheng's beautiful face and calm, gentle eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "For me?"
"Um."
Meng Sheng smiled and curved his eyes, "This is the first bouquet of flowers for you."
Speaking of which, this was the first time she gave flowers to a member of the opposite sex other than her family.
Pei Sui's lips curled up slightly. He took the flowers and pondered for a moment. He looked at the flowers and said, "It's a pity that these flowers can't bloom forever."
One day it will wither.
"But the memories will always be there. No one and nothing can kill them."
Meng Sheng finished speaking optimistically, then looked at him and teased, "Ai, this shouldn't be the first time Lawyer Pei has accepted flowers from women, right? Have you been accepting flowers since you were a child?"
Hearing this, Pei Sui raised his eyebrows and stared at her calmly, "Are you jealous?"
Meng Sheng spread his hands, shrugged, and said truthfully, "That's not the case. Maybe I'm just more generous. Actually... it's not that I'm Versailles. I've received quite a few flowers and love letters."
It exists in elementary school, and it becomes more common in high school and college.
It’s not that she has to collect them, but these things often appear in school bags, desks, drawers, and cabinets.
You can't just throw it away, you have to give those people some face.
Who doesn’t muster up courage to confess their love and send a love letter?
But those were all things in my youth.
Pei Sui said "Oh" without much emotion, but the ending tone was very long, "Then I'm going to be jealous."
Hearing this, Meng Sheng burst out laughing, "Really? Then I want to see what jealousy looks like to you."
Pei Sui raised his eyebrows, suddenly moved closer to her, and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, no rush, you'll know tonight."
“…”
The smile on Meng Sheng's face suddenly froze.
She seemed to understand what he meant.
But I don’t really want to understand.
"Be serious."
She leaned slightly to keep her ears away from his exhaled breath, and pulled him up from his chair. "Come on, let's go check out some DIY crafts. It would be nice to make some sachets to bring back as gifts."
Pei Sui nodded and let her lead him away.
This time, he did the handicraft himself and chose to make a plant specimen.
In terms of tools and materials, you need pruning blades, notebooks, pens, cameras, label paper, specimen folders, absorbent paper, corrugated paper, transparent tape, etc.
Pei Sui personally selected a branch that represents the characteristics of lilac, with a length of 35 cm.
Then write down the collection information, photo records, and collection number (which is also a unique number) in the notebook. Also note the collection location, even the specific location on the hillside, and the altitude must be clearly marked.
Followed by the year, month, day and the collector's name.
Next, we will get down to business: cleaning, shaping, pressing, drying, changing the paper, and finally disinfecting, binding with paper, and filling in the specimen label.
This tedious process took him more than five hours.
Meng Sheng has made three sachets and also tried the limited edition lilac-themed dessert - macarons.
Hearing that he had finished, she quickly sped up and finished the work in her hands.
When she went over, the staff was explaining to Pei Sui the preservation and precautions of the specimen. He listened carefully, but kept taking notes.
Seeing her coming, he also kept his pen and handed the specimen to her.
When Meng Sheng saw the plant specimen he handed over, his expression actually relaxed for a moment.
In the lower right corner of the specimen is his vigorous, neat and fluent pen handwriting.
"Inyoureyes,Ifoundahomemyhearthadbeensearchingforallalong."
“I love you.”
Translation: In your eyes, I found the home my heart had been searching for.
I love you.
Written below were the detailed date and time, as well as his and Meng Sheng's names, with a heart in the middle. He specifically asked the staff for a red pen to fill in the color of the heart.
Her eyes, misty and hazy, stared at the line of English without blinking.
But my heart was surging and beating.
After a while, she blinked hard to clear the haze, and said with a smile, "Your skills don't look like your first time at all. You can be listed on their celebrity list here."
Pei Sui took off his gloves, pressed his index finger gently on the corner of her slightly moist eye, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it?"
Meng Sheng nodded. "I like it, of course I like it. This is what you did, and you did it really well."
Pei Sui gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, "Well, instead of hanging it here, I'd rather it hang in your house."
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