Looking at the doll in his hand, Song Beibei's big watery eyes involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he murmured: "It's so cute..."
Suddenly came back to my senses.
He dropped the doll into the drawer and slammed it shut.
The house was silent.
I don’t know how long it took, but Tan Jin opened the drawer expressionlessly and took out the doll. The next moment, the doll disappeared from his palm.
He stood up and left the study.
The sparrow outside the window opened its green eyes and its gaze inadvertently fell on his slightly red ears.
…
The other side.
Song Beibei went into the mountains.
In spring, a variety of flowers bloom: cherry blossoms, peach blossoms, hydrangeas, lily of the valley, daffodils...
The flowers are in a riot of colour and are breathtakingly beautiful.
But today, we encountered a flower thief who picked all the flowers he saw without mercy and destroyed them ruthlessly.
"This winter jasmine is so beautiful, with thick leaves that look juicy. I love it."
"These plum blossoms are so beautiful, take them away."
"The apricot blossoms are so fragrant, pick them, pick them... Don't pick them all, or there won't be any apricots left to eat."
"Plum blossoms? Pick, pick, pick."
"Peach blossoms? They're so pink and tender, so cute. Come into my arms..."
“…”
Song Beibei became more and more excited as she picked more fruits.
No wonder the ancients liked to appreciate, pick and arrange flowers. Seeing beautiful things really makes people happy.
Time passes quietly.
Before she knew it, she had filled her basket.
Seeing that it could no longer hold any more, she weighed it twice and said to herself, "Looking at this amount, it should be enough to squeeze out 1 kilogram of flower juice."
"go home."
She carried the basket on her back and skipped back, humming, "I am a flower picker, I am good at picking flowers..."
On the way.
When she came across flowers, she picked one or two and put them in her hands. Unconsciously, she had seven or eight bouquets of different kinds of flowers in her arms.
A gentle but uncertain voice sounded: "Beibei?"
Hear the sound.
Song Beibei raised her head quickly, and when she saw the person coming, she subconsciously put on a bright smile: "Xu Jinan, what a coincidence, you are going up the mountain too~"
opposite.
Xu Jinan stared at the girl opposite him in a daze, with only one line of poetry emerging in his mind: People are more delicate than flowers, but flowers are colorless, and flowers are also dim in front of people.
Wait for him to come back to his senses.
Song Beibei had already stood one meter away from him. The flowers in her arms, vying for beauty, were not as attractive as her smile.
The unmoved Crown Prince was tongue-tied for the first time: "Okay."
Song Beibei was completely unaware.
She waved her hand: "I'm going down the mountain."
The two sides passed each other.
Xu Jinan turned around and stared at her back without blinking until she disappeared from his sight.
He still didn't move.
I don't know how long it took, but he finally moved. I saw him slowly raise his head and put it on his heart.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Li Aimin popped up out of nowhere, looking surprised. "Why is your face so red?"
Finished.
His face changed drastically, and he was filled with worry: "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell?"
"I will go and invite you..."
Xu Jinan blurted out: "I'm fine."
Li Aimin stopped, his eyes hesitant. Xu Jinan put down his hand, his expression calm: "It's really okay."
Hearing this, he observed it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
"Your Highness, let's go."
"Um."
…
Youth League House.
Li Chunxia was making breakfast when she heard footsteps. She subconsciously looked up and exclaimed, "Song Beibei, why did you pick so many flowers?"
"it works."
Song Beibei smiled mysteriously.
Then, he went into his kitchen.
Li Chunxia muttered, "What's the use of these wild flowers? They can't be eaten, and even if they're used as decorations, they'll go bad in a few days."
Song Beibei ignored her.
He took out a wooden barrel, took out a piece of cloth, gathered a handful of flowers, stuffed them into the cloth, and wrapped it up.
Then he looked around, selected a stone, picked it up, and weighed it a few times.
"Okay, it's you."
Returning to the barrel, she smashed the cloth bag hard, and instantly the cloth was dyed the color of flowers.
Song Beibei's hands kept moving.
Li Chunxia came up curiously: "Beibei, what are you doing?"
Song Beibei casually said, "Make some flower juice."
"Flower juice?"
Li Chunxia was even more puzzled: "What's the point of this thing?"
Song Beibei said honestly: "Planting flowers."
"What?"
Li Chunxia was dumbfounded: "You said you use flower juice to grow flowers?"
Song Beibei nodded.
"Um."
The next moment, a hand covered her forehead, causing her to pause. When she looked up, she saw Li Chunxia with a serious face, muttering to herself: "You don't have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense..."
Song Beibei was speechless.
After a moment of silence, she took a step back and replied perfunctorily, "I'm just killing time because I'm bored."
"What I said just now was just random talk."
Hearing this.
Li Chunxia suddenly realized, then looked at her with an indescribable look and said in a complicated tone: "As long as you are happy."
Song Beibei looked at her as if she were a fool, and the sour feeling in her heart was indescribable.
She moved her mouth, trying to defend herself: "Actually, I..."
Li Chunxia quickly interrupted her: "I'm going to cook."
"You've been in the mountains for so long now, so it's definitely too late to cook. Come eat with me."
Song Beibei: “…Okay.”
never mind.
Let it be a misunderstanding.
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