Chapter 295 Kick Him Off the Bed
Lu Yuan is a representative who can handle both business and housework.
Gu Qingshi didn't realize his little thoughts for a while, but she was quite surprised to hear that Lu Yuan actually cooked for her. She just said that she had eaten, but Lu Yuan could tell that she was lying.
The lie was exposed, but he did not feel embarrassed, instead he felt sweet inside. Gu Qingshi touched his nose and said, "I know, thank you."
"You're welcome. I'll be leaving now."
There was some reluctance in Lu Yuan's tone, and Gu Qingshi also felt a little reluctant to be taken away. After Lu Yuan left, she went to the kitchen and made a delicious soup. She could just cook the vegetables in it and eat it. Everything was just right and tasted good.
Gu Qingshi was swinging her legs unconsciously while eating. She had to think about this matter carefully next. The most important thing was to make sure that she had really walked out of the shadow of her past life and could get married normally. She should not wait until her relationship deepened before getting married. However, she directly kicked Lu Yuan, who wanted to touch her, off the bed.
Thinking that Lu Yuan made it specially for her, Gu Qingshi accidentally finished it and inevitably felt full.
Seeing that Dahuang, who had not gone out for a day, was also longing to go out, Gu Qingshi took it out for a walk. When he came back and opened the door, he found something had fallen inside. Gu Qingshi took a look and it turned out to be a letter.
The envelope was addressed to "Qingshi" but without an address. However, judging from the handwriting, it was written by Lu Yuan.
"Why did you suddenly write a letter?" Gu Qingshi was very surprised and tore the letter open as he walked in.
"When I was young, I got back to the car and saw the newspaper again. I suddenly thought that if I hadn't met you, I would have refused to get married again and again, and rejected those girls. When they suspected that I liked men, I would definitely not be able to say that I had a woman I liked.
If you were not in this world, I think reports like that would have accompanied me throughout my life, because I would not get married and have children like other men. I might even end up acquiescing to those reports. In this way, there would be more abuse, but also less trouble.
I can’t write love poems, I just want to say, Qingshi, thank you for appearing in my life and becoming the unique existence in my life. "
The signature is Lu Yuan.
Gu Qingshi looked at the letter in shock, she didn't expect Lu Yuan would write such a letter to her, and because of this letter, she seemed to know why Lu Yuan acquiesced to the news rumors in his previous life.
Maybe he refuted it at the beginning, but because he never got married in the end, the news kept coming out, and later he might have simply gotten too lazy to refute it and just accepted it.
If she had not experienced her previous life, she might have thought that this was just sweet talk to coax her, but in fact, Lu Yuan was like this in his previous life.
Therefore, she is truly unique to Lu Yuan, just as Lu Yuan is unique to her.
The letter was not long, but Gu Qingshi read it several times. After putting the letter away, Gu Qingshi found a few words on the back of the envelope - a love letter to Qingshi.
Gu Qingshi laughed as he looked at it, "How could anyone say this is a love letter?"
Although he was wondering why Lu Yuan suddenly wanted to write a new book, Gu Qingshi reacted and carefully put the letter into his space.
On the other side, Lu Yuan went to find Fang Wen, "Fang Wen, can you play the guitar?"
"Yes, I can play it a little, but I haven't played it for several years. What's wrong?"
"Please teach me how to play."
"Teach you? Why do you suddenly want to learn guitar?" Fang Wen was surprised.
"I just want to learn. Don't ask any more questions." Lu Yuan didn't want to answer, but Fang Wen sensitively guessed, "You're not going to play it for Mr. Gu, are you?"
Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows. He really had to learn how to play it for Qing Shi.
Fang Wen said casually, but he didn't expect it to be true. "It's really for Mr. Gu. Why did you suddenly think of playing the guitar?"
"Nothing, I just thought of it on the way back. Weren't you worried before that those people gave flowers to Qingshi, and I didn't do anything? So I decided to do everything those people did."
Lu Yuan wrote the letter impulsively, expressing what was in his heart that he couldn't express verbally. After he finished writing the letter, Lu Yuan suddenly remembered Jem's cheesy letter "Dear Qingshi".
It was clearly a love letter, even though it was just copied from someone else and wasn't as touching as his Lu Yuan's letter, but he felt it was also a love letter, and it was full of genuine feelings.
After returning to Qingshi's house and stuffing the letter in, Lu Yuan kept thinking about it on the way back. Who said that he couldn't do what Jim and the others had done? He wanted to do all the things they had done.
He had to do everything, including sending flowers, perfume, bracelets, writing love letters, playing the guitar, etc., so that Qingshi only had to remember what he did in the end.
Lu Yuan said he would take action, so the next day, Gu Qingshi got up early and found a pot of camellia in full bloom when he opened the door.
The camellia tree is not big, but the flowers bloom vigorously. In the winter when many flowers, plants and trees are withered, the delicate and beautiful camellia makes people feel particularly warm and lively.
Gu Qingshi let out a small cry, picked it up and looked at it, unable to stop.
When Bai Xue came over and saw it, she exclaimed, "Wow, so beautiful, sister, where did these flowers come from?"
When he heard this question, a name immediately popped up in Gu Qingshi's mind - Lu Yuan.
These flowers must have been sent by Lu Yuan, just like the letter last night.
He sent a letter yesterday and flowers today. Lu Yuan has many kinds of flowers, but these flowers really touched Gu Qingshi's heart. Flowers that can be kept alive are the good ones.
Lu Yuan was hiding in the distance and watching Gu Qingshi's reaction. He nodded in satisfaction when he saw her happily carrying the baby in her arms.
Sure enough, it was right not to send flowers that would die in a few days.
The next day, Gu Qingshi received another pot of flowers. It was very beautiful, but she didn't know what it was called. After thinking about it, she went to the library. She wanted to know if there were any books related to flowers.
Gu Qingshi found it quickly and after comparison he discovered that it was a hibiscus. In addition, there were words about flowers related to this flower in the book about flowers that Gu Qingshi bought.
The language of flowers has existed for a long time, but Gu Qingshi didn’t know much about it before. It was only after he bought the book that he found out that flowers also have their own language.
Gu Qingshi looked for the flower language of hibiscus and camellia. The flower language of camellia is ideal love, because when the camellia withers, it is not the whole flower that withers and falls off, but the petals wither slowly one by one until the end of life.
This cautious and reluctant way of withering is exactly the same attitude we adopt when pursuing our loved ones, so camellia is the flower that best represents people's feelings.
When Gu Qingshi received the flowers, he just thought they were beautiful, but he didn't expect they had such a deep meaning.
So is Lu Yuan expressing his feelings to her through the language of flowers?
Gu Qingshi looked at the introduction of the flower language of the hibiscus again. The color of the hibiscus flower is very bright, and it looks very enthusiastic just like a person, but its large stamens are connected to small stamens outside, which is a metaphor for the fact that under the enthusiastic appearance there is also a very delicate and shy heart.
So, is Lu Yuan like this too? Underneath his unbridled behavior, he is actually very shy and cautious?
Gu Qingshi thought about it and laughed to himself, and the flower language of the red hibiscus flower happened to be a fresh love.
(End of this chapter)
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